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Shen Du was in a state of panic all night until the sky turned white. He fell asleep only after he could no longer endure the double torture of body and mind.

At dawn, the villa area was still cold and quiet.

Shi Qing had a good night's sleep. When she woke up, she saw the man's half-exposed chest, with clear ravines and firm muscles. His chin rested on her head. If she tilted her head slightly, she could see his sexy Adam's apple.

After a moment's silence, she pushed away the arm on her waist and sat up.

The man was sleeping soundly, and seemed to be having a nightmare, with his brows furrowed in anxiety.

Shi Qing stared at his face expressionlessly for a long time, then quietly changed her clothes and walked out of the room.

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After an unknown amount of time, Shen Du slowly woke up and looked aside as usual, but found nothing.

Drowsiness and sleepiness disappeared in an instant. He sat up abruptly and looked around. Shi Qing's shoes and cell phone were gone.

It was like a blow to the head, and his mind went blank for a moment.

After realizing what was happening, I quickly put on my slippers and ran out. I went to the living room, balcony, garden... but there was no familiar figure anywhere.

"Mr. Shen, what are you looking for? Do you need help?"

Hearing his crackling noise, the servant came out of the kitchen, looking confused.

"Qingqing, where is Qingqing?" Shen Du didn't bother to maintain his elegant demeanor, his anxious face showed a bit of embarrassment.

"Are you talking about Miss Xie? She just went to the garden and said she wanted to take a walk. Eh, Mr. Shen——"

Shen Du didn't listen any further. He thought of something, walked up the stairs to the third floor and turned on the surveillance.

In the high-definition picture, a woman in a simple long dress calmly changed her shoes, picked up only a mobile phone and walked straight out the door.

When she was about to reach the gate, she suddenly turned around, raised her chin slightly towards the location of the surveillance camera, raised the corners of her eyes, and showed a blatant contemptuous smile.

She really remembered.

I shouldn't have been soft-hearted last night.

He clenched his fist and slammed it suddenly on the table.

Shen Du's expression changed constantly, and emotions such as panic and fear accumulated in his eyes, converging into a bottomless black.

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Although Shen Du secretly tried to stop her from leaving the villa, there were still many phone cards and bank cards in her mobile phone.

Shi Qing spent his money without any regrets and bought all the most expensive clothes and bags.

After changing into a comfortable outfit, Shi Qing booked a plane ticket out of boredom. When she was about to take a taxi to the airport, a luxurious black car stopped in front of her.

The car door opened and Shen Du walked towards her wearing his golden mask again.

"Qingqing, come back with me, okay?" He flattered her carefully, eagerly waiting for her response.

Shi Qing crossed his arms and looked at him coldly, "Not good."

"Qingqing." Shen Du wanted to reach out his hand, but she dodged him.

His hand froze in mid-air, his face changed slightly, and his half-closed eyelashes fluttered like a fan. "You remember everything, don't you?"

"Isn't this obvious?" Shi Qing had a blank expression on her face, and her red lips curled up in a mocking arc, "I didn't know you were so capable. Should I call you Shen Du or Demon Lord Jingrong?"

She deliberately emphasized the last four words, and her tone was as cold as ice.

Jingrong had expected this situation. His expression remained unchanged, with a faint smile on his thin lips.

"You still remember that there is a debt between us that has not been settled yet. Maybe we need to talk somewhere else now."

The two men, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, stood facing each other on the street like a quarreling couple, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Shi Qing snorted and sat in the back seat reluctantly.

Jingrong sat next to her and told the driver in front to drive back to the villa.

An hour later, he opened the car door and extended his hand to Shi Qing like a gentleman.

He glanced at him suspiciously quickly, but Shi Qing ignored it and walked straight past him.

His expression of shock remained unchanged as he took a few steps to catch up, keeping a distance between them. His well-mannered and gentle appearance was completely different from the impression of the arrogant and powerful Demon Lord.

The two of them sat down in the living room, and Jingrong walked into the kitchen without paying attention, bringing two cups of tea and a piece of fragrant cake.

"Your favorite jasmine snow tea goes perfectly with the freshly baked mille-feuille."

As usual, he looked at her with a smile on his face.

Shi Qing glanced at it but did nothing.

"At this point, you don't have to hide anything."

Jingrong obediently took off the mask, revealing the angular face he had seen in the morning.

"I'm curious. If you chose to wear a mask simply because you were afraid of being recognized, it's understandable. But you're so powerful, and it's not difficult for you to disguise yourself. But why did you change your face in the first place? Aren't you afraid that I'll be scared away?"

That face, covered in scars and completely disfigured, was enough to make one feel uneasy at first sight.

Jingrong slowly picked up the cup on the table and asked, "Are you scared?"

Shi Qing shook his head. "It just feels familiar. I think I've seen it somewhere before, but it's too badly damaged to be distinguishable."

"If you can't remember, there's no need to think about it anymore." He put the cup to his lips and took a sip.

The milky aroma of the cake filled the air. Shi Qing took a silent look at it without moving.

"You don't want to eat it, do you not like it or are you afraid that I'll poison it?"

Noticing her micro-expression, he looked up in surprise at the other cup of jasmine snow tea that was neglected.

Shi Qing resisted the temptation and said coldly: "If you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't waste any more time. Why did you go to so much trouble to come here?"

"If I say it's for you, do you believe it?"

He met her gaze with surprise, and his deep eyes were filled with darkness, as if a mysterious undercurrent was about to draw her in.

Shi Qing turned her head away reflexively. Thinking of something, she asked, "Is it about the bet?"

The man said nothing.

"The debt you just mentioned, is it the life I owe you?"

"Do you think so?" The tone was so calm that it was almost weird.

Shi Qing was silent for a moment. When she raised her eyes slightly, she met his burning eyes. She was like a wild beast lurking in the darkness of the forest, staring straight at its prey.

This made Shi Qing recall the time when he was blind.

There is always a strong burning feeling behind you.

Shi Qing felt an inexplicable panic in his heart and subconsciously wanted to find something to dispel the discomfort. He picked up the snow tea on the table and took a sip.

He lowered his eyes calmly in shock, and a deep and attractive voice reached his ears.

"After you left, I tried various methods to summon your soul, but without exception, all failed. There is not a single trace of your soul in the world.

"Sometimes I would think that you might be a deity who came down to earth to transcend tribulations, and you will leave after completing your mission. Or maybe you are just an illusion I created in the magic prison array, just like Lin Zhou.

Until one day, I encountered something very interesting. ”

At this point, a gleam of light appeared in his deep eyes, and he casually handed her the exquisite and lovely little cake.

"A boy dressed in black once came to me carrying a dead body."

Shi Qing suddenly raised her head, took the cake in a daze, and waited for his next words with a slightly tense expression.

"If I remember correctly, that man's name is Wu Ji, and the body he asked me to save was Yue Qing."

His voice gradually lowered, and his tone was like the deep affection between lovers.

"You are Yue Qing, right?"

He approached suddenly, his eyes were as deep as a snake, and his dark purple pupils were flashing with an unknown light.

"Yes."

When things came to this point, Shi Qing simply admitted it openly, "But, what does it matter?"

She asked the question in a very righteous manner, without any guilt or remorse.

The jealousy and resentment suppressed deep inside were instantly ignited.

Jingrong pressed forward without saying a word, and Shi Qing was caught off guard and was suddenly thrown onto the sofa by him, with the cake in his hand falling.

"what you do!"

He went crazy for no apparent reason, causing some sticky cream to get on his face, which immediately displeased Shi Qing.