The rider, clad in a sleek black jumpsuit and reflective helmet, moved with the assured grace of someone who knew she was in control.
Even without seeing her face, Lian could sense it—it was a woman. One look at the customized bike and the way she dressed, he had a good guess who it might be. He smiled faintly, though wariness lingered behind his eyes. The woman reached out, handing him a spare helmet without a word. A flicker of recognition sparked within him, and without hesitation, he grabbed it, slipping it on before hopping behind her. She revved the engine, and the bike shot forward, leaving Jake and his men scrambling to their car, cursing as they tried in vain to catch up. Within seconds, the city blurred around them as she wove through traffic effortlessly, the wind whipping past them. By the time they reached the outskirts, Jake and his crew were nothing more than a memory. The bike skidded to a stop outside a quiet restaurant, and Lian dismounted, still reeling from the unexpected escape. He turned to her, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Before he could ask, she pulled off her helmet, revealing a familiar face framed by tousled hair. He breathed. He'd guessed right. She smirked, lighting a cigarette with a flick of her lighter. “You’re lucky someone decent came to save you,” the smoke curling lazily around her lips. Lian scoffed, “Decent isn’t exactly the word I’d use for you.” She raised her eyebrow with a little suprise and gave a faint smile. He bowed mockingly becausehe felt this woman was somewhere watching before she decided to show up. “Thank you for saving my ass. I was pretty close to cross the river. But ... how you were there?” He wasn't sure if he made his question clear but he wanted to know if was a coincidence again. She tilted her head, studying him with amusement. “Funny, isn’t it? Running into you again, always helping your life.” Lian froze, staring at her. “What do you mean, ‘again’?” Her expression softened, a flicker of disappointment crossing her eyes. “You still can’t remember, huh? This is the third time.” She sighed, shaking her head. “We’ve got a lot to catch up on. But since you’ve forgotten—again—I’ll reintroduce myself. I’m Riley.” She leaned closer, her gaze sharp. “And Lian... how about you buy me a meal?” Lian blinked, caught off guard. “Wait, you know my name?” She tossed something at him—keys. He caught them instinctively, staring down at the object in his palm. “Of course I do,” she said, rolling her eyes. “And since you owe me, you’re driving us back.” Lian glanced at the keys, then back at her, a slow grin spreading across his face. It seemed like she’d read his mind—he’d been itching to get a feel for that bike. With a playful arch of his brow, he nodded. “I know a good place. How about we go there?” Riley eyed him with a surprise. They were already at the restaurant. Looking at the excitement in his eyes, she understood and agreed. They swapped places, and Lian ride feeling a rush of excitement to every second. What should’ve been a quick trip turned into a long, winding ride as he pushed the bike to its limits, savoring every twist and turn, making detours just for the thrill of it. He stole glances at her from time to time, expecting her to complain, but Riley just leaned back, letting him have his fun. By the time they pulled up to a small ramen shop, nearly an hour had passed. They settled into a corner booth, steaming bowls of ramen placed before them. Riley eyed hers skeptically. “Seriously? After saving your life, this is what I get?” she complained, poking at the noodles with a dubious expression. “What am I supposed to eat?” Lian laughed softly, shaking his head. “I’m half Chinese, you know. I wanted to share a bit of comfort food... with someone who gets it.” He paused, then his gaze darkened slightly. “Besides, you’ve got no idea how hard it is to make a living out there. Don’t judge the food just because it’s not fancy. This—” he pointed at her bowl “—is the best ramen in town.” Riley raised an eyebrow, watching him intently. Slowly, almost reluctantly, she picked up her chopsticks and took a bite. For a moment, she looked almost... normal. Something softened in her expression, but she quickly masked it, smirking at him. “Fine, it’s not bad,” Her tone lighter. Lian leaned forward, his smile fading. “So... you said we’ve met before?” Riley slid a card across the table toward him. He stared at it, then back at her, suspicion flickering in his eyes. “A hotel room? Again?” He grimaced. “I’m not that kind of guy, if that’s what you’re thinking—” She cut him off with a whack on his hand with her chopsticks. “Nonsense. I don’t sleep with kids. Show up, and I’ll tell you what happened to your father.” His blood ran cold. He’d never met his father, only seen pictures. He’d spent years searching for answers, driven more by anger than longing. Was she serious? Or was this just some twisted game? “Who are you, really?” he asked quietly, eyes locked on hers. Riley pointed at the card again. “You’ll find out... if you have the guts to come.” She stood abruptly, tossing a few bills on the table. “Keep the bike. Consider it a loan until we meet again.” Before he could protest, she turned and strode out. Lian shot up, ready to follow, but then a sleek, black car pulled up outside. A driver stepped out, opening the door for her. She glanced back, a faint, almost wistful smile on her lips. And then she was gone, disappearing into the night, leaving Lian alone with more questions than answers. But one thing was clear: this woman was dangerous.
