Fu Yan nodded slightly, a look of melancholy that seemed out of place for someone his age appearing on his face.
“I know, but I didn’t succeed at all. I didn’t manage to get him out of the country…”
Fu Yan paused here, his eyes filled with panic as he looked at Yu Muqing: "I only told you about this, because only you believe me..."
He braced his elbows against his knees, clutching his hair in despair: "Cousin, you have to help me, help me find Yuqing..."
Fu Yan usually acts like a fierce lion in public, with a face that screams "Keep away, strangers!"
Only when he needs something from others does the panic and helplessness that comes with his age show on his face.
It makes you want to protect it.
Only at this time would he unconditionally agree to any request Fu Yan made.
Yu Muqing flicked her cigarette ash, and seeing that Fu Yan was showing signs of a relapse, casually asked, "Did you bring the medicine?"
Fu Yan's hands trembled as he pulled a medicine bottle from his shirt pocket, the star pendant rolling to the ground with his movement.
Fu Yan was taken aback. Just as he reached out his hand, Yu Muqing picked it up first.
Yu Muqing held the pendant and looked at it, then asked Fu Yan, "What is this?"
Fu Yan poured three pills into his palm, swallowed them with alcohol, and then snatched the star pendant from Yu Muqing's hand, stuffing it into his pocket as if it were a precious treasure.
“These are my things, don’t touch them,” Fu Yan said.
Yu Muqing blinked. He had just seen the black rope with the pendant hanging from Xiao Xin's neck.
He casually asked, "Was it taken from that male model who forcibly kissed you?"
Fu Yan's pupils dilated in surprise. "How did you know?"
With a cigarette between her fingers and her eyes half-closed, Yu Muqing looked at Fu Yan through the swirling white smoke: "I generally don't bring people I don't know to the club."
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