Pan Jie looked at Tang Xiaomin with eyes that seemed to see through everything.
"But why do I feel like you're different from ordinary people?"
"You look the same, but in reality, you are different in every way. You are special."
Their eyes met, and Tang Xiaomin also sensed the strangeness in Pan Jie's demeanor. Her words seemed to carry hidden meanings.
Tang Xiaomin smiled.
"Heh, you're quite a jokester."
"No need to refute me right away. Regardless of anything, I'll still consider you a friend."
Friends, and what kind of friends were they?
Because Pan Jie was the sister of President Pan, Tang Xiaomin had never completely let down her guard with her.
She had handed Pan Jie over to Tang Ye, asking him to take her on business trips and keep her away from Modu.
Now, it seemed Tang Xiaomin's caution was not unwarranted; Pan Jie had indeed come to find her with a purpose.
"We've known each other, but our stances are different. I don't care what your purpose is in seeking me out, I cannot tolerate you staying in my home any longer."
"I'll take you to the airport now. You should leave." Su Dan Novel Network.
Upon hearing this, Pan Jie frowned.
"Didn't we say we were going shopping? You..."
Tang Xiaomin, disregarding Pan Jie's objections, drove her directly to the airport.
Pan Jie looked unwilling, but no matter what, Tang Xiaomin still bought her a plane ticket.
Standing in the bustling airport, Pan Jie held her ticket and let out a bitter laugh.
"Do you have to be so ruthless? Do you have to be so eager to send me away?"
"We both know why I'm sending you away."
Letting Pan Jie leave was an act of lingering conscience, and out of consideration for their time spent together.
The atmosphere was stiff, and Pan Jie knew Tang Xiaomin suspected her.
"Yes, my brother sent me. Actually, I wanted to come myself. I've been at your place for so long, and I have indeed made some discoveries, but I haven't said anything."
Tang Xiaomin sneered.
"Do you believe that yourself?"
"I really didn't tell my brother anything. You should believe me."
At this moment, an announcement for boarding echoed through the airport. It was time to part.
Pan Jie suddenly grabbed Tang Xiaomin's arm, her eyes filled with a sincerity she had never shown before.
"Come with me. Leave Modu with me. Trust me this once, I absolutely won't lie to you."
As Tang Xiaomin listened to Pan Jie's words, a familiar feeling washed over her.
She had heard the same words from someone else. The last person who had spoken to her like this was Ye Fengxing.
At this point, it felt as if something was about to be revealed.
"Pan Jie, let me ask you. Is there a deal between your brother and Ye Fengxing? What are they trying to do? Why isn't Modu safe?"
Tang Xiaomin, filled with anxiety, desperately wanted answers.
Pan Jie repeated, "Come with me. I won't hurt you."
"If you consider me a friend, then tell me."
"I'm sorry, I don't really know either. My brother just told me to leave Modu as soon as possible, saying Modu is unsafe."
As Pan Jie spoke, she suddenly looked wronged.
Seeing her so distressed, Tang Xiaomin couldn't bring herself to press her further.
For some reason, even though Pan Jie had come with ulterior motives, Tang Xiaomin found herself unable to dislike her.
In the silence, Pan Jie's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. Her silent demeanor truly conveyed extreme grievance.
"If you don't know, then forget it. Let's go."
"Xiaomin, it seems you still don't trust me."
Tang Xiaomin's silence was an implicit acknowledgment of her distrust towards Pan Jie.
Tears streamed down Pan Jie's cheeks, and she spoke to herself.
"My brother is wealthy, and as his only sister, he has always doted on me."
"Because of family reasons, I could never make any true friends. They would offer superficial flattery to my face, but behind my back, they were envious and jealous. They always looked down on me, saying I was just relying on my brother."
"You are the first girl I've met who doesn't put on a show. You've also shown me what it's like to interact with people as equals."
"The days I spent in Modu were the happiest days of my life."
"Before I leave, I have to say a few more words."
"Meng Yiren's gaze is not pure. You need to be very careful of her. I have a good eye for people."
Pan Jie said a great deal, an abundance of words.
After embracing Tang Xiaomin with tears and bidding farewell, she quietly boarded the plane, no longer resisting.
As the roar of the airplane taking off filled the air, Tang Xiaomin realized belatedly that she had so quickly sent Pan Jie away.
The information that Modu was unsafe lingered in Tang Xiaomin's mind, refusing to dissipate.
Driving back, she went straight to Xianfu Group.
Everything at Xianfu Group was as usual, operating in an orderly manner.
In the office, Yan Jue leaned lazily against his desk, the design blueprints for the Pentagon displayed on his computer screen.
Bang!
The office door was pushed open abruptly. The moment he heard the sound, the corners of his lips curved upwards.
Tang Xiaomin held two cups of juice, which she had bought on her way. She decided to bring one for Yan Jue as well.
"The weather is hot. Have some iced juice to cool down."
Yan Jue looked at Tang Xiaomin with a hint of melancholy.
"You finally remembered my existence."
She had caused trouble, and he had rushed to support her.
But she, upon returning, had forgotten him.
His position was truly declining day by day.
"How could I forget? I'm here now."
Tang Xiaomin said with a playful smile, pulling up a chair to sit beside Yan Jue.
Seeing the Pentagon design on his computer screen, she immediately said, "After the group goes public and with ample funds, we can begin construction on our Pentagon."
"I've already instructed Lu Xing to establish a professional construction team. It will be completed in at most three years," Yan Jue replied.
All along, Tang Xiaomin had been curious why Yan Jue was so fixated on building the Pentagon.
"Why build the Pentagon? It doesn't serve much purpose for us. When we get tired of it, we'll return to the underworld, and we won't be able to take it with us then."
Yan Jue dotingly cupped Tang Xiaomin's small face, which was so delicate that it felt as if it could be held entirely in his palm.
He had taught her how to protect herself; ordinary people wouldn't last a single round under her before being torn apart.
Yet, to him, she was still that heartbroken little waif who would burrow into his embrace for comfort.
"No matter how I look at you, you seem so vulnerable. Someone like you certainly needs to be well protected."
He continued his flirtatious banter.
But this time, Tang Xiaomin felt an increasing sense of unease.
"When Ye Fengxing left Modu before, he told me Modu was unsafe. Today, when I sent Pan Jie away, Pan Jie also said Modu was unsafe."
"I don't feel like they're lying to me. Modu might really be unsafe now. Is it because Ye Fengxing wants revenge?"
The grudges and enmities, tangled and complicated.
Because of them, Ye Fengxing had almost lost everything.
His revenge was understandable.