The wind was too strong, Ji Mingqian didn't hear what he said, so he raised his voice and said, "Do you remember the time I took you on a motorcycle to buy beer and we got ambushed on the way?"
Jiang Yisheng bent his lips, "I remember."
Back then, he was puzzled as to why someone would want to assassinate him when he was just an actor.
He never thought he had another identity behind the scenes.
"That was the kind of life Ajiu and I used to live, constantly in danger," Ji Mingqian slowed down the vehicle, his deep voice overshadowing the cold wind, reaching his ears.
"Are you afraid?"
Jiang Yisheng laughed silently, "Compared to that, being with you is the biggest danger, isn't it?"
Being with him was the boldest choice of his life.
Ji Mingqian was stunned for a few seconds, then hearty laughter overflowed from his throat and scattered with the wind.
"Hahaha."
Obviously, this answer pleased him.
