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Chapter 1597 - 1599: Her Scent
Chapter 1597: Chapter 1599: Her Scent"What do you do? Why should I go with you?" Nian Mutong asked softly.
Cheng Cheng stopped abruptly, his eyes narrowing slightly as he stared deeply at her.
Seeing her wary and uneasy appearance, a hint of suspicion suddenly appeared in his heart.
He stepped forward and took a deep breath.
This scent—it was unmistakably hers.
Back then, although he was conscious, he wasn’t entirely lucid. He hadn’t seen her face, but he knew she was a very young woman. What left the deepest impression on him was her scent—a faint, mysterious fragrance, refreshing and intoxicating.
This was definitely the scent.
Cheng Cheng was certain he hadn’t made a mistake.
But now, the young woman in front of him showed even more panic as he took another step closer. Uneasy, she retreated two steps.
Such timid behavior—perfectly normal for most women—but it shouldn’t have been what she was like.
Where was it back then? She had dared to go to such a dangerous place, dared to rescue him from those layers of entangled vines, leaving him water. How could someone so bold be this timid?
The person before him only resembled her in scent; everything else was different.
Cheng Cheng’s gaze turned colder again. He stepped back and spoke in a deep voice, "I’m sorry, but may I ask—have you ever been to the border?"
Nian Mutong pressed her lips together.
Suddenly, she felt a bit tense and slowly realized that he had mistaken her for someone else.
But why had he mistaken her?
Judging by his demeanor, he wasn’t an ordinary person. At the very least, there was an air of authority about him, similar to Meng Xinian. Was he part of the Supervisor Guard?
"Hmm?" Cheng Cheng frowned and said, "I may have been a bit abrupt, but I hope you can answer me. I’m
She was almost certain now that the person Cheng Cheng was searching for was Chiang Xiao.
But why was Chiang Xiao so extraordinary? She was practically making the entire Meng Family bend to her will, and now she had even become the savior of this remarkable man?
"Yes, they’re mine," she said firmly. "The clothes I’m wearing—if they’re not mine, whose else could they be?"
Cheng Cheng’s lips curved slightly downward.
"Well, that was rash of me. My apologies."
Cheng Cheng said these words and immediately turned to leave.
Nian Mutong couldn’t help but call after him, "Hey!"
"Is there something else?" Cheng Cheng paused.
"You’re looking for someone with this scent, right?" Nian Mutong mustered up her courage and said, "I suddenly remembered—I’m not sure why the scent is on my clothes. Maybe it’s from the laundry soap, or maybe I mixed some perfumes and hung them in the closet, and the scent transferred onto the fabric."