Ah Qi took out the pistol, held it tightly, and slowly opened the door...

She stared inside warily, slowed down and walked in slowly.

"It's me."

A female voice came from inside, very proud and casual.

Ah Qi was stunned. She could tell that it was Zha Jai's voice.

She walked in suspiciously, and saw that the person sitting inside was indeed Zha Yai!

Ah Qi put away the pistol and looked at her in surprise.

At this time, Zha Yai couldn't tell what was different. In short, it just felt strange.

Zha Yai is sitting on the sofa, with his legs crossed. His long black hair is no longer tied up in a ponytail, but is hanging straight. He has a white tight shirt and black trousers, full of the atmosphere of a modern urbanite. He has already seen She doesn't look like the female leader of the tribe at all.

Zha Yai stood there, holding a cigarette between his fingers, smelling faintly of mint.

"What do you want from me?" Ah Qi poured a glass of water and placed it in front of her.

Zha Yai put out his cigarette and looked up at her, "S and I are together."

Ah Qi frowned, "You came to me just to talk about this? But, what does this have to do with me?"

Zha Yai stood up: "I just want to tell you, there is no other meaning."

She said no more, and was about to walk to the door, but Ah Qi stopped her: "Zhaya, thank you for that time at Cardamom Mountain. However, you should stop treating me as an imaginary enemy. I don't care about you." Whether we are together or not, whether you want to marry him or not, that has nothing to do with me."

Taking a few steps forward, she said, "I really hope I can make you a friend."

Zha Yai has always been lukewarm towards her. If it weren't for S, she would never have interacted with her.

Zha Yai did not look back, but said calmly: "What you said is impossible."

After saying that, she opened the door and left.

Ah Qi stood there, frowning, chewing on her words.

…

Tonight is Julie's cocktail party, and Ah Qi received a gift from J, a custom-made dress.

For the people in the operations department, their outfits are always the best, and no mistakes are allowed in such small details.

When I went downstairs, there was already a car parked there.

Knowing that J sent someone to pick her up, Ah Qi calmly got into the car.

Before she could say anything, the driver started the car.

Ah Qi would take out her makeup mirror from time to time and check her makeup carefully. The eyes of those ladies and ladies from the upper class were more sinister than the other. If she wanted to join their ranks, she had to appear in the most perfect posture.

In addition, she will not forget the important person tonight, the war general.

Ah Qi still vividly remembers the scene at Cardamom Mountain. She really hates this man to death! Therefore, she must complete the task, which can be regarded as revenge for her own shooting!

While the car was driving, the driver glanced in the rearview mirror from time to time.

At first, Ah Qi didn't pay attention, but she gradually raised her eyebrows, raised her head and looked directly at him, and asked directly: "Which group are you in?"

When the other party didn't answer, Ah Qi felt alert and had already quietly reached for her handbag, where a small pistol was hidden.

Just when the car stopped at a red light, the man turned his head little by little.

It was a completely unfamiliar face, but the way he stared at her always had the illusion of déjà vu.

"you……"

The man touched his face with his hand, and a hint of ridicule escaped from his tone: "Why, you can't recognize me if you change your face?"

s?!

Ah Qi exclaimed: "s! Why are you here?"

"I told you, I will go with you."

"But...but where is the person who originally picked me up?"

S pointed towards the trunk: "I'm sleeping there."

"You...killed him?!"

S turned his head and rolled his eyes at her: "Killing someone is very expensive."

Knowing that he didn't kill that person, Ah Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you just want to sneak in like this?" she asked.

"Just say, I am your dance partner." He replied matter-of-factly, not caring about her opinion at all.

She glanced at her mouth seven times and asked, as if to deliberately embarrass him: "Dance partner? Do you know how to dance?"

It's quite interesting to say that he wields a knife and a gun.

"It seems that you have been in the operations department for so long in vain."

"What's the meaning?"

"As an intelligence officer, these are all necessary skills. Just dancing requires you to learn more than a dozen."

"You want to learn so much?" Ah Qi glanced at him up and down, feeling disrespectful.

At this time, S asked: "Do you have a tracking device on you?"

Ah Qi nodded and replied truthfully: "Yes."

"Throw it away."

Ah Qi was stunned: "Why?"

"With Jue Zhan here, it's best not to use any tricks. The little things you have on you are not enough for him to search."

Ah Qi thought for a while, but took out the tracker from her handbag, hesitated, and threw it on the street.

S is the number one intelligence officer in Bureau 7. She has also heard of his great achievements, and there should be nothing wrong with listening to his words.

The car drove all the way, and since the reception was held at Julie's farm, which was in a remote location and the distance was long, S rarely spoke during this drive.

The atmosphere in the car was silent for a moment.

Ah Qi looked back from outside the car, looked at him, and pretended not to care and said, "Zha Yai came to see me a few days ago."

"I know." he replied.

"You know?"

"...I found out afterwards."

"oh."

Since she knows, and presumably should know, the content of their conversation, she doesn't need to say anything more.

In fact, what she wanted to ask was whether what Zha Yai said was true? However, when the words came to her lips, she could not ask the question.

She didn't know from what standpoint she was asking the question. If she said it was purely to satisfy her curiosity, even she wouldn't believe it.

At this moment, he suddenly said: "Although it was not my original intention, she saved my life."

Ah Qi was stunned and frowned: "What happened?"

"Hunted."

He spoke in an understatement, as if such a thing was just a common occurrence.

Ah Qi blurted out: "Then you and her..." She paused again and did not ask any more questions. Her eyes slowly darkened. Her chest felt clogged again, so she pressed down the car window to let in the cold night wind.

"I don't like to owe others favors, especially this life..." He drove the car and said slowly: "At that time, she only had one request."

Ah Qi turned her head and looked at him: "Let you marry her?"

S shrugged, as if he didn't think such a request was difficult.

Ah Qi lowered her eyes again and wanted to smile, but there was a slightly bitter curve on her lips, "I know."

I want to say congratulations, but I really can't.

The car drove from the straight and spacious road to a dirt road, S said seriously: "We are almost there."

Putting away her inexplicably disturbed heart, Ah Qi cheered up and ignored the awkward emotions in her heart. Now everything must be focused on the task.

"After entering, don't be nervous, especially when facing a battle." S warned lightly.

"I know."

The manor was very large, with acres of vineyards in front of it. As the car slowly drove in, someone guided them and stopped in front of a villa.

S got out of the car, opened her door, looked at her with a smile, lowered his voice and said, "If you feel something is wrong, just leave first."

"I'm not that spineless!"

Ah Qi got out of the car, and S stood beside her and stretched out her hand. Ah Qi looked at it and didn't know why.

S patiently said with a bit of gritted teeth, "Hand on."
To be continued...