"Of course, I pried open your room door to get it, guessing that Li Sihe must have left it there after you left. I just don't understand why he would go through so much trouble to put such a useless document inside."
Shi An'an looked towards Bian Yue, took a deep puff of her cigarette, and smiled back in response: "Bian Yue, why do you think he did that?"
Bian Yue had no interest in playing guessing games with Shi An'an.
She walked forward, picked up the document from the ground, and turned to leave.
"Bian Yue." Shi An'an stopped her, still smiling, "I'm catching a flight today, leaving Xiangjiang."
Bian Yue paused in her steps, "Then I wish you a safe journey."
Shi An'an gave a self-deprecating smile, her eyes filled with even more complexity.
She watched Bian Yue's retreating figure, her smile deepening, "Wishing me a smooth journey? I thought you'd rather see me die in the air."
