It's midday, and it's sunny outside.

Since seeing the blood spirit bead in the Minghua Cave appear here, Rong Sheng twisted his brows and began to be a little absent-minded.

Beside him, the man put the bead back into the wooden box.

The moment the car started, he looked slightly sideways.

In sight, the woman looked a little lost.

Surprised, Zhan Nanting raised his eyebrows, "How"

"It's fine."

Shaking his head, Rong Sheng slowly closed his eyes, but his jaw tightened, and the man raised his hand and pinched it.

"You've got something on your mind"

Originally, Zhan Nanting had a stomach of questions to ask her, but when he saw that her expression was a little abnormal, he temporarily let go of the doubts in his heart.

"Zhan Nanting." I could feel that the man's strong gaze had been falling on her face, and Rong Sheng slowly lifted her eyes, and her red lips moved, and she was about to say something

In the moving sight, a figure staggered out of a passage on crutches.

His eyes were sharp, and when Zhan Minglei appeared in the bright sun, from a distance, Rong Sheng saw at a glance that his uninjured hand was holding a pistol.

At that moment, Rong Xiang's eyes were cold.

"Zhan Minglei chased him out, get down."

In the car, her cold and domineering voice suddenly sounded, Zhan Nanting twisted his brows, and then he lowered his head without a trace of suspicion with the woman beside him.

A few seconds later, there was a "thump" and the bullet hit the glass window.

Zhan Minglei fired a shot that flew into the air, his face turned black with anger, and he staggered and chased after him.

But this time, the black Rolls-Royce had already driven out of front of him.

"Damn"

Unable to hold back his anger, Zhan Minglei grabbed the crutches in his hand and threw them out vigorously.

With a few "knocks", the crutches rolled out, but unfortunately, they couldn't catch up with the several cars that drove out in a row.

"Except for the eldest lady of the Su family, what identity are you hiding from me?"

Waiting for the car to slowly drive up the avenue in the south of the city, Zhan Nanting pinched his eyebrows, and finally couldn't help but ask this sentence.

In his slender and white hands, the high-end and delicate wooden box was tightly grasped in his hands.

With his eyes flashing, Rong Sheng withdrew his gaze from the window, but he didn't look at Zhan Nanting, he just raised his lips and smiled casually, "Haven't you already investigated me?"

"I want you to tell me personally."

Turning his head sideways, Zhan Nanting leaned a little closer, and at this moment he smelled the fragrance on the woman's body, and his secretive gaze fell on her beautiful side face.

"Or tell me what makes you in the car one second, and then appear in front of me and push me away and get the shot for me."

Rong Shang twisted his eyebrows, ""

"Why" staring at her for a moment, Zhan Nanting recalled what had happened in the past few days when he knew her.

Something strange.

He counted them one by one, including what had happened today.

Why would she find his location so quickly, knowing that he was in Zhan Minglei's reception room.

Why did she see that there was nothing in the wooden box in Zhan Minglei's hand with just one glance.

Why was she so quick to be sure that the spirit bead was on Zhan Minglei's body.

He asked all the questions, and during this time, Rong Sheng did not interject.

But soon, they were also in the manor.

At this time, Rong Sheng finally glanced sideways at Zhan Nanting, but in the next second, she reached out to open the car door.

Zhan Nanting saw her movements, and his face finally became gloomy.