Factory office.
The manager brought over several sets of brand-new factory uniforms. He Yanmo and Shang Qi changed their clothes and had a simple wash in the bathroom. Now, they were in the office treating their wounds.
He Yanmo's leg had several cuts, not too deep, but they were bleeding.
Shang Qi didn't have any external injuries, but she felt she smelled terrible and kept scratching her head in disgust.
However, they hadn't noticed a dark figure standing outside the window for a long time.
At this moment, He Yanmo was wiping her wound with gauze, frowning. After taking some painkillers, she took out the jade pendant and gently rubbed it, "Qi Bao, do you know the origin of this jade pendant?"
Shang Qi leaned against the windowsill, avoiding the question, "Didn't Brother give it to you?"
"Yes." He Yanmo picked up the red silk thread that Shang Yin had previously given her, threading it into the hole of the jade pendant bit by bit, "Besides that?"
