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Fu Xingchen accidentally knocked his head on his chest.

"Ugh …"

She couldn't help but let out a stuffy groan, only feeling as if a golden star had appeared in front of her eyes.

Tang YiJue furrowed his brows and pulled away from her. His slender hands caressed her forehead as he asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

Hearing his worried tone, Fu Xingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

What was this guy up to? Why did he come to play tricks on her for no reason?

"Duke Tang, what are you playing?"

Fu Xingchen said helplessly.

Tang Yijue looked at her clear starry eyes. He seemed to think of something and finally let out a sigh.

"I'll play?"

Tang Yijue stretched out his hand and ruthlessly ruffled her hair. Then, under her angry glare, he added, "Am I not as gentle as Ershu? Looks like a Death Seeker? "

Fu Xingchen was completely dumbfounded.

He … He … How would he know?

Seeing Fu Xingchen's shocked expression, he unhappily deepened the light in his eyes that were as black as the stars. Then, he released the hands that bound her and walked away.

"To the company!"

Fu Xingchen turned his head and looked at the noble and cold back of Tang YiJue. He couldn't understand how Tang YiJue knew he had such an evaluation of him.

She hadn't said much in private …

"..."

Fu Xingchen sat in the front passenger seat and closed the door. He turned around to see that although Tang Yijue didn't have a straight face, his aura was exceptionally strange.

As the car slowly drove away, Fu Xingchen was hesitating on whether he should apologize, but Tang Yijue suddenly spoke up.

"I'll pick you up after work. Come with me to a place."

"Oh, okay."

Fu Xingchen was still conflicted over the previous question when he suddenly heard Tang Yijue's voice.

When he finally reacted, he looked at Tang YiJue in confusion, "Where to?"

A strange look flashed in Tang Yijue's eyes. He lowered his gaze and said lightly, "You will know when the time comes."

"Mm, got it."

After answering, Fu Xingchen looked curiously at his handsome face again.

What happened just now, it was just like that … Finished?

However, Fu Xingchen didn't feel conflicted. In any case, she didn't care about those who were belittled. Why did she jump into the fire pit herself?

The FC wasn't far from Feng Qiao's villa and they soon arrived. Fu Xingchen opened the door and got off the car. He glanced at Tang Yixiu and was about to leave when a hand grabbed her wrist.

Feeling helpless, Fu Xingchen was forced to turn around and look at Tang YiJue.

"What's the matter with you again?"

He used to be so gentle to her, but after a few days he began to reveal his cruel and dark nature.

He let go of the hand that was restraining her, and pointed a finger at her hair.

"Hair."

"What?" Fu Xingchen's clear starry eyes flashed. Puzzled, he reached out his hand to stroke his hair. His face darkened as he glared at him. "Viscount Tang!"

Fu Xingchen bitterly took off the headband. She did not notice that her hair had already been messed up by Tang Yijie earlier. The headband was even looser.

A hint of a smile appeared in Tang Yijue's indifferent eyes. "You're going to be late."

Fu Xingchen was infuriated, but he could only move his long hair carelessly to the right side of his chest. "Didn't I just say it? Do you really want me to pay for what I did a few years ago? "

A petty man.

Tang Yijue smiled meaningfully. "No, you're always blaming me in your dreams."

Fu Xingchen was stunned.

She quickly understood the hidden meaning behind Tang Yijue's words.

Anyway, she talked in her sleep last night …

And said something bad about him!

No wonder she said how he knew about it!

Fu Xingchen smiled embarrassedly. Then, he looked at his watch and said in surprise, "I'm going to be late soon. I'll see you tonight then."

The best thing to do was to leave …

With that, she immediately left, pretending to run in a hurry.

He watched her disappear into the FC, smirking, then dialed Jason's number.

"Send someone to clean up my villa."

After making the call, Tang Yijue started the engine and left.

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the edge of the window, he couldn't help but smile at the look on the woman's face.

Actually, Tang Yijue was only making use of this opportunity to tease Fu Xingchen.

Last night, when he heard her words in his dreams, he was only slightly surprised. He did not think that the girl at that time had such a deep grudge against him.

Furthermore, it was so deep that it could even compare him to Ershu.

Tang Yijue felt that he was more gentle than Ershu.

That brat from Second Tree clearly only knew how to … Hit someone.

And where did he look like a ghost?