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His voice was steady and powerful, and after speaking, he strode away with purpose. Jiang Jie watched him walk away, his back straight, filled with confusion. He didn’t seem to be forcing himself; could it be that his injury had healed? But how could he recover so quickly?
Tan Ming followed him, and Qi Qiuluo closely trailed behind. Xu Le stood downstairs, watching Qi Qiuluo's retreating figure, a vague feeling stirring within him that his two companions were about to discover something related to him. But what exactly was it? He pondered deeply, yet found no clues.
After a nap, Tan Ming woke up and checked the time—there were still four hours left. He gently turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the sprawled figures of those who had fallen asleep around him, then he quietly got up.
Just as he stood up, Qi Qiuluo beside him also woke up. However, he did not open his eyes; instead, he was paying attention to Tan Ming's movements.
Tan Ming went downstairs, but the area below was deserted after the fire had burned through. He entered the kitchen and approached the spot where Xu Le and Li Jianping had collapsed, slowly closing his eyes as the Red Card in his hand flickered with a faint light.
It was useless. Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, laced with a hint of laziness.
It was Qi Qiuluo.
Tan Ming slowly opened his eyes. A system prompt echoed in his mind, informing him that this scene could not be retraced. The only reason for such a situation was that the scene had been interfered with by another messenger.
Qi Qiuluo hadn’t guessed wrong; Tan Ming had indeed come here to retrace the scene. Unfortunately,
Tan Ming's gaze fixed intently on Qi Qiuluo, his eyes questioning: What do you know?
A mocking smile appeared on Qi Qiuluo's face, filled with derision and disdain. He approached Tan Ming slowly until he was close enough to whisper in his ear: What do I know? I know everything you want to know.
Tan Ming’s eyes quickly scanned him, filled with scrutiny and inquiry.
Qi Qiuluo smirked and said: However, I won’t tell you.
You don’t believe me. Tan Ming’s tone was firm and certain, his brows slightly furrowed.
Qi Qiuluo let out a cold laugh, full of mockery. He widened his eyes and raised his voice: Believe you? Yan Qing trusted you; what happened? Didn’t he just watch as Yan Qing was driven out?
I thought you actually cared for Yan Qing; luckily for you, Yan Qing doesn’t feel anything for you either.
Qi Qiuluo knew right away that Tan Ming was like him. Tan Ming had never hidden his orientation from anyone. Initially, when he saw how close Yan Qing and Tan Ming were, he thought they might be a couple, especially since they shared a bed after dinner. Tan Ming's expression was clearly uncomfortable and not at ease.
This sparked a mischievous thought in him. Yan Qing seemed to take it well, merely surprised. However, Tan Ming looked furious, as if his secret had been exposed. He even locked Qi Qiuluo in a small dark room, a stark contrast to his usual calm and rational demeanor.
To Qi Qiuluo, Tan Ming's reaction felt more like a cover-up. It wasn't until Tan Ming asked Yan Qing to leave the restaurant that he realized Tan Ming might not be as fond of Yan Qing as he appeared, and their relationship might not be as solid as it seemed.
"Yan Qing will be fine," Tan Ming said.
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