567: 556 567: 556 “At this very moment?” Song Yun asked.
“Yes!” Mo Yuyao nodded her head.
“Alright, you said it yourself, you’ve been exposed for a lifetime!” Song Yun helplessly looked at Mo Yuyao as he spoke.
“What are you talking about?
How did I ever say that?
I didn’t say anything!” Mo Yuyao argued, but after seeing the playful look in Song Yun’s eyes, she quickly realized, “You…you seduced me!”
“…Seduced?
What seduction?
Kid, where in my words did I seduce you?
If you can point it out, brother here will warm the bed for you!”
“Who needs you to warm the bed?
Does sister need you to warm her bed?
There are plenty of people to warm my bed!” Mo Yuyao disdainfully glanced at Song Yun, “With your little physique, plus your dishonesty, you’re not even qualified to carry foot-washing water for your sister!”
“Is that…
really so?” The expression in Song Yun’s eyes suddenly dimmed.
“Of course it’s—” Zhen Yuyao originally wanted to continue gloating, but seeing the dim look in Song Yun’s eyes, her heart jolted, and because of the effects of the aphrodisiac, Mo Yuyao’s heart violently trembled.
“Actually…
I didn’t mean to deceive you.” Song Yun’s eyes suddenly deepened as he slightly lifted his head, gazing at the sky at a 45-degree angle, before he gently said, “Actually, I came here on a mission.
I wanted to tell you, but to complete this mission, I can’t disclose this information.
You don’t know, when I was saying those things to you, my heart was actually bleeding.”
Mo Yuyao stared blankly at Song Yun who had just been all smiles and now looked deeply affectionate, totally unable to wrap her head around the change.
“Ah, in the end, it’s my fault.” Song Yun sighed, lowered his head, gazed at Mo Yuyao, hesitated to speak twice, and finally said, “Since I’ve made a mistake, I choose to bear it alone.
Haha, Yuyao, I’m about to leave.”
Song Yun’s voice carried a hint of loss, but within that loss, there was a touch of stubbornness and helplessness, making him appear to be smiling through the pain.
“You…” Mo Yuyao was once again confused by Song Yun’s unbeatable acting skills.
She seemed to see beneath his stubborn heart, that deep sense of regret and apology, which suddenly made Mo Yuyao feel as though Song Yun had countless unspoken hardships.
“Enough, let us not talk more.
I know, I have deceived you, there’s no denying that.
I don’t intend to seek your forgiveness.
Maybe, when I walk out of this door, we will become strangers.
I just hope, by then, you will remember a lad named Song Yun, and his deep apologies to you.” After finishing, Song Yun bent his waist slightly towards Mo Yuyao.
“I’m sorry.”
After saying that, Song Yun turned and walked away.
As his head was about to turn, Song Yun forcefully squeezed his eyes shut, and a tear gleamed, drifting out, carrying endless melancholy as he walked out of the infirmary door.
“Song Yun!!” Mo Yuyao reached out her hand, wanting to hold on to Song Yun.
His figure slightly paused, and then he resolutely continued to walk forward.
“Song Yun…
I don’t blame you anymore, I really don’t blame you.” Mo Yuyao, this naive girl, decisively cried due to Song Yun’s beastly acting skills.
With tearful eyes, she watched Song Yun’s disappearing figure and murmured, “Why didn’t you say earlier that you had difficulties?!”
Time passed by every minute and every second, Mo Yuyao sat on the chair, her expression somber, filled with guilt.
It must be said that Song Yun was truly impressive, clearly deceiving someone, yet in the end making the deceived person feel it was their own fault.
Such acting skills were truly breathtaking.
“We’ll meet again!” Mo Yuyao slowly lifted her head, her gaze firm and spirited, “At Uncle’s place, there must be your information.
I don’t believe I can’t find you!”
But after a long time, Mo Yuyao reflecting on Song Yun’s recent performance suddenly felt as if Song Yun was still acting.
In an instant, her heart was filled with contradictions.
In the end, Mo Yuyao leaned more toward the idea that Song Yun was putting on an act.
Thinking that Song Yun might still be deceiving her, Mo Yuyao’s face wrinkled, “I won’t look for you.
That would fall right into your trap!”
“Huff!” After leaving, Song Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He truly felt guilty about Mo Yuyao, but under those circumstances, Song Yun had no other choice.
Initially planning to leave, Song Yun could not rest easy knowing Mo Yuyao was affected by the love potion.
He had no choice but to use his first-class acting skills to confuse Mo Yuyao, then wait for the drug’s effects to wear off over time.
After watching for the drug effect to fade from Mo Yuyao, Song Yun swiftly made his exit, but what he didn’t know was that his invincible acting skills not only bewitched Mo Yuyao but also planted a seed in her heart.
Whether this seed could sprout and grow would depend on fate.
“What?
You’re saying Song Yun is out!” Gulang jerked to his feet, looking at his subordinate.
“Yes, Black Flood Dragon already died by Song Yun’s hand, and according to the information we’ve got, Song Yun’s identity has also been restored,” the subordinate reported with his head lowered.
“Now that’s interesting!” Gulang’s face slowly returned to normal, thinking about the disappearance of his boss and the departure of the investigation team members, making him feel as if he had been sacrificed.
Even many of the relationships he used to rely on were drawing clear lines from him.
Are they giving up on me?
Gulang’s mouth curled into a cold smile, “It seems I’ve been away from Yanjing for too long, everyone has forgotten the name Gulang.
Song Yun, huh?
This time, I want to have a proper face-to-face game with you.
Back then, your father was driven out of Beijing by Kunpeng and me.
This time, you have no chance of leaving Sunan.”
After Song Yun was released from prison, the car arranged by Wang Hu had been waiting here early, a fleet of five black Audis.
Wu Li, Meng Ku, Jue Wu, Black Flood Dragon, and others had all received the news of Song Yun’s release and were waiting here.
At this moment, accompanying Song Yun was a man, the Prison Chief.
The Prison Chief, although very wary of Song Yun’s identity, was also a man adept at capitalizing on situations.
Although he did not know the specifics of Song Yun’s background.
But Song Yun’s National Security identity alone was worth it for the Prison Chief to make connections, so he had been waiting early at the prison exit for Song Yun.
“Comrade Song Yun, I hope we have the chance to meet again,” the Prison Chief said as he escorted Song Yun out the door.
“Haha, I’d rather not come back in,” Song Yun joked.
“Ha ha, not to come in, but to visit me.
Are these all your friends?” The Prison Chief asked, glancing at the five consecutive-numbered Audis parked at the gate.
“Yes, they knew I was getting out, they came to pick me up.
Prison Chief, I’ll be leaving now.
Hopefully, we’ll meet again in the future.” Song Yun waved to the Prison Chief, then walked over to where Black Flood Dragon and the others were standing.