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Ling Shuang sat in the passenger seat, her peripheral vision not leaving Cheng Sihan.

Is this really the Cheng Sihan she knows?

She tightened her interlocked hands again, suppressing the urge to rush up and tear Cheng Sihan's mask apart last time, knowing that it would not be possible to tear it off at all.

But the person he was in these two days, no, to be precise, the person he appeared in front of her was not the same person as the cold and ruthless man three years ago.

However, he is still so cruel and ruthless when dealing with other people.

Is it a dual personality?

Ling Shuang planned in her mind that the next time she went to visit Xiao Yu, she would stop by to consult Dr. Ren.

"Am I better looking than three years ago?" Cheng Sihan joked.

Just like three years ago, Cheng Sihan would tease her when the two of them were alone. That smile, that tone, and those gleaming curved eyebrows were still the same man.

Ling Shuang was the same as before, she looked away shyly and panicked, and muttered "No!"

"Come back to Lanyuan, you can look at it however you want!" Cheng Sihan still had a teasing tone, and he could still hear his sincerity.

Ling Shuang swallowed and looked out the window. She wanted to refuse, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them out somehow, so she swallowed them back.

After a long time, Ling Shuang squeezed her fingers tighter, her eyes still looking out the car window without focus, and Youyou said: "It's good to live in the east of the city, and it's very convenient to go to Shou Cafe."

Cheng Sihan smiled even wider, at least Ling Shuang accepted the cafe.

"Before you left, what did you say to Xiaoyu that made her so happy?" Ling Shuang was afraid that Cheng Sihan would try to persuade her again, so she quickly changed the subject.

"I promised to take her to see her father tomorrow."

"Ah?" Ling Shuang's gaze immediately teleported from the window back to Cheng Sihan's face, very surprised.

"Before leaving, Zhou Yi informed that Fang Mingxu's condition is stable and out of danger."

Ling Shuang lowered her eyes, covering up the extremely complicated emotions, and kept twirling her intertwined thumbs, trying to stabilize the complicated emotions.

"What? Are you disappointed?" Cheng Sihan frowned.

Ling Shuang didn't answer or raise her head, a mist of water already covered her eyes.

In the carriage, the atmosphere turned sharply, and then there was a long period of silence, until an extremely slight "pop" was caught in Cheng Sihan's ears.

He made a fist with the hand holding the steering wheel, and then pressed a button on the steering wheel with his slender fingers. The words "Connecting to Zhou Yi" appeared on the display on the central control.

Ling Shuang's eyes suddenly widened, and she quickly reached out and clicked the red hang up button on the monitor.

"What are you going to do?" Ling Shuang's voice trembled slightly, and she turned to ask with a smile on her face that had two lines of clear tears.

"Keep Fang Mingxu from getting out of the ICU!" Cheng Sihan's tone was so cold that Ling Shuang couldn't help but shiver.

He is still the same Cheng Sihan, who only does things according to his own wishes, unscrupulous and ruthless.

"With this, what's the difference between you and Fang Mingxu!" Ling Shuang's eyes were filled with disappointment.

Cheng Sihan turned the steering wheel and the car stopped firmly on the road. He grabbed Ling Shuang's cold hand due to severe mood swings and wrapped it tightly in his warm palm.

"I don't want you to be sad!" Cheng Sihan raised his other hand to wipe away the tears on Ling Shuang's face.

Ling Shuang turned her face, closed her eyes, calmed her mind, and then looked at Cheng Sihan again and said, "If Fang Mingxu dies because of me, will I be happy?"

Cheng Sihan's hand that was in the air moved towards Ling Shuang's face again, carefully touching the almost dry tear stains.

"He deserves to die!" Cheng Sihan gritted his teeth.

"He deserves to die!" Ling Shuang removed the hand that was wiping his cheek. "You are not a judge. You have no right to decide a person's life or death! No matter how much he deserves to die, it is not worth having your hands stained with blood."

As soon as Ling Shuang finished speaking, she was stunned. She didn't know how to say such words, but when she said them, she was splashed with water.

Seeing the raised corners of Cheng Sihan's mouth, Ling Shuang really wanted to hit the car window.