Xuan Feng was slightly stunned.
Han Rui sighed, "At first, when I entered the eldest miss's room, it was purely for fun. I wanted to tease her, provoke her, and play with her. But after He Mu came in, I deliberately did it. I wanted to see He Mu's reaction."
Whether it was his demeanor or his actions, he could perfectly imitate Han Mo, even the doting gaze was the same.
But what could be faked was never real.
In the past, if he had such actions, Han Mo would either directly stop him or look at him with a terrifying gaze, clearly showing jealousy.
But today, although there was obvious affection in his eyes, he completely ignored Han Rui's actions.
Brief pretense was easy, which was why actors on television could always make people feel that their gazes towards each other held endless affection, but pretense was just pretense, and it could never lead to deep-seated love.
And emotions driven by feelings would not be naturally expressed, and without a script, there would inevitably be omissions.
Just like just now, although he looked at the eldest miss with affection, he didn't feel jealous when Han Rui put his arms around her shoulders. He seemed so calm, perhaps with no ripple in his heart.
As soon as these words were spoken, Xuan Feng was greatly alarmed, "I'll go tell the eldest miss right now."
He turned to leave.
But the moment he turned, his sleeve was tightly held by a hand. "Xuan Feng... I'm very worried."
Xuan Feng was stopped and froze on the spot. He turned to look at Han Rui, whose usually bright eyes were now tinged with sadness. "No need to worry. As long as I tell the eldest miss about this, I believe she will be able to see through him and crush his schemes in their infancy."
Han Rui gently shook his head. "That's not what I'm worried about."
Xuan Feng didn't understand his meaning. "Then what are you worried about?"
Han Rui slowly raised his head and said faintly, "I can feel that the eldest miss seems to have known for a long time that the man in front of her is not Doctor Han, yet she still announced to everyone that he is Doctor Han. Otherwise, why would we go and pry? She must have a purpose in doing this, and that purpose is very dangerous..."
This was also why she repeatedly asked them to leave, even asking them to take Bai Han away.
Xuan Feng was slightly stunned and stood frozen, unable to recover for a long time.
Yes, if Han Rui could see at a glance from his emotions that He Mu was not Han Mo, how could the eldest miss not see it?
She was the one who loved Han Mo!
In the hotel, Bai Xi had finished her rice balls and smiled at He Mu, "Have you treated all the personnel of the Island City Defense Force?"
He Mu nodded and pushed two cups of rice milk towards Bai Xi for her to choose from. "Yes, they have all been cured. So I wanted to ask you out today."
Bai Xi looked at the flavors written on the bottles, chose the one she liked, and opened the cap. "Okay, so where does Doctor He want to take me today? Is it somewhere romantic like the past two days?"
He Mu smiled, "Xi'er, do you want to know now?"
Bai Xi, "Of course."
He Mu gave a mysterious smile, "Xi'er, I think we should leave some surprise for romance."
"I didn't expect that after being reborn, you've become even more romantic," Bai Xi raised an eyebrow. "Alright, I'll do as you say. Let's go."
After speaking, she took a sip of the rice milk in her hand and then threw the rest into the trash can.
He Mu also picked up the other cup and drank it as they walked.
The two of them walked out together like this.
Not long after, a black McLaren was driving on the road outside Island City. Unconsciously, they arrived at a familiar place. Bai Xi looked out the window, "This isn't... Xue Huai's hospital?"
He Mu nodded, "Yes, after Xue Huai left, this place was vacated. I had someone renovate it. Shall I show you now?"
Bai Xi didn't say much and followed him.
The dilapidated house was still there, but in the former consultation room where Xue Huai treated patients, there was now a secret passage.
The secret passage opened, dark and deep, evoking an inexplicable fear.
He Mu took a flashlight from a shelf nearby and shone it down the passage. He reached out to take Bai Xi's hand.
Bai Xi twisted her wrist, evaded his hand, and raised an eyebrow, "What, does Doctor Han think I'll be scared? I am the God of War of the Dark Department!"
He Mu smiled slightly, "Yes, I underestimated Xi'er. Then Xi'er, please follow me, and we'll go down together."
Bai Xi nodded, "Okay."
The stairs of the secret passage were long but not too steep, making the descent smooth. The flashlight's beam was limited, only illuminating the path ahead. After walking for about ten minutes, they suddenly arrived at a very open space.
He Mu smiled, "We're here."
Bai Xi raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Oh, is this where Doctor He wanted to bring me? But it's so dark here, what fun could there be?"
He Mu maintained the same expression and took out a lighter from his pocket.
The lighter ignited, and the flame danced before their eyes. He Mu used the lighter to light a stone lamp on a platform not far away.
The lampstand was exquisitely crafted, shaped like a woman holding a bright lamp. In the darkness, the woman's smile appeared somewhat eerie, sending a chill down one's spine.
After He Mu lit the lampstand, the woman's expression changed due to the play of light and shadow, appearing to become a bit more peaceful and serene.
At the same time, the lampstand seemed to have a peculiar switch. The moment one lamp was lit, all the stone lamps seemed to react in a chain reaction, lighting up one after another.
One by one, like spreading sparks, from near to far, until the entire hall was brightly illuminated.
"Xi'er, what do you think of this place?"
Bai Xi looked at the scene before her and frowned slightly.
This was a palace made of stone. Although not luxurious, it was very exquisite. Whether it was the stone pillars or the throne, they were all carved with great care. The only distinctive feature was that all the carvings depicted a woman.
Upon closer inspection, this woman bore an eight-tenths resemblance to her, which was her appearance in her previous life.
On the far left of the hall, there was a position that, at a single glance, made Bai Xi feel a bone-scraping pain.
These were eight dragon heads, each with a retractable chain in its mouth. At the end of each chain was a sharp hook. In her previous life, these hooks had been used to fasten her to eight joints, starting from her collarbone and moving downwards. As a result, every movement, even breathing, caused her excruciating pain.
Even though the memories belonging to her had been erased, seeing this object still made her entire body ache faintly again.
Bai Xi looked at the scene before her and said calmly, "I don't think much of it."
He Mu smiled as gently as ever, "Really? But I think this place is very good, an excellent burial ground."
With that, Bai Xi flashed forward and appeared beside He Mu, a dagger pressed against his throat. "So, you are not Han Mo at all. Who are you?"
He Mu smiled calmly, looking at Bai Xi, his smile making him seem not like a mortal, but like a great Buddha.