Sorry, I Mistook You for Someone Else!

Looking at the familiar face in front of her, An Ran's eyes reddened An Ran emotion, and tears welled up in her eyes. If it weren't for the occasion, she would have cried long ago.

However, Chen Mo's polite yet cold words startled her, and she couldn't help but raise her head and look into Chen Mo's eyes.

Unlike the simple and pure eyes she remembered, the eyes in front of her were as dark and deep as the vast universe, with a sharp gaze like a knife. Deep within them was arrogance and majesty, exuding an aura of looking down on all living beings.

If the person in front of her looked incredibly familiar, then those eyes were utterly foreign.

At this moment, An Ran suddenly realized that this was not Chen Mo!

That unfamiliar and cold gaze was like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, instantly extinguishing An Ran's An Ran heart and chilling her to the bone.

An Ran, having calmed down from her agitated state, regained her rationality and couldn't help but laugh at her own earlier thoughts, realizing they were simply deceiving herself.

No martial arts technique could possibly increase a person's height by tens of centimeters, or cause such a drastic change in physique and temperament. This is something that martial arts cannot explain. Although she loves to fantasize and believes in the existence of martial arts, she knows that martial arts are not magic and cannot do what she imagines.

Previously, she had simply seen this person who looked almost exactly like Chen Mo. Because she was always thinking about Chen Mo, she directly regarded him as Chen Mo. Once this subjective judgment was formed, she would instinctively ignore the unreasonable parts or find reasons to justify herself, completely falling into emotional judgment and not considering any logic.

Now that she had calmed down, An Ran quickly realized the problem: not only did their appearances not match, but their identities also didn't fit at all.

If Chen Mo were alive now, he would probably be hiding in anonymity, finding a quiet place to hide. At best, he would be an ordinary person among the Volkswagen, like those knights-errant who are wanted by the government and hide their identities to sell meat and chop wood, rather than posting videos of "whack-a-mole" and car chases on Twitter in a high-profile manner.

Most importantly, the person in front of him was a super-rich man with a net worth of hundreds of millions, who owned a rapidly developing automobile company that was catching up with several of the world's top automobile groups, and was a native-born United States with United States citizenship.

No matter how you look at it, this identity could not possibly be linked to Chen Mo, who was on the run.

Therefore, the person in front of me cannot be Chen Mo; it's just a coincidence that they look very similar.

Having figured things out, An Ran quickly accepted reality, composed herself, and gave Chen Mo an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, you look a lot like one of my friends. I mistook you for someone else."

Looking at An Ran's An Ran eyes, Chen Mo felt a pang of heartache for no reason. After all, she was his old classmate, and judging from her behavior just now, she was obviously very concerned about him. However, he had to deliberately act arrogant and indifferent so as not to let her see through his act.

His identity must never be exposed, at least not until he has enough power to let others know that he is still alive!

So, I can only apologize, An Ran!

Chen Mo didn't show his thoughts on his face. After experiencing several worlds, Chen Mo was no longer the same Chen Mo he used to be.

As the ruler of HYDRA, which controls half the world, and the Divine Emperor of a powerful empire that rules over the entire Europe continent, Chen Mo naturally possesses an aura of majesty and power that overlooks all living beings.

However, he usually keeps this aura under control, including the murderous intent and sharpness he has accumulated in endless killing and battles. If his aura were to erupt completely uncontrollably, its unparalleled power would be enough to make anyone tremble with fear.

The aura and imposing presence that people usually perceive in him is only a small part of what he reveals under his deliberate suppression.

Chen Mo had done this intentionally when he was facing An Ran, to make her feel the difference between Black Chen and "Chen Mo" and to change her mind. Obviously, Chen Mo achieved his goal, but he was not too happy. After all, he had deceived an old classmate who cared about him.

Seeing An Ran's once bright and lively eyes become dim and lost, Chen Mo felt deeply guilty and didn't want her to be sad because of him, so he pretended to be cold and changed the subject.

"I'm here because of the advertising."

An Ran heard Chen Mo mention the advertisement, she realized what they were doing. After glancing at Chen Mo's familiar yet unfamiliar face again, An Ran composed herself and started talking to Chen Mo about serious business.

"Mr. Chen, the situation is like this..."

After listening to An Ran's explanation, Chen Mo understood the problem. After clarifying the specific requirements, Chen Mo turned around and got on the "Knight" truck used for shooting the advertisement.

"Let's get started! I only have half an hour!"

An Ran was taken aback by what she saw, and then quickly ran to the car window and looked up to explain to Chen Mo inside the car.

"Mr. Chen, let's do a rehearsal first. After all, this is a live-fire exercise, and we only have this one vehicle for filming. If we don't film it well this time, the vehicle's exterior will be damaged by bullets, and we won't be able to film it again."

The production of "Knight" is limited, and there are still a lot of orders in the pipeline. Every day, the cars are picked up as soon as they come off the production line. The one used for the filming was one that was squeezed out with great difficulty.

Although the vehicle's armor is highly protective, it can still deform after being hit by bullets. Therefore, An Ran's original plan was to rehearse the entire process first and then complete it in one take with live ammunition.

However, a problem arose with the off-road section, which brought it to a standstill.

Now Chen Mo is asking them to film it directly. Although An Ran some confidence in Chen Mo after watching the video, they can't just film it without even a rehearsal.

Although this advertisement seems simple, it requires a high degree of timing. If you are not careful, you may make a mistake, and if you fail, you can only send the car back for repairs before you can continue filming.

Seeing that An Ran's mood had improved considerably after An Ran got back to work, Chen Mo finally felt relieved. However, he would be going back soon to prepare for his time travel, so he didn't have much time to rehearse here.

Moreover, An Ran had already explained the whole process to him very clearly, and he had also watched the footage of their previous rehearsals. He was already very confident and there was no need to waste any more time.

"It's okay, I brought another one over. If it gets damaged, we'll just get a new one!"

Chen Mo pointed to his car next to him and then said decisively, "Alright, that's it, let's start filming right away!"

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he stepped on the gas and quickly drove the car to the starting position on the road, ready to start filming.