Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The marks on his face had disappeared, remaining visible only during occasional outbursts of emotion.

She looked at him intently for a while, then pulled him down.

He is tall, and it is not enough to bend over, but also to squat.

Squatting down to her level, his hands fell on her waist.

She touched his face and looked at the scarred man with a thoughtful tone.

"Do you recognize this face?"

As if he asked accidentally, the scarred man suddenly fell silent.

He glanced at Ayang and quickly looked away.

It’s all about knowing.

Even a little afraid of him.

Yun Si touched his face and looked at A Yang.

Ayang's dark eyes stared at her, with pale skin and sinister features.

As he matured into an adult, his appearance became more aggressive.

The deep brow bones and the straight bridge of the nose, when they sink, almost half of the face is shrouded in shadow.

It was sinister, like a wolf that had just eaten its flesh and blood.

He is perverse and unruly, and only follows his own temper.

It's hard not to think about what kind of person he was during his lifetime.

unruly? Or... someone who has killed many people?

She slowly stood up and grabbed his hand.

The scarred man didn't say anything, so she pressed closer and asked, "Do you recognize this face?"

"You're afraid of him, why?"

She took his hand and brought him to him.

That face was as sinister as it was beautiful and pale, like a scholar's face.

The man with the scar seemed to be biologically afraid to look further.

The gun he originally wanted to take out from his waist was pushed back and he said coldly.

"Miss Yun, if you continue to speak to him like this, don't blame us for being rude."

"..." Yun Si didn't miss his move.

He was originally impatient, but facing this face...

She raised her eyebrows, feeling that she had found a way to find out the identity of Ayang Awen during his lifetime.

Although it was a mistake, it was a blessing in disguise.

If we could really know his identity during his lifetime...

That would be much easier to handle.

Her thoughts changed, she slightly raised her lips and spoke.

"How about this, let's make an exchange."

"You tell me the identity of this face, and I'll tell you how the card came about."

"If you want, I can return the card to you, how about it?"

The scarred man seemed to frown when he heard this.

His eyes finally fell on her, and his tone was a bit wrong and weird.

"You don't know this face?"

"...?"

What is this nonsense?

Should she know?

Yun Si stared at him, seemingly thoughtful, "So you really recognize this face?"

"what is his name?"

The scarred man said coldly, "I don't know."

It means it won't be revealed.

Yun Si raised her eyebrows.

Not annoyed, he nodded and shrugged.

"Okay, I'm sorry, I have no comment."

If he doesn't cooperate with her, then she won't cooperate with him.

Just stay frozen like this, she doesn't care, she's not in a hurry.

After saying that, she turned around and went back.

Be straightforward and don't talk too much nonsense.

As soon as she left, Ayang followed her.

The three men at the door were left looking at each other.

He seemed to have something to say in private.

After Yun Si returned, the door curtain was also closed.

She was able to completely ignore the crowd surrounding her house.

The three men returned to the car, their faces masked with horror.

Lower your voice and whisper.

"What's going on? That man's face—"

"How can it be so similar-"

The scarred man remained silent, picked up the phone and made a call.

"Hello……"