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Xuan Ni looked at the rearview mirror.

Murong Shaoyang took off his sunglasses. At this time, the carriage entered a secret passage, the expression on his face could not be seen.

"Should I call you Murong Shaoyang, or Young Master Murong?"

Murong Shaoyang smiled and turned to the second page, and asked: Is there any difference?

"Naturally, after you saw your stepmother's true appearance, you slowly distanced yourself from the Murong Family. Finally, you changed your surname as well, so it can be said that the name Murong and the person with the Murong Family were nightmares that you didn't want anyone to speak of that had anything to do with you or with yourself."

Murong Shaoyang sneered, "Then you're wrong. They have no enmity with me, so I don't need to treat them like this. Don't speak nonsense, I want to get along with my family."

"You recognized me long ago, didn't you? Mr. Murong Shaoyang, the person who accepted your mission back then, was able to remain so calm after watching your mother's murderer everyday, it's truly rare. " The man's voice sounded slightly mocking as he realized that he was just as indifferent as before when his identity had been seen through.

Murong Shaoyang held onto the paper, and asked stiffly, "What exactly do you want to express?"

"Don't get me wrong. I'm just here to get back what belongs to the coffee shop." His voice suddenly became gentle, giving off the impression that it was just an ordinary conversation.

"I don't know what coffee shop." Murong Shaoyang tried his best to see the expression on his face so that he could guess what he was thinking about at the moment. Unfortunately, the interior of the carriage was too dark, and the outline of his face was flickering, let alone see his facial expression. Suddenly, Murong Shaoyang felt that he was looking at him, like a thief caught by the cat, anxiously turning his gaze towards outside the window, pretending to be confused.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly, "I see people like you who pretend to be stupid quite a bit, but without exception, all of them are putting their lives on the line. I think that this is the second time, and I don't hope that there won't be a third time as well."

Murong Shaoyang turned his head slightly to look at the man beside him and asked seriously, "What did my stepmother give you guys as a wager?"

His sudden question made Murong Shaoyang a little stunned, but he still opened his mouth to tell Murong Shaoyang.

He remembered that night when the guards at the entrance received orders from the higher-ups to close the door of the coffee shop.

Suddenly, a taxi sped through the rain and stopped in front of the startled guard, "Sir, an unknown person has entered the coffee shop."

The other side pondered for a moment, then a man with a deep voice said. "Get him up here."

Just as he finished speaking, Murong Shaoyang tumbled down from the car. The driver of the taxi was also someone who did not want to cause trouble, so he left him and quickly disappeared.

Murong Shaoyang struggled on the ground for a while before he finally stood up, swaying step by step. In reality, he had walked for almost two minutes before getting off the carriage, not far from the coffee shop's entrance. The guard at the door could not bear to watch any longer, so he reached out his hand and pulled Murong Shaoyang, who had just gotten into the stairway leading to the front door with much difficulty.

Waiting until there was light, the guard could clearly see Murong Shaoyang's appearance, which was still childish. Murong Shaoyang's face was filled with fear, with a bit of hatred that brought along some dirt he had rubbed on his body when he fell down. His clothes looked expensive, but they were slightly faded, and among the slippers he casually put on his feet, no one knew why, but at this time, there was only one left.

The guard immediately understood what the old man meant. He cleared his throat and said, "Welcome to the coffee shop." After tidying up his clothes, he bent his body and made a gesture of invitation towards the inside of the coffee shop.

Murong Shaoyang was startled, upon entering, he immediately ran upstairs after closing the door.

The elevator quickly reached the top floor. Murong Shaoyang pushed open the door and rushed in. The office did not have any lights on, so by relying on the flashing lightning that passed through the huge window and brought in light from time to time, Murong Shaoyang could still see clearly …

The appearance of this rumored coffee shop's main body.

With luxurious posturing and a huge area of land, a few men dressed entirely in black walked in front of him. Murong Shaoyang subconsciously moved to give way to them, but he was circle by those men and left.

"They have their own eyes and don't need to be given." The man behind the desk said coldly. Murong Shaoyang turned his gaze towards him and moved closer to him. He stood in front of the desk and slapped his hands on the table to support his body.

"I have something that I need your help with."

"This is the attitude of seeking help from others." The old man unhurriedly opened a drawer and took out a cigar. The person beside him lit the cigar and retreated into the darkness.

Murong Shaoyang looked at the place that the person just left and actually did not see any signs. He took a step back in fear.

The old man laughed out loud as he puffed out a mouthful of smoke to cover his face. Murong Shaoyang could not see the expression on his face, but he could feel the oppressing feeling coming from his body.

"Mr. Murong Shaoyang, you are our target right now, you dare to support my desk while walking in here arrogantly, you are truly bold!"

"Your target?" Murong Shaoyang looked at both sides of the road, feeling more and more pressured, until he finally realised that a group of people had gathered beside him.

The group of black-clothed men who should have gone out just now returned to his side.

At this moment, not a single one of them wasn't glaring at him like a tiger eyeing its prey.

Lightning and thunder were striking outside the window, and the moment the old man finished speaking, there was a sudden flash of lightning, causing the old man's face, which had appeared out of nowhere, to be illuminated very clearly.

A sense of fear began to spread from the bottom of Murong Shaoyang's heart, and his entire body was covered with an uneasy aura.

That was the prelude to death.

