The night was as black as ink.
Shen Ruojing quietly looked at Chu Cichen.
The light from the street lamps cascaded on his face, causing his features to look a little softer. His tall nose bridge seemed to be hiding in the darkness due to him lowering his head.
The truth made him feel very unsatisfied.
Shen Ruojing had a thought in her mind. The conjecture she had back then flashed through her mind again.
Could things really be the case?
Chu Cichen licked his parched lips and his gaze darted around. He suddenly looked at her. "I once said that I will never lie to you, ever."
Shen Ruojing started.
This sentence was something 527 had spoken to 518 back when they were in the organization.
She nodded. "And?"
Chu Cichen's mouth opened and closed. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. At this moment, his phone suddenly rang.
