Knowing his identity! An identity that made her want to be crushed!
Did he already know her identity, so he deliberately approached her and lurked around her? She was used by him?!
As a qualified agent, confidentiality is the most basic common sense. Even the closest people should not let them know. When did you show your weakness and expose your identity?
She held the small, cold pistol in her pocket and took a breath.
None of this is important anymore. What is important is that she must kill him today! Give an explanation to her dead brother. She slowly walked into the elevator...
"Baby, are you back?" As soon as he entered the house, He Xiangwan gave her a big hug as usual, half-armed her waist and walked in.
The familiar embrace and the familiar scent of shower gel on his body made her dazzled for a moment, and her fingertips on the trigger were slightly loosened.
"What day is it today? Why did you prepare so many dishes?" There are more than a dozen dishes on the table, all of which Luo Qingyu usually likes to eat.
"Baby, close your eyes." He Xiangwan turned his head and licked her ear beads, and his dense breath flickered in her ears.
"What are you doing?" Luo Qingyu's heart sank slightly. He Xiangwan seemed a little unusual today, a little more domineering...
Is he going to attack her?
"Be good, be obedient, and close your eyes." He Xiangwan smiled.
Luo Qingyu closed his eyes, put the hand in his pocket on the trigger again, and there was sweat in his palm...
His eyes suddenly darkened, as if he had turned off the light. Luo Qingyu's back stiffened, and he was about to subconsciously tap the trigger when the light came on again.
"Okay, baby, open your eyes." His pleasant voice sounded in my ears.
Luo Qingyu opened his eyes and froze.
There was a row of small red candles on the table, and the flickering candlelight made the red wine in the glass sway slightly.
candlelight dinner?
Luo Qingyu's heart trembled slightly and he smiled: "What day is it today that you are so romantic?"
"What do you think?" He Xiangwan leaned very close to her, staring at her with a pair of dark eyes under the candlelight.
Luo Qingyu shook his head simply: "I can't guess." Today is not a holiday at all, nor is it each other's birthday...
A flash of disappointment flashed in He Xiangwan's eyes, and he sighed softly: "Idiot, today is our 100-day anniversary together, shouldn't we celebrate it?"
Luo Qingyu smiled dryly. If she didn't know his identity, she would be moved by his romance. Now - she couldn't tell how she felt.
"Baby, this is for you." He Xiangwan conjured up a bouquet of flowers from nowhere and handed it over.
Luo Qingyu's pupils shrank suddenly, peony! The bright red peony, rich and warm, was like a ball of fire.
"Why - give this?" Shouldn't lovers give roses when giving flowers? Why did he give her peonies? What was he hinting at?
Luo Qingyu's heart sank. She glanced at his whole body calmly. Her eyes shrank again!
He was wearing a very formal suit and tie today. His elegant and handsome face was hidden in the half-darkness, giving him an air of laziness.
Luo Qingyu's eyes glanced at his left trouser pocket. There seemed to be something hidden there, bulging...
Hidden there--gun?!
He usually wears home clothes, and this was the first time she saw him wearing such formal clothes at home! Luo Qingyu lowered his head and glanced at the peony bouquet in his hand. He looked weird in everything today! Did he also want to attack her today?