Murong Shaoyang's heart turned cold, he never thought that there would actually be someone who was faster than him by a step.

He began to regret why he didn't believe what Mister had said. He had to keep believing that woman's lies, but it was too late now …

The old man looked at the terrified Murong Shaoyang in front of him and flicked a smoke ring towards the subordinate beside him.

Murong Shaoyang closed the account book and placed it on the carriage as he asked the man beside him, "There's a question that puzzled me for a long time, why would you two accept missions to kill each other in succession? This doesn't make sense. "

The man smiled, adjusted his suit and asked, "Who has enmity with money?" Murong Shaoyang also laughed, "You think I would believe such an explanation? No one has a grudge with money, but there must be another reason besides money, right? "

"No wonder the old mister betrayed the rules set by the coffee shop when he was willing to pick you. Other than you, there were also exceptions, but only you."

Murong Shaoyang laughed, "Oh? "Is that so?"

The car slowly turned back to the outside of the shop, and Xuan Ni came down to open the door for Murong Shaoyang.

Murong Shaoyang got off the carriage and looked back at the man inside.

"She's already dead, and the child was taken away by the gay man. She doesn't owe us anything, but you, Mr. Murong Shaoyang, please don't forget about our deal." Murong Shaoyang reached out to close the door, signalling for Xuan Ni to close the door.

Murong Shaoyang looked at the car that was flying far away, when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder by the man behind him.

The female boss passed over a thick envelope, leaned over and rubbed Murong Shaoyang's arm, "How is it? Do you know those two handsome gentlemen? " Murong Shaoyang did not answer but took out a book from his pocket and carefully wrote down the amount of pay.

The Lady Boss saw that he didn't answer her, so she put in all her energy and started to pester him, "Hurry up and answer me!" I already gave you a salary increase, but you still haven't told me that you really don't have any sense of loyalty at all, hmph. "

Murong Shaoyang looked at her and asked coldly, "How much?"

"How much?" How much did you secretly raise your salary? "

"Aiya, I said, do you want to do this? Do I treat you well every day? Besides, what's the use of keeping those two men? Foundation? I don't think the two handsome gentlemen are that type. " The Lady Boss had a suspicious look in her eyes as she crossed her arms and sized him up, "It can't be you, right? I can't tell. "

Murong Shaoyang rolled his eyes at her, took out a third of his salary and threw it onto her body. Then, taking advantage of the Lady Boss's stupefied look, he quickly went into the shop to pack up and take his things. When he passed by the Lady Boss, he whispered to his, "I advise you to stay away from them, you can't offend them, and you can't love them either."

He walked quickly to the highway. A car was parked in front of him, and the driver stuck his head out the window and asked, "How many at a time?" Murong Shaoyang raised his finger and lit up a number.

The driver nodded his head as if he was satisfied, then pointed to the back of the car, indicating for Murong Shaoyang to get on.

Mu Jinxi looked at the breakfast on the table and was truly speechless. From that day on, not only did Murong Shaoyang not listen to her advice and obediently stopped buying breakfast, he became even more diligent, buying all kinds of delicious foods every day. As long as they were famous and hard to buy, he would buy all of them every single time.

Ye Zichen glanced at his colleague, who was sleeping soundly beside him, then picked up his breakfast, which was about to be thrown down the trash can when someone suddenly grabbed his arm. "What?!" She turned her head to see that it was Murong Shaoyang, and her voice slowly lowered.

"No matter what, it's a gift from someone else. You should take it well, otherwise, you can treat it as a free gift. Don't waste it." Mu Jinxi was stunned. Did she remember wrongly? The moment Murong Shaoyang appeared, it was as if he had an irreconcilable grudge with Murong Shaoyang, why did this cold faced man suddenly help him? Furthermore, when he said these words, his expression was so serious that it was hard for others to see through his flaws.

Mu Jinxi lifted her hand and pinched her own flesh, confirming that she was not dreaming. She opened her mouth to say something to Murong Shaoyang. I'm talking about you. "

Murong Shaoyang took the breakfast from her hands and walked back to her seat to place it on the table. Mu Jinxi followed and picked up the breakfast again, but she was about to throw it away.

The two of them stayed in a deadlock until his colleague's shoulder moved. Not long later, Murong Shaoyang raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him who were in a deadlock, and asked curiously, "What happened?"

"You still have the nerve to ask? Who do you think you are, to actually have Murong Shaoyang speak up for you? In the future, don't buy breakfast for me anymore!? "

"Right." Murong Shaoyang caught his off guard and said something that made Mu Jinxi feel like he had returned back to normal. He didn't expect that his next sentence nearly made her vomit blood.

"If you want to buy it, don't buy it so expensive."

Mu Jinxi glared at him, wanting to kill him.

"Aren't I afraid of offending little Sumire?" Murong Shaoyang scratched his head and said with a smile.

Murong Shaoyang lifted his glasses and giggled bashfully, "It's really hard to guess what a girl's thoughts are."

Murong Shaoyang patted his shoulder as if they understood each other. The two of them seemed to have reached an agreement and started to chat.

Especially those words that Murong Shaoyang had said 'little coran', it was simply...

Mu Jinxi took a deep breath, and finally calmed herself down from the bad feeling, and suddenly remembered that there was a person who called him that.

Murong Shaoyang.

Mu Jinxi carefully sized up Murong Shaoyang's profile. Speaking of which, when she took a closer look, the two of them looked really similar.