This was an unexpected turn of events. Yang Yi hadn't planned on buying Clint's car back, because it would take too much time, but he never expected that the car he ended up purchasing was the very one Clint had sold.
In fact, Yang Yi had even asked, and upon learning that the seller had bought the car from a middleman, he hadn't given Clint's car a second thought.
But this was indeed a beautiful accident.
"Take a look at your car, it can only belong to you, I hope you like this gift."
Clint rested his hand on the hood, his face filled with infatuation, "Like it? I thought I'd never see her again, but... if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been forced to sell her."
Yang Yi could only shrug, "Uh, all I can say is sorry, and... can you give me my documents back now?"
Clint lifted his head, took a few deep breaths, and then handed over Yang Yi's documents, "Are you really from the CIA?"
Yang Yi smiled as he received his documents, "Genuine."
"You're actually with the CIA?"