Unable to find anyone, Yan Jie quickly left with someone.

As soon as the person over there left, the mobile phone in Rongshang's pocket rang.

It was Bai's mother who called, because she didn't come home so late today and didn't say a word, she was a little worried about making this call.

Of course, most of the content of the phone call is still scolding her.

That Hui Rongshang didn't see it, and the man standing behind her heard the woman on the phone say one by one, "You stinky girl, are your wings stiff?"

His eyes narrowed, and the dark light of his eyes gleamed dangerously.

More than a minute later, Rong Sheng hung up the phone.

Thinking of what had just happened, she looked up.

As she turned, the man's slender figure burst into her sight.

Nan Qiao Sheng.

His eyes flashed, and Rong Sheng looked at him and pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, "Boss, your house is quite chic." ”

"What is this? Secret room? ”

It's really strange why there are some totems of angels and demons everywhere.

"Boss, do you like these very much?"

She suddenly raised her hand and pointed, Nan Qiaosheng stared at her for two or three seconds, and then followed her hand to look over.

I saw the mural hanging on the wall.

"......" pursed his lips, his face expressionless.

He stood with his hands in his hands and said "um".

The voice was extremely cold.

Gentle?

It doesn't exist.

Rong Sheng focused all her attention on him.

Although Nan Qiaosheng felt it, he didn't look at it.

Just as Rong Sheng opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, the man's mobile phone rang.

At that moment, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, glanced at the screen with a deep dark gaze, and with a slip of his hand, he hung up directly.

Rong Sheng noticed it, and her expression was a little meaningful.

"Boss—"

"You can go back."

Putting away the phone, Nan Qiaosheng raised her eyes and glanced at her.

After giving the eviction order, he put one hand in his pocket and walked out of her side.

Rong Sheng turned around, and the door of the secret room just opened.

Nan Qiaosheng, dressed in black, walked out, and when he reached the door, he paused, as if waiting for her.

After waiting for a few seconds, he turned around, "Still not coming out?" ”

The person in front of you, whether it's the way you talk or the way you dress.

is too different from the previous Nan Qiaosheng.

Rong Shang pondered and walked out.

Outside, like in the secret room, there are murals of angels and demons.

It's past seven o'clock.

Nan Qiaosheng looked at the time and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

Rong Sheng stood behind and looked at him, when the dim yellow light came down, her pink lips moved, and she suddenly asked, "What's your name?" ”

It's the same person, right? Still is......

There was a little bit of uncertainty, so she asked the question.

But the man didn't seem to hear, because more than ten seconds passed, and he didn't move at all, and he didn't react at all.

It wasn't until Rong Sheng walked over that the man heard the sound and looked back at her.

"I spent some of the money you lent me, and I may have to wait until I get my salary to pay you back."

After thinking about it, Rong Sheng mentioned the small stack of hairy grandpa that the murderer casually handed her that night.

But when the man heard this question, his face obviously did not change.

"When did I borrow your money?"

He turned around and looked into her eyes in a puzzled way.

Rong Sheng kept smiling at the corners of her mouth, and at this time, her eyes were facing each other, and she raised her eyebrows, as if she was still a little deliberate, "Have you forgotten?" ”

"Happy courtyard, alley."

She reminded him of two places, intentionally or unintentionally.