I think my luck is turning around.

This powerful figure couldn't hide his joy. Now that he knew, he should prepare properly!

"Thank you, miss, I understand."

The person opposite stood up, preparing to leave, but before leaving, they still arranged for their guards to bring over a lot of things. These things were all stuffed into An Ge's room, with several large boxes taking up most of the space.

The room, already pitifully small, now seemed even smaller. An Ge didn't seem excited looking at it; perhaps it was because of her spiritual abundance that she didn't care so much about material conditions.

In other words, she believes that she already has sufficient material conditions, and now she cares more about her mental state.

An Ge stopped looking at these things and left the room, heading straight to the front hall. It was still deserted there. An Ge grabbed some food from the kitchen and hid in a corner.

Since that powerful figure left, the music hall has stopped opening its doors to customers. The front hall is now in its closed-off state, even though it's clearly not noon yet!

She huddled in her corner, the doors and windows tightly shut, making the light even dimmer. Only slivers of light pierced through the gaps, preventing the corner from feeling too dark.

An Ge took a bite of radish, the crisp sound so clear in the quiet front hall. But this front hall shouldn't be this quiet! One can always hear people passing by on the street!

What's going on? An Ge noticed something was wrong, but she had no clues to expose this illogical scene.

She stood up and walked to the door, but the doors and windows were tightly shut and she couldn't open them no matter what she tried. She tried pushing the door open, but it wouldn't budge. She tried pulling it open, but that didn't work either.

Then just smash it all, smash everything haphazardly. But isn't the door in the back open? An Ge turned around and looked at the source of the light; it was a fatal attraction!

An Ge walked over there, stepped out the door, and the light illuminated the entire environment. She ran to her room, and the moment she entered, she saw the person lying on the bed; that person was lying there.

"Lin Jingqing! What are you doing here?"

An Ge looked at Lin Jingqing lying motionless on the bed and felt a little scared. But what was going on?

The things that person had just brought were still there, and An Ge suddenly remembered something.

"Mu'an!"

"Mu'an!"

An Ge really did shout out, but there was no response. That shouldn't be the case! No matter what, Mu An would give her a response, no matter what, she had to make a sound to prove that she was online.

But something was wrong the next second. It felt different. There was nothing in An Ge's hand at the moment, so why did it feel so strange?

"What's going on? Something's not right here."

An Ge looked around at her surroundings, lost in thought.

"If this is a dream, then it falls under the category of Inception. Let's go big!"

As she spoke, An Ge rushed to the door of Zhan Yu's room and jumped down without hesitation. Although it was only one floor high, An Ge still enjoyed it and adjusted her angle to land on her back.

It was like falling from a great height. She woke up with a start. She sat there with her eyes closed, playing with the token Lang Yan had given her. No wonder it had a strange feel to it.

The person opposite was looking at An Ge. He still looked frail, but it was clear that this was a trap he had set.

Regardless of his motives, An Ge was very puzzled as to why he would do such a thing.

"Mu An, what is his purpose?"

"He doesn't trust you, so he uses his own methods to prove whether what you say is true or false."

Having heard too many excuses, I've lost the courage to believe them anymore.

"If he doesn't trust me, then don't waste my time! He's really crazy."

An Ge was about to leave when the person opposite her stopped her.

"Miss Si Mian probably already knows, so please be responsible for your words."

"I'll take responsibility, of course I will. But let me tell you, your relationship is ultimately just wishful thinking."

An Ge has a strange temper; she can be submissive, but she absolutely cannot just swallow this insult. She must retaliate, she must get revenge.

The powerful figure's expression immediately changed, and he ordered his guards to arrest An Ge. People outside had already heard the commotion and were about to take action, but they were stopped.

They are all highly skilled and well-trained professionals, so naturally they will not "show humility".

But An Ge lost her balance and fell to the ground. At that moment, An Ge was speechless and embarrassed. Even if she was caught, it wouldn't matter! At least she could still show her spirit of not giving in.

what about now?

He fell directly to the ground, instantly turning any atmosphere into an awkward silence.

"Well... if you don't believe me, I can just say so, but the current situation is really frustrating."

An Ge spoke with embarrassment, as the scene was truly quite awkward. The token in An Ge's hand had already left patterns on her palm, and An Ge used herself to support herself as she stood up.

He dusted himself off, then looked at the person opposite him and began the "curse" from An Ge.

"The woman you're thinking of loves you, but ultimately she is still herself, she doesn't belong to you, she only belongs to herself."

That's a pretty broad statement, isn't it? Anyway! Offending An Ge means she'll interfere and directly affect the plot. An Ge isn't exactly a good person. Even if you're not capable enough, you can borrow people from Ji Xia. It's okay, don't worry.

An Ge looked defiantly at the person opposite her, who was just coughing and didn't express much emotion. Did he not care? An Ge didn't understand. Perhaps this person simply didn't want her to come back?

Isn't Ango's fake test a bit outrageous?

"It's alright, Miss Si Mian. Just take responsibility for your words."

"Of course I can."

The man said nothing more, simply leading his men away from the music hall. The imminent outbreak of war was abruptly averted. He boarded his carriage to return home, and hadn't gone far when his personal guard asked, "Why are you leaving like this?"

"You didn't see what she was playing with in her hand; that's something I can't afford to mess with."

"How could there be something that even you, the Second Prince, dare not provoke?"

"Don't ask too many questions. I told you to be quiet and reserved. It seems you've forgotten. Go back and copy it five hundred times."

The guard, who had initially been just curious, immediately shut up, realizing he was only asking for trouble. At this moment, the Second Prince, Ming Kang, was also feeling dejected; there had been no news from the west for two months, and he was truly anxious.

All the people we sent out returned empty-handed. What are we going to do?

I'm really worried about her condition!