Return to before death

Yan Ran's eyes widened, her small mouth opened, and her throat moved slightly, but she couldn't make a sound.

Damn it, how could she forget that she's already married?

If she were still that innocent little girl, as pure as a blank sheet of paper, perhaps she would still have something to offer, but now she is labeled a "woman".

Sheng Xuanling looked at her expression with amusement, but a strange sense of pity welled up in her heart.

He clenched his fists to banish the strange feeling in his heart, then changed the subject, "However, if you strip naked in front of me and beg me, perhaps I'll take a look."

That's not what he meant at all, but the way he said it made it sound like he was giving alms.

That’s right, it’s alms.

What kind of women hasn't Sheng Xuanling had? Why is he only interested in a woman who has been married for many years?

"Even if every man in the world died, I wouldn't look at someone like you." Yan Ran said through gritted teeth, then walked off the stage without looking back, becoming the subject of the reporters' accounts of fleeing in disarray.

It's clear that Sheng Xuanling won this round decisively.

He stared thoughtfully at Yan Ran's figure, then lifted his foot and chose to chase after her. For a moment, the reporters at the scene had no idea what the two of them were doing.

One second they were at loggerheads, and the other second they seemed to have a very bad relationship.

But the next second, when Yan Ran left, Sheng Xuanling suddenly chased after her. Could there be more to the story?

Indeed, reporters always have the richest imaginations.

"What are you doing here?"

Yan Ran paused slightly. Even without turning around, she could sense someone behind her, and if she wasn't mistaken, it must be Sheng Xuanling.

"Unfortunately, this is the road I'm going to take." He paused, his magnetic voice seeming to draw her closer. "I even suspect you did your research beforehand and deliberately came here to attract my attention, Ranran, didn't you?"

The warm breath tickled her ears, and a strange emotion flashed through her mind.

"I can assume that President Sheng was provoked by my words and came to test whether I am moved by you or not?" Although it was a rhetorical question, she said it with a certain tone, subtly creating some distance and turning around to look at the man.

She admitted that Sheng Xuanling was handsome enough that she couldn't find any fault with him, but unfortunately, she didn't like his personality.

And that almost callous approach.

To achieve one's goals by any means necessary, how is he any different from Zong Zhengqing?

"Obviously, I'm immune to you." Yan Ran said, pausing between each sentence, her intention to sever ties with him was clear.

However, aside from that cooperative relationship, they seem to have no other interaction.

She gave a self-deprecating laugh. Was she just being delusional?

That's true, how could a man like him possibly fall in love with someone?

"Tsk, you really took my kindness for granted." Sheng Xuanling didn't press the matter further and directly stated his purpose, "I'm here to remind you, you stupid woman, to be careful, lest you die one day without even knowing why."

Yan Ran frowned. What was wrong with this person? Why was he cursing her to die?

Before long, her brows relaxed. Even though they had only known each other for a short time, she believed he would never do anything meaningless, spending so much time just to tease her.

Obviously impossible.

"What did you find?" She couldn't think of anything else besides that.

Could it be that there's been some progress in Tangtang's case?

She suppressed her curiosity and pretended to be indifferent, but secretly she couldn't wait for him to tell her.

"Well..." Sheng Xuanling deliberately piqued the woman's curiosity until he saw her expression as if she wanted to pounce on him and tear him to pieces, then he continued, "It depends on your sincerity."

Look at your sister's sincerity!

Yan Ran had waited so long only to receive this one sentence; how could she not be furious?

However, for Tangtang's sake, she suppressed her anger and smiled, "Sheng Xuanling, am I not sincere enough?"

Sheng Xuanling emphasized those three words, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

"You call this sincerity if you don't even have anything to offer?" Sheng Xuanling's question left her speechless.

"Then what do you want!" Yan Ran bluntly tore off the mask.

Sheng Xuanling looked her up and down, then uttered a soft, languid question: "Do you think it's a good idea to have you?"

Good for your size!

"Tch, boring." Sheng Xuanling spat, his usual demeanor completely gone, looking rather roguish.

Yan Ran was slightly taken aback, her gaze falling on him. Having abandoned his cold demeanor, he seemed more energetic and more like a living, breathing person.

"So it's not that hard to get close to him," Yan Ran thought to herself. Although he always made her angry, at least he was no longer as unattainable as before.

"Just tell me what it is, I'm in a hurry." Yan Ran pretended to be about to leave. If she kept listening to him ramble on about this nonsense, her patience would eventually wear off.

"Do you remember when the car suddenly exploded at the last banquet?" Sheng Xuanling stopped teasing her and his face became serious, something he had never done before.

"Yes, I remember." Yan Ran nodded slightly, which was her way of answering his question.

Although the memory lines are divided into several, the fact that the waiter gave him the key at the banquet and the car subsequently exploded remains unchanged.

"I think that after so many changes, that explosion was probably not aimed at me alone." He said his thoughts casually, his tone as indifferent as if he were discussing something trivial rather than a matter of life and death.

What does he mean?

Yan Ran's memories flashed through her mind, and several memories seemed to connect at this moment. But when she tried to grasp something, that feeling disappeared again.

After saving the woman who was about to jump off the building last time, the memory timeline changed again, and Tangtang's death was postponed a little further.

If her appearance can change the past, then can the hatred also change?

Could it be related to this?

“You know that one of the kidnappers you killed back then was his accomplice,” Sheng Xuanling said unhurriedly, not noticing the change in Yan Ran’s expression. “I found out that he returned not long ago with a mission.”

Yan Ran recalled what she saw at the kidnapping scene. The criminals' methods were very skilled, indicating that they were a professional kidnapping gang with powerful backers. Therefore, she was not surprised when she heard that they were there to carry out the mission.

If Sheng Xuanling was saying this specifically to her, then there was no need for it; she thought about it from a deeper perspective.

Is it...

"He's not back on a mission this time!"