"Whether you go back or not has nothing to do with us, you..."
"Why haven't you left yet?" Zhang Yan interrupted Liu Xian.
Liu Xian swallowed the words that reached his lips, turned to look at Zhang Yan, and said, "Boss, I'm busy."
Zhang Yan nodded and walked up to Feng Qishi.
"I think it's better we settle this here," Feng Qishi said, glancing at Mu Anxiao as she walked out of the room.
Zhang Yan didn't notice Feng Qishi's gaze and said, "Contact me by phone."
"No, I prefer face-to-face talks. If we talk on the phone, I'll feel uncomfortable and it would be very disrespectful to you," Feng Qishi said glibly.
Mu Anxiao glared at Feng Qishi and turned towards the courtyard gate.
"Contact me by phone. I have other things to do now," Zhang Yan said, turning and walking back to his room.
Feng Qishi calmly glanced at Zhang Yan's aging back, then turned and quietly followed Mu Anxiao.
At the same time, Fan Yanggang, who had just come out of the restroom, saw Feng Qishi's sneaky figure and muttered, "What is this kid up to?" He then turned to look at Zhang Yan, who had stopped at the door and was looking at him, and asked, "Is there something you need, boss?"
Zhang Yan hesitated and said, "Find a few people to clear out the bricks in your room, then get a wooden board to temporarily patch the wall. I'll give you money later to buy two beds."
"Alright," Fan Yan agreed, pointing to the courtyard gate. "I'll go now."
"Go ahead," Zhang Yan nodded.
Fan Yan then left.
Zhang Yan yawned, "There's really too much to do." As he spoke, he opened the security door and walked into the room.
On the other side, Mu Anxiao stopped and turned, looking helplessly at Feng Qishi, who had also stopped, and asked coldly, "Why are you following me?"
"I see you have something on your mind."
"Nonsense," Mu Anxiao looked at the empty streets on both sides and walked up to Feng Qishi. "If it weren't for you, that wolf demon wouldn't have escaped. It's all your fault."
"That thing fell out of your own pocket. Besides," Feng Qishi leaned in and whispered in Mu Anxiao's ear, "that light was released by you, so you brought this upon yourself."
Mu Anxiao turned her face and glared at Feng Qishi, who was deliberately provoking her patience, at close range, and said, "I advise you to stay away from me."
"Why aren't you taking my memories anymore?" Feng Qishi stood up and looked down at Mu Anxiao, asking.
Mu Anxiao tilted her head up and looked at Feng Qishi, narrowing her eyes. "I think what you said makes sense, so I want to cooperate with you."
"So straightforward. Alright then, here's to a fruitful cooperation," Feng Qishi extended his hand.
Mu Anxiao looked down at Feng Qishi's hand and couldn't help but recall how she had refused to shake Shen Yan's hand in the past. She said, "It's too early to say if it's fruitful or not." After speaking, she turned and walked away first.
Feng Qishi withdrew his hand and twisted his lips. "So cold, Mu Anxiao." Then, he followed Mu Anxiao again.
As the sky darkened, Mu Anxiao stopped at the edge of the road and turned to look at Feng Qishi, who had been following her with his backpack on, and asked, "Why are you following me?"
"I want you to help me," Feng Qishi finally spoke the words he had been brewing for a long time.
"No," Mu Anxiao flatly refused.
"I'll give you money," Feng Qishi walked up to Mu Anxiao and said excitedly.
Mu Anxiao hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't need it. I have a job."