Xiang Yami's nest entered the sofa, put down his long hair, pounded his shoulders a few weakly, and looked at the small window for decoration.

The scenery you can see from there are all computer-simulated images. After using fake and real images, it is actually a thick wall. When you go out, it is full of sand, gravel and soil.

This is the underground institute to which the "Fire Flame" belongs, a secret institution far away from the crowd. Most people have never heard of it in their lives, let alone walk in and take a look.

Once upon a time, it was also her dream that she had been thinking about, and she had always regretted that she could not truly join.

She turned over and drilled into the depths of the sofa. She pouted her mouth in depression.

Zhan Chunxuan has not contacted her for seven days. Even if he took the initiative to call her, he would always receive it in the secretary's office at the headquarters.

Jing Yi said that he is not in China at the moment and is uncertain about his return date and does not know what he has done.

If it were in the past, he would have known her wherever he went. No matter how busy he was, he would have to try his best to listen to her voice before he could rest.

Xiang Yami was nourished by this sweet life, and over time, she formed a habit.

It's like a drug that can make people addicted, invading the bone marrow and there is no way to quit.

She couldn't concentrate.

The work that could easily capture her all her attention in the past became boring.

There were still a lot of things, but she didn't want to touch them at all.

Xuan, where did you go?

How could he forget to repay his peace? Don’t let her heart go all the way back?

"Dr. Xiang, Station No. 3 has an external signal connection, the password is correct, the frequency is--" The sweet voice synthesized by the computer sounded in her ears, but she could still hear the dullness in it all at once.

"Xuan?" He jumped up with explosive power, Xiang Yami regained her vitality in an instant and rushed towards the phone.

The moment she connected, she was about to throw away all her longing and grievances, but she heard a strange female voice with a familiarity in her voice, "Dr. Xiang, you've been missing for many years, are you okay?"

"You are?" She stopped and couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Don't remember? No wonder, a woman like you who grew up in the **** is always a little forgetful." After just a few words, she couldn't hide the resentment and hatred in her heart. The memory that penetrated into her bones was like a poisonous snake, spitting out long letters day and night, tortureing her soul.

The strong malice was like a key, pulling out the long forgotten past from the deepest part of the body.

"Liu Rong! You are Liu Rong!!" She was almost immediately sure of her thoughts.

"Did you finally remember it? It's really rare." The voice didn't rise, but her resentment surged because of this code name that she had no longer used.

Xiang Yami's spine turned cold and she didn't want to continue listening, "Do you have something to do? If not, I still have work to do."

Liu Rong sneered several times, "I'm just informing you about one thing. Mr. Zhan is currently visiting my house. Maybe he will never go back. Please don't bother him again."

"What Mr. Zhan? I don't understand what you are talking about."

Xiang Yami doesn't believe it at all. Who else would know her husband's temper better than her?

How could he go to find Liu Rong? Because he personally drove her away from the research department to which "Lieyan" belongs.
Chapter completed!