In the darkness, there was only a vague outline of a profile.

Ling Ziyue's mind went blank.

Five years of longing had already piled up into a huge spider web, entangling him in the center.

At this moment, Ye Ningyu's goal was achieved.

Ye Ningyu took the cigarette, turned around and found a half-fallen concrete step to sit down, and continued to smoke.

Ling Zi followed her like a man possessed. Under the moonlight, the beautiful profile of the woman fascinated him.

Ye Ningyu knew that the burning gaze had never left her.

She tried her best to steady her mind, and tried her best to keep the hand holding the cigarette from shaking, so that she looked more at ease.

I just didn't expect that Ling Ziyue's next move would come so quickly.

She could feel the cold breath invading quietly, the scent of a man.

Her palms began to feel hot involuntarily, and she even felt nervous and wanted to scream loudly in her heart.

Fortunately, the hazy night covered her current shame.

"Where did this scar come from?"

No matter how close the distance was, Ling Ziyue did not make any extraordinary move.

He quickly sat back and Leng Bingbing asked another question.

Ye Ningyu finally felt relieved, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Getting along with Ling Ziyue was really not an easy task.

"Oh, I accidentally fell it when I was in Laozhai."

It's just a lie. If it is a plastic surgery incision, then everything will be exposed.

"oh."

Ling Ziyue just responded faintly, and his emotions could not be heard.

Ye Ningyu couldn't tell whether this matter was fooled or not.

This also reminds her that she must always be vigilant when she is with this man. He is not like someone who is easily carried away by emotions.

After sitting in silence for a while, Ye Ningyu was mentally calculating the next step, but Ling Ziyue found out with his conscience.

"Go back early. Thank you for today."

"Come to my office to report on time at seven o'clock tomorrow."

Ye Ningyu casually took out his mobile phone from his pocket and held it in front of his eyes. The screen lit up and the time clearly displayed on it was 1:30 in the morning.

Haha, it's so late, let her rush back from this remote place alone, and she has to rush to work early tomorrow morning.

In Laozhai, she was not afraid of walking through the hail of bullets or being caught by leaders of other organizations and being tortured. The only thing she was afraid of was getting up early.

Not being able to sleep is really worse than killing her.

She began to regret taking on this mission, not to mention changing her appearance, the sacrifice was too great.

"Mr. Ling, I wish you good night."

She stood up, coolly smoked the cigarette until there was only a little bit left, found a hard marble countertop, and gently crushed it out.

There are already more than 10,000 curse words in my heart.

The more Ling Zi watched the back gradually blurring, he quickly stood up, took out a small cartoon strawberry bear handkerchief from his pocket, walked to the position of the extinguished cigarette butt that he had noticed just now, and put the

He slowly wrapped the cigarette butt in a small handkerchief that he originally carried with him to wipe his daughter's tears and face, and then stuffed it into his windbreaker pocket.

Then, he took out his cell phone and after two beeps, the voice on the other end sounded a little tired.

"Hello?"

"Xiao Duan, I have new clues about Han Muxue's disappearance."

Five years have passed, and Xiao Duan has firmly taken the position of team leader. But out of habit, Ling Ziyue still can't change his calling him Team Duan.

"Okay, then you can send it over now. I'll wait for you in the city bureau office."

Xiao Duan is also familiar with Ling Ziyue's temperament. This guy always has a clue and must figure it out that night, otherwise he will never give up.

It was early the next morning, a busy Monday.

Sister Hong, Li Qihong wore sunglasses and eight-centimeter red-soled limited-edition high-heeled shoes. She walked into the office building of Ling's Pictures and passed through the revolving door. She enjoyed meeting the employees along the way and greeted her respectfully. This was her day's work.

The most fulfilling few dozen seconds, but today, there were far fewer compliments in her ears.

She deliberately stepped on the high heels a little harder, but no one paid attention. When she took off her sunglasses, she noticed that a group of people not far away had three layers outside and three layers around them, surrounding the ring-shaped one in the middle.

In the big flower bed, people were whispering, not knowing what they were looking at.

"What's going on? You didn't go to work very early in the morning. What are you reading?"

She angrily pushed through the crowd, and finally pushed through the crowd. When she reached the innermost floor, she suddenly saw a person lying sprawled on the side of the flower bed. He covered his upper body and even his face with an old-looking denim jacket.

Like the kind of homeless man who has been living on the streets for a long time and can find a place to sleep anywhere.

"What the hell, what kind of place is our Ling's Pictures? All kinds of cats and dogs can come in and sleep? Is this a slum?"

Sister Hong's good mood early in the morning had gone to waste. She was so angry and disgusted with being dirty that she was so entangled that she kicked her slightly with her foot. She was surprised that the other party didn't wake up.

"Hey, get up, get up, this is not the place for you to sleep, you have to go out to sleep, do you hear me?"

"Get up!"

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Sister Hong became even more angry and was about to kick him hard. The "beggar" who was sleeping with his head covered suddenly sat up straight. This frightened the onlookers so much that they all started to panic.

Shouting and retreating together.

"Go to work? Is it seven o'clock?"

The denim jacket slipped off, revealing her breathless face. It was Ye Ningyu who had rolled in and slept here all night.

In order to be punctual, the best way she could think of was to "wait and wait".

Of course, the story of the strange intruder last night is also indispensable.

To a certain extent, this place is much safer for Ye Ningyu than that basement.

People are coming and going outside, and there are surveillance cameras.

But this kind of thing, which she thought was very cost-effective and normal, became big news in Ling's Pictures on her first day of employment.

Especially after Sister Hong took a closer look at her face, which was exactly the same as Han Muxue's, her screams soared to the sky, piercing everyone's eardrums.

"Xue'er, come back!!!"

"Great, Xueer, you are finally back!!"

She threw away the sunglasses she had been holding in her hand and didn't want her bag either. Instead, she hugged Ye Ningyu tightly and cried so much that the makeup she had put on for more than two hours that morning was all gone and her eyeliner was all gone.

Dark circles.

"Zi Yue hasn't seen you yet, has he? Come on, I'll take you to see him. He must be crazy happy to see you back after five years!"

As she spoke, Sister Hong held her arm affectionately. She didn't even care about her own things on the floor, and happily pulled Ye Ningyu up to her office.

"Actually, you got the wrong person."

Ye Ningyu took the trouble to explain.

"My name is Ye Ningyu. I have been living in Laozhai. I have never been to C City."

"Besides, Mr. Ling has met me. I am now his assistant. Today is my first day at work."

"Are you his assistant?"

Sister Hong was surprised.

Doesn’t Ling Ziyue already have an excellent special assistant like Li Jiaming?

Do you need to find another one?

However, looking at Ye Ningyu's face, she still felt it was unreal.
Chapter completed!