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On the street, only Fu Jingsheng and Song Yi were left.
The cold wind of the autumn night pierced to the bone.
Fu Jingsheng rubbed his hands, smiling at Song Yi: "Sis, do you have something to say?"
Song Yi's nose was a bit red from the cold: "On the cruise ship."
She pursed her lips: "Are you and Tang Si opposing forces?"
Her question was direct, Fu Jingsheng raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Do you think I would answer you?"
Song Yi put her hands in her pockets, resisting the chill: "That's up to you, not me. But I have to ask."
"Hmm." Fu Jingsheng licked his lips, a glint flashing in his eyes, he looked at Song Yi and asked: "Sis, do I look like someone who betrays others?"
He was exactly that kind of person.
The question was skillfully put, aiming to understand how Song Yi saw him, while also hinting to Song Yi that if he were, he'd say so.
If not, he wouldn't betray the organization immediately after leaving it.
