Su Moliang replied in his heart, of course he was afraid, but there was a gentle smile on his face, looking around the cold, and whispered, "Young Master Feng, it's so nice to hide here and play the piano so late."

"Because I'm waiting for someone." A clear voice suddenly rose in the night, shocking Su Moliang, and he couldn't help but look up at him.

I saw Feng Mohen’s eyes as deep as spring water staring at her for a moment, with indescribable feelings fluctuating in his pupils.

Such eyes were too focused, which immediately made Su Moliang a little stunned.

Her expression became extremely unnatural, and she stiffly pulled her lips and smiled: "Since Mr. Feng is waiting for someone, I won't disturb you."

As she said that, she said goodbye and was about to leave.

"I'm waiting for you!" But before she could move, Feng Mohen answered, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Su Moliang looked at him again, and this time he looked straight and became serious: "Young Master Feng, although I am grateful for your repeated rescue, I have no other feelings for you."

Feng Mohen's face was cold, unable to see his emotions clearly, and replied coldly: "I know."

Su Moliang was speechless, "Since you know, why do you still have this style?"

Even though she knew she didn't like him, why did she wait for her here?

Feng Mohen glanced at her, then lowered his head, stroked the strings of the piano, and spoke quietly: "If Jun Haocang doesn't love you one day, will you care about him?"

Su Moliang was stunned, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly ask such a question.

But she didn't know why, but she actually calmed down and thought about this question.

Even if Jun Haocang doesn't love him, he will not be able to control himself and care about him.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him deeply, with shock floating in his eyes.

How much thought does Feng Mohen have to do with her?

At this moment, Su Moliang suddenly felt a little scared.

She didn't know the man in front of her at all, and even said that she couldn't guess his words and deeds.

Sometimes he is like a gentle spring breeze, always lending a helping hand when she is in trouble, but when facing others, the smile on his lips seemed to be a mask, and his gentle attitude always reveals the indifference of keeping people thousands of miles away.

He is an extremely contradictory person, with a sickly white face and a weak body. He is obviously weak, but he has great power.

Su Moliang only felt that Feng Mohen was full of secrets, but he did not threaten his own interests and was not interested in him, so Su Moliang had never investigated him.

"It seems that you have forgotten it--" Feng Mohen stroked the strings of the piano and slowly rang a few clanging notes, which seemed a little frightened in the quiet dark night.

Su Moliang's heart sank and his face became a little confused.

Forgot?

Forgot what?

"Feng Mohen, who are you?" Su Moliang frowned in an instant, and it was rare to ask such a serious question.

Feng Mohen chuckled twice, his voice looking a little dull: "You are calling my name, but you don't even know who I am."

Then, the deep spring-like eyes fell on Su Moliang's face again, and the eyes had complex emotional flow.

She felt that it was really necessary for her to investigate Feng Mohen.

"Feng Mohen, I don't know what you mean, nor why you helped me out, but I don't want to know, because there is no intersection between us." Su Moliang suddenly felt a little afraid of this man. He would always feel a little afraid of unknown things for those who could not control and those who were unknown.

Feng Mohen ignored her repulsion and made a crisp sound with his hands, which was astonishing as a crack, echoing around, making a whimpering echo, but his low voice was more straightforward than the Qinyin: "You must know that I like you."

Su Moliang's heart skipped a beat, as if someone had hit a stick, and his head was blank.

Looking at the cold and serious face in the night, Su Moliang knew that he was not joking, and what he said before was not a joke.

At this moment, Su Moliang entered the ice cellar, his spine became a little cold, his fingers curled up nervously, calmed down for a while, and then slowly spoke: "Feng Mohen, you have only seen me a few times and don't know me at all, so how can you like it!"

Feng Mohen looked at her deeply, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, as if he was sneering or mocking, which made people unable to tell his thoughts.

"The daughter of the eldest princess in the Southern Sui Kingdom was named Princess Moyue. She was born to be timid and cowardly. She was framed and left scars. She became an ugly monster that everyone despised. She was framed by someone to steal things and went to prison. After suffering all the torture, she came out to become a different person. After that, she killed the Sun family, Xu family, and Su family one after another, and finally cheated Gong Youyi. I don't know if I was right--"

Feng Mohen's speech speed is very slow, but it is orderly, as if he is telling a story.

So much news came out of his mouth, and Su Moliang was shocked and stunned, as if he was rushing to lightning.

"You - you investigate me!" Su Moliang looked at him in disbelief, his face turned pale. The feeling of being monitored by someone behind his back was really unhappy.

Feng Mohen shook his head gently and said with confidence: "I'm just understanding you."

"You pervert!!!" Su Moliang paled with a pale face, clenched his fingers, his face never felt so embarrassed.

When Feng Mohen heard her scolding him, his cold expression suddenly had a crack, and his delicate eyebrows couldn't help but gently gather them up.

"How long have you been investigating me? Did it start from the first meeting I came to Cangyuan Kingdom to meet you, or from the Southern Sui Kingdom?" Su Moliang suddenly wanted to know when Feng Mohen began to notice himself.

Feng Mohen's thin lips moved slightly and said a horrifying news: "Since you were eight years old."

Su Moliang seemed to be shocked by electric shock, and his whole body was fixed. He felt a sound from his ear, and his whole body was numb, as if he was in the abyss.

Eight years old!

He was investigating everything when she was eight years old, God, what did he do!!!

Thinking of these unknown news, Su Moliang suddenly felt creepy.

Who is he? Have they seen him before?

But why can't she remember it anymore.

When the night wind blew, Su Moliang unconsciously got goose bumps. I don’t know if it was scared by Feng Mohen or cold, but she just wanted to escape from this place and escape from the strange man’s sight.

Su Moliang couldn't stay for a moment, and he didn't even have time to say goodbye, so he hurried away.

Feng Mohen looked at the figure that was in the dark, his pupils narrowed slightly, and sighed quietly. His humid and hot breath floated in the cold night wind, rolling up a circle of white mist.

"She still forgot--"

The low voice sounded dull, but it was filled with endless sadness.

The secret guard who was hiding beside him suddenly walked out of the night. He couldn't bear to look at his master's sadness and advised carefully: "Master, don't be sad, she will always remember you."
Chapter completed!