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30. The Only Way
Lijun took a step back, still clutching a shard of glass, her eyes sharp and deadly. “You have no idea who you’re dealing with,” she said, voice chilling. “Threatening me was your first mistake. Thinking you could manipulate me was your second.”When she smashed the bottle over his head, she acted on pure instinct, her anger flared that it drowned out all thought. The fury of being manipulated, his threats, ignited something deep within her.But as the glass shattered, realization set in, and her heart hammered in her chest. She knew she screwed herself. There would be no easy escape now. If she was going to get out of this alive, she’d have to fight—and that meant taking on the entire camp?“Now it’s your turn to pay. For every drop of blood of my comrades, and this …" He showed his three fingers. Her grip tightened. Those words confirmed her thoughts, no way without a fight. Since was the case, she should do everything she could. Her eyes glinted as she stared at Andrew, who made
29. Time For Payment
The room fell silent as Andrew uttered the name. Every pair of eyes turned to her, widening in shock. He descended the stairs quickly, his gaze locked on her. When he stopped, just a few steps away, he looked her over with a strange, almost intensity gaze.What the hell is going on…Andrew spread his arms with a crooked grin. “Well, well, well. Are you all seeing this? The infamous ‘Scupper’ herself! Terrorist, fugitive... my idol!” He pointed at her with a hand missing two fingers. “Please, have a seat. Make yourself comfortable.”Lijun stiffened. If she had to choose between getting beheaded or dealing with this, both would be a nightmare. She stole a glance at Lian; he was pale, his jaw clenched. He wasn’t just frightened; he hated this situation as much as she did.They were led to a room where they sat across from Andrew, who lounged with a smug, while a woman brought food and liquor to the table. He studied her as if he had the upper hand, savouring every moment of her discomf
28. I'm Not Her
They remained outside, catching their breath after the fight. Lijun leaned against a tree, watching Lian as he tried to pick up his knife, his hands trembling. She noticed something strange—despite his injuries, he showed no sign of pain, as if his body was numb.She moved toward him, wanting to inspect the damage she’d caused to his hand. She needed him alive; whatever their current situation, he was still useful. She knew the same men from earlier might return, so she had to patch him up quickly before they left. But as she drew closer, Lian’s sharp gaze stopped her.Ignoring his silent warning, she stepped closer and crouched beside him. "Don’t trouble yourself. Honestly, I’m not looking forward to playing nurse here."His dark eyes deepened, studying her in silence.Despite their hostility, Lijun realized that Lian wasn’t a bad person, not really—not the way he wanted her to see him. Even though he clearly wanted something from her, he could have abandoned her. She was nothing
27. Hatred And Mistrust
The tension between them simmered, thick as she narrowed her eyes at him."What? Go to the village?" she spat, her voice cutting through the silence. "Are you out of your mind?"Lian arched a brow, clearly unimpressed by her tone. "You want to stay hidden here forever? I thought you were smarter than that."For three days, they'd been holed up in that abandoned shack, each day stretching longer as they tried to ignore the trouble looming just beyond those thin walls. She barely knew him—this man who seemed to know far too much about her, who claimed he wanted to help her regain her memories and find someone.His proposal seemed absurd. The village was no place for her, not with her face practically branded as a target. He might have a chance there, but she wouldn’t. He still didn’t understand that, and his stubbornness grated at her."The sooner we leave, the sooner we’ll reach before sunset," he arguedShe scoffed. "And I suppose you'll carry me all the way there?" She folded her ar
26. A Good Person
When Lijun jumped, she wasn’t sure she would survive—and truthfully, she didn’t want to. Since the day she’d awakened with no memory and the world’s hateful eyes on her, thoughts of death had become a haunting comfort. But dying was about escaping; she wanted them to think she was gone while she hid, somewhere, still breathing, beyond their reach.When she opened her eyes to find herself not submerged in water, her thoughts returned immediately to Celine’s brother, and she jolted upright from the bed. For reasons she couldn’t explain, that man haunted her. The room around her was worn, built from rough wood and clearly neglected.Nearby, a figure lay on the floor, back turned to her. Her eyes narrowed, suspicion flaring. It couldn’t be him—could it? Whoever he was, he had to be the one who dragged her from the lake.“Why don’t you leave me alone!” she burst out, her voice with frustration.The man stirred, and his voice replied coldly, “You don’t deserve to die… nor live.” As he sat
25. Deep Grave
That evening, Rochelle drove up to Evelyn’s mansion. Though Evelyn had never given her the address, Rochelle had her ways. After all, if she could track down the most elusive criminals, finding one young woman’s home wasn’t exactly a challenge.She wasn’t expecting Lijun to be here, and Rochelle had come for a different reason. However, she had many reasons to believe Evelyn was hiding something valuable.Dialing the house number, Rochelle listened as the phone rang unanswered. She narrowed her eyes, gaze fixed on the mansion. Though the curtains were drawn, the lights on inside suggested Evelyn was home.Rochelle tried again, bracing herself. If Evelyn didn’t answer, she'd take it as a sign of trouble—and barge right in.Finally, Evelyn picked up. Rochelle kept her tone light, though her gaze was steely. “I’ve been outside your place forever. Care to let me in? It's freezing out here.”Silence followed, and Rochelle waited, expecting Evelyn to rush to open the gate. Instead, the dela
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