Chapter 2045
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Spray of Flowers?
Ye Wanwan's gaze landed on Spray of Flowers. "Do you believe me now?"
"It's a bit like a dream … Everything happened too suddenly." Spray of Flowers looked at Ye Wanwan. "In truth, I didn't plan to assassinate you today. If I wanted to assassinate you, I wouldn't have chosen the Fearless Alliance. I merely wanted to figure out whether you were a member of the Direct Line or not and whether you wanted to harm the Nie family. However … thankfully, I came. If I had to choose, I'd choose to believe Feng Xuanyi. After all, we've been together for so many years and went through life and death together. Feng Xuanyi wouldn't lie to me."
Ye Wanwan nodded, gratified. Thankfully, he could still be saved. He wasn't the hopelessly stupid type.
"It's good that you understand," Feng Xuanyi said.
"Um … can you untie me? I'm a top-notch assassin, so it's not appropriate for me to be like this …" Spray of Flowers awkwardly smiled.
Ye Wanwan nodded and had Feng Xuanyi untie Spray of Flowers.
Spray of Flowers stretched for a moment before sitting down on a nearby chair.
"Then what should I do now?" Spray of Flowers stared at Ye Wanwan.
Before Ye Wanwan could respond, Spray of Flowers suddenly asked, "You're really Miss Worriless, right?"
Ye Wanwan: "…"
"I'm really Worriless Nie." Ye Wanwan sighed.
"I believe you." Spray of Flowers nodded. "Thank you for pleading for me back then, Miss Worriless."
"I really don't remember what happened back then," Ye Wanwan said.
After Feng Xuanyi's explanation, Spray of Flowers finally learned the ins and outs of Ye Wanwan's amnesia.
"Don't worry, Miss Worriless! I'll definitely take Si Yehan's wretched life and avenge you! "Spray of Flowers said between gritted teeth and clenched his fists.
Ye Wanwan's lips twitched, and she looked at Feng Xuanyi. "Where's my knife?!"
"Don't be impulsive …" Feng Xuanyi hastily pulled Ye Wanwan back.
Spray of Flowers was dumbfounded. What's wrong now?!
"Whether I take revenge or not has nothing to do with you." Feng Xuanyi rubbed his temples.
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Spray of Flowers nodded. "I won't hesitate to climb a mountain of swords or plunge into a pot of boiling oil."
"There's no need for you to climb a mountain of blades or a sea of fire …" Feng Xuan Yi stared at Spray of Flowers and smiled. "Tomorrow, bring Miss Worriless back with you and find that imposter. Tell her that you kidnapped her and brought her here."
Ye Wanwan was startled. Wait … he didn't tell me about this before, so why did he want to kidnap me?!
Not only was Ye Wanwan dumbfounded, but Spray of Flowers was also bewildered.
"I have my own plans," Feng Xuan Yi said with a smile.
That night, Ye Wanwan and Spray of Flowers listened to Feng Xuan Yi's so-called plan and couldn't help but applaud and praise it.
…
The next morning, Feng Xuanyi and Spray of Flowers took a nap in the office while Ye Wanwan took advantage of her free time to deal with some Fearless Alliance documents and formulate a plan to search for Ji Xiuran and the others.
Since the headmaster of Scarlet Flames Academy wasn't around lately and she didn't know where his mind had wandered off to, she was going to wait for the headmaster to return before turning in the mission and performing the third hypnosis session.
"Alliance Master."
Soon, someone knocked on the office door.
"Enter," Ye Wanwan said.
First Elder entered the office and first glanced at the snoring Spray of Flowers before turning to Ye Wanwan in confusion.
Why was this assassin … freed and sleeping in the Fearless Alliance?
"I instigated a rebellion," Ye Wanwan explained.
First Elder immediately gave Ye Wanwan a thumbs up. "No wonder you're the President! Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"
"What is it?" Ye Wanwan put down the document and looked at First Elder.
"President, someone from the Ling family wants to see you," First Elder said.
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