"Oh" Mu Nianqing straightened up and smiled softly, "Thank you for keeping it."
“You’re welcome, it’s just a little effort”
"Do you plan to return the property to its original owner?"
"Of course, I just haven't found the opportunity yet" Yingzhen chuckled.
"As a souvenir, I already have a new ID card"
"I don't think it has any value in keeping, but since you've given up on it, I think I can throw it in the trash."
Mu Nianqing looked at her deeply and said meaningfully: "Do you know the consequences of throwing Mr. Mu's ID card into the trash can?"
"Do you still care about the whereabouts of things you no longer want?" Ying Zhen smiled calmly.
Mu Nianqing was speechless for a moment, then turned around and said: "What do you call it?"
"The name I mentioned may not be true."
"Even if it's fake, it's still a code name. It's impolite to call a young lady like that."
Ying Zhen's eyes flashed with a cunning light. She came close to Mu Nianqing's face and whispered: "But I don't want to leave any clues for you to find."
After saying that, her arms were as nimble as snakes, and she suddenly slipped out of Mu Nianqing's hand and rushed out of the dance floor like a flowing shadow. The people around her didn't know what was going on, but she had already rushed down the mysterious staircase.
Mu Nianqing's bodyguard subconsciously chased her. Yingzhen hung up on a cable, like a swing, and landed on the deck. Before the guarding bodyguard could recover, she rushed to the shore like a gust of wind.
The bodyguard behind him raised his pistol, but he heard Mu Nianqing yell: "No shooting, no chasing."
Everyone watched helplessly as Yingzhen drove away in a Ferrari.
Mu Nianqing's eyes gradually became darker.
There will be no earth-shaking changes in appearance between the age of fourteen and the age of twenty-two. If you miss that person deeply all the time, she will be fresh in your memory forever.
So, what if she is twenty or thirty years old when she appears in front of you? She will never admit her mistake.
What's more, those soul-stirring eyes had deeply attracted everyone eight years ago.
But why was the way she looked at him so light and unfamiliar? Like a doll whose heart had been ripped out.
Is she really her, or are there two people in this world who are so similar and not related by blood?
Mu Nianqing smiled resolutely and whispered to herself: "I know it's you."
There will never be another pair of your eyes in the world!