Su Jiuge turned his head to look at him, and for a moment he thought he had mistaken some incredible news, and he froze.

"The matter of the blood bracelet is in a hurry, you will go back to the army first tomorrow." The man's tone was as usual, with the commanding implicit of a superior, as if he hadn't said anything just now.

Su Jiuge came back to his senses and immediately said unhappily: "I helped you so much, and you still don't believe me now?!"

The sedan was driving smoothly, and the evening breeze blew in with the open window that opened a little gap, cool and cool.

Rong Xun was calm: "You can't explain why you want to shoot for a day - the woman who killed me looks exactly the same as you, and you can't get rid of suspicion for a day, and this matter is not reciprocal to how much you helped me."

The air in Su Jiuge's lungs was even more full for a moment, and his face flushed with anger: "Rong Xun, you still have to be shameless, bullying a woman like this, gentlemanly demeanor, have you fed the dog!"

Su Jiuge's white and tender face was so angry that he puffed up, like a pufferfish, cute and soft, Rong Xun couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched it twice, and said with a smile: "Well, it's all fed to the dog."

Su Jiuge was choked, slapped the man's hand away in annoyance, turned his face and stopped talking angrily.

The sedan returned to Rongzhai smoothly all the way.

"Jiuge, do me a favor." In the quiet space, Wen Yihuan came out of Su Jiuge's body, but the same appearance was all gentle.

Su Jiuge sat on the stool on the dresser and combed his hair, and when he heard the words, he responded: "What's the matter?"

"You also met my sister and father today, they think I'm still alive now, and even climbed up to Chief Rong, I won't give up, I've been too tired all these years, can you help me go back and return the marriage contract with the son of the Song family?" Wen Yihuan said earnestly.

Su Jiuge gently bit his inner teeth and smiled: "Huanhuan, do you like this son of the Song family?"

Wen Yihuan's expression was gentle, and every frame of expression was like a solemn statement: "I don't have my life, how can I still have this kind of emotion."

Su Jiuge was excited: "Okay, I'll help you go."

Everything was silent, and Su Jiuge had a dream.

In the dream, she returned to her own world and saw everything in the virtual world.

Nange was tortured to death by Li Beijue when he fell into the virtual world.

And she herself, who fell in love with Rong Xun by mistake, did everything for this man, helped him clear everything, and in the end she was treated by him as a fine work, and a bullet ended her life.

opened his eyes suddenly, Su Jiuge woke up from his dream, only to find that he was in a cold sweat.

After recovering her composure after a quick breath, she looked at the time, and at two o'clock in the morning, she got up from the bed, simply went to take a shower, and then went downstairs lightly to make something to eat.

There was a light in the hall that wasn't very bright, but it was clear enough to catch the slender figure sitting on the sofa.

"Rong Xun?" Su Jiuge tentatively exited and walked over slowly.

Rong Xun opened his eyes and looked over, locking the woman in cotton pajamas into his eyes, but did not speak.

"You're pretending to be a ghost here in the middle of the night." Su Jiuge stood in front of him and asked.

The man's neat and clean short hair did not hide any of his expression, but it was still darker than the night outside the window, and he spoke: "I suddenly found out that what you said is right, if you go back to your world, I won't be able to catch you."

Su Jiuge twisted his eyebrows: "What kind of nerves do you have at night."