Gu Jingxing watched her fingers.
Lin Xi’s fingers were slim and elegant; they were a beautiful pair of hands.
As she gripped his shirt, her knuckles were white and tightly pressed together, suggesting extreme nervousness.
Gu Jingxing recalled the red mark behind her ear when she returned from Country M. That vibrant, scorching splash of red had been so measured yet so provocative—it certainly didn't look like a first-time occurrence.
He smiled and pried Lin Xi’s fingers loose. "I still need to head back to the office. Go on up by yourself."
Lin Xi’s face turned pale.
Gu Jingxing drove away. He didn't return to the Gu Residence nor head to the Gu Group, but instead drove to an apartment on Financial Street.
As soon as he entered, the cold AI butler greeted him immediately.
"Pull up the files on the kidnapping case at Moden Tower in Country M three years ago."
"Understood, Master."
Gu Jingxing walked to the wet bar to brew a cup of coffee. As he entered the living room, the projector turned on automatically, and the screen began playing video footage gathered from the investigation three years prior.
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When Qiao An returned home, she first took a hot shower. After coming out, she was too tired to wait for her hair to dry and simply collapsed at the edge of her bed, falling fast asleep.
In the middle of the night, the kitchen window was blown open by the wind, making a loud racket.
Half-asleep, Qiao An got up to close the window and let out a fierce sneeze.
When she opened h…
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