Cheng Zhihuan saw that Tang Yan was not hit, but there was a pity in his eyes.

"So what?" She asked rhetorically, "What if you know?" ”

She had an inexplicable familiarity with the words "Institute of God", but the things she could think of now were too limited, so she could only work hard from Tang Yan.

At least for now, Tang Yan knows more than she does.

Tang Yan looked at Cheng Zhihuan, and then sneered.

"If you want to know what you have to do with the Institute of God, why don't you ask my good big brother."

"As for whether he's willing to tell you or not, that's his business."

He spoke, with that wicked smile on his lips.

"If he doesn't want to tell you, it means that he doesn't care about you."

"Really?" Cheng Zhihuan asked lightly.

Tang Yan was a little new, but he still insisted and said, "Of course." ”

"If he really cares about you, he will know everything."

No, that's not the case. Tang Yan denied it in his heart.

If Gu Xingjing really cared about Cheng Zhihuan, then he wouldn't say anything.

But will Cheng Zhihuan know about this kind of thing? Apparently impossible.

Tang Yan couldn't wait to see the two of them fighting among themselves, it must be interesting.

Cheng Zhihuan knew what bad idea he was playing as soon as he saw Tang Yan's expression, and it seemed that he couldn't ask anything from him today.

But what she has is patience.

She glanced at Tang Yan deeply, closed the fairy tale book in her hand, and walked towards the front desk.

Tang Yan looked at her back and sighed softly.

This journey is really calm.

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In the evening, after dinner, Cheng Zhihuan sat on a rocking chair outside the garden in a rare relaxation, at this time the sky was not completely dark, and there was still a hazy glow on the horizon.

The roses in the garden bloom beautifully, but there is a hint of darkness under the dim sky.

Cheng Zhihuan looked at the roses that were almost dyed into an inky color by the night, and casually pulled the mobile phone.

In the WeChat group, Zu Ying is still sending messages.

[Zu Ying: Boss, you didn't tell me in advance when you went to Haishi! I'll go with you! 】

[Zu Ying: @止欢 Boss, I'll call the fifth child back if you do this! 】

[Zu Ying: @老五, the fifth is coming out, the boss is messing around again! 】

…………

Cheng Zhihuan looked at the news in the WeChat group, and a smile crossed his eyes.

She was about to appease Zu Ying, but saw a new message pop up in the group.

[Old Five: I'll go back to China on Saturday. 】

Cheng Zhihuan was stunned, the fifth child was coming back?

There are only seven people in the mountain and sea department plus her, but in fact, there are only four of them in China, and the other three stay abroad all year round.

Unlike Zu Sakura's situation, the other three were assigned from above, and she didn't even know them before she took over them.

Even now, she was not very familiar with the relationship with the other three, and she sometimes wondered why the three of them with special skills were willing to come to her small department.

Although this mountain and sea department is organized from above, to be honest, there are dozens of departments like theirs, large and small, and those three people can find another way.

But the three of them have never applied, and of course, they have hardly returned to China and have been undercover abroad.

As for what kind of undercover agent, based on the secrecy of the mission, even she, the boss, doesn't know what kind of undercover agent they are acting in.

Now that he suddenly saw that the fifth child was coming back, Cheng Zhihuan's first reaction was surprise.

This undercover agent said that he could come back if he could?

Cheng Zhihuan's fingertips moved slightly, and he sent a message out.

[Stop Huan: @老五 Back to Beijing? Need me to pick you up? 】

Soon the new news popped up.

[Old Five: Boss, don't pick it up, I'm coming back secretly this time. 】

[Old Five: I'm going to Haishi, not going back to Beijing. 】

[Zu Ying: Secretly back? Have a new mission? Is there any task that I, as an informant, don't know? 】

[Old Five: @祖樱 Have you ever heard of the place of the Institute of God? 】

Cheng Zhihuan, who didn't plan to reply to the message, saw this message, and his pupils shrank.

The Institute of God?

These words have appeared in her eyes too often lately.

The news in the group continues.

[Zu Ying: I haven't heard of it, what? This institute is mysterious? 】

[Lao Wu: I can't reveal too much about my mission. 】

[Old Five: @止欢 Boss, be careful of the people in this research institute. 】

[Zu Ying: @老五, what do you mean? Will they shoot at the boss? 】

[Zu Ying: @老五, what about people? 】

…………

No matter how Zu Ying tried to help the fifth child, the fifth child did not speak in the group anymore.

After a while, Cheng Zhihuan received a private chat from Zu Ying.

[Boss, what does the fifth mean? ] Someone is going to shoot at you? 】

[That fifth child is really, he ran away in the middle of the conversation, and he was angry with me. 】

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Cheng Zhihuan comforted Zu Ying, and after seeing that she had calmed down, he put away his mobile phone.

I don't know when the sky has completely darkened, the glow on the horizon has been swallowed up by the darkness, and the moon hangs high, barely giving some light in the world.

Cheng Zhihuan looked at the roses that were a little softer by the moonlight, and muttered in a low voice.

"The Institute of God ......"

What kind of secret does this Gu Xingjing's father's place have? Why is it that even the fifth child, who has been undercover abroad for a long time, has come back because of this institute.

She was really getting more and more curious about this place.

It's not just curious, it's a little concerned.

She always felt that the small part of her missing memory had something to do with this mysterious research institute.

"Stop the fun."

Gu Xingjing's voice suddenly came from behind.

Cheng Zhihuan looked back and saw Gu Xingjing standing two meters behind her, he didn't know how long he had been standing there, and whether he heard her whisper.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised a smile, "Xingjing." ”

She beckoned to him, "Come and sit down." ”

Gu Xingjing walked over after a few steps, half-squatting down, "Enjoying the moon?" ”

Cheng Zhihuan shook his head slightly, pointed to the rose garden, and said with a chuckle: "It's a flower viewing." ”

Gu Xingjing looked at her fingertips, the delicate roses were so beautiful, but the fingertips with a touch of pink could poke his heart even more.

"It's beautiful."

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes darkened under the moonlight.

He leaned forward and leaned forward, his lips resting lightly on her cool fingertips.

Cheng Zhihuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but Gu Xingjing reacted faster than her, held her wrist, and didn't let her move away, while chuckling,

"Are you still shy to kiss your fingertips?"