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She just said that the fleeting glimpse she caught from the corner of her eye seemed familiar, somewhat like Zhong Yuye. It wasn’t that she was particularly familiar with the man, enough to recognize him at a glance. The main reason was that during that time, she had seriously studied this man to secure the theme song for “Return to Ning.” Having seen him often, a conditioned reflex had developed, so while she was having her spicy tangy noodles just now, even though Zhong Yuye passed by in a flash, she still recognized him by his jawline under the brim of his hat.
However, it was clear that the man was not in good shape at the moment.
From his panting breaths, Rong Yan could tell that he was injured, not to mention the strong smell of blood coming from his body.
“How come you’re here?” While she was looking at others, Zhong Yuye was looking at her too. When he saw the calm little woman with the melon-seed-shaped face in front of him, he silently withdrew his bleeding arm and his gaze slipped over her vermilion lips.
Rong Yan didn’t know where she got the mood from, but at that time, she actually wanted to make a joke with him. At his question, she blinked, her lips pursing, “If I said I just happened to pass by and saw you while eating spicy tangy noodles, would you believe me?”
If someone else had given this answer to him, they might have lost their tongue first.
But facing those bright and shining eyes, Zhong Yuye let go of her hand and leaned against the wall, enduring the severe pain in his shoulder and said, “This is no place for you to stay, get out of here quickly before someone comes!”
Rong Yan could see that he was in trouble, and it was dangerous to stay with him at this point.
If he hadn’t said that, maybe she would have left, but now that he had said it, she somewhat didn’t want to leave.
It wasn’t because she had taken a liking to him.
The main reason was recalling the time when Shi Mufeng and Rong Weiwei, the despicable couple, had slandered her, Zhong Yuye had stood up for her and spoken on her behalf on Instagram.
Now, this man was obviously injured, and if she left him here alone, it wouldn’t seem quite right.
No sooner had she spoken than a series of gibberish foreign words suddenly came from the entrance of the alleyway.
The language wasn’t English, and Rong Yan couldn’t understand what was being said.
But the footsteps were getting closer to them.
“Shit!” In the darkness, the panther-like man’s eyes darkened, and his hand reached for his waist.
Rong Yan guessed what he was reaching for and placed her hand over his, speaking in a lowered voice, “Don’t make a move yet, listen to me.”
She pulled out a small packet of medicine from her body, tore it open, and scattered it around.
The smell of blood was instantly subdued by a light fragrance, which was not intense, more like the scent of perfume.
She glanced toward the entrance of the alley and then turned to press him against the wall, deliberately making her breathing heavier, whimpering, “Mmm, no… don’t…”
Zhong Yuye was stunned for a moment, not quite catching on at first, his back going rigid against the wall.
Rong Yan didn’t have the time to care about his reaction; while covering his face with her hand, she intensified her panting, “Mmm, stop… I don’t like it…” The footsteps quickly approached their vicinity and seemed to pause.
Like a ‘woman in the midst of an affair’ suddenly hearing a noise, Rong Yan abruptly lifted her head to look at the approaching figure. She blocked him subtly, hastily straightening her clothes while exclaiming nervously, “Who are you guys, what are you doing!”
The tall foreign man said something gibberish into his earpiece, glanced at her, and seemed very displeased as he turned and walked away….