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A month later, in the intensive care unit of Jing'an Hospital, Yun Zhi Yue lay in a blue and white hospital gown, resting her chin on the windowsill, silent as the wind blew through.
Her arm bore a penetrating wound, carefully avoiding any damage to the bones, leaving no lasting effects. After a month of healing, her flesh had mended, and there were no other injuries on her body. However, the wound on her arm had been tainted by a special pigment that seeped into her flesh, leaving an indelible mark.
The scar from the incision was marked by a single line of blue, not ugly but rather possessing a unique beauty.
During this month, many people had come to visit Yun Zhi Yue, yet she refused to communicate with anyone, as if she existed in a world of her own. Outside the hospital room stood Yun Fu, who had aged considerably in just one month; his temples were graying as he looked at his daughter inside the room, guilt evident in his eyes. If it weren't for him and Yue Xiang's past entanglements, his daughter would not have been caught in this situation.
Lan Mu also appeared worn and haggard; the usual vibrancy was absent from her face as she entered and draped a coat over Yun Zhi Yue's shoulders. Her gaze swept over the blue markings on her daughter's arm, filled with anger and despair, ultimately giving way to deep sorrow.
No one pressured Yun Zhi Yue to speak. Lan Mu gently patted her back repeatedly, as if trying to reassure her that she was there for her mother.
The door to the hospital room opened softly. Sensing who had arrived, Yun Zhi Yue turned to look. After a month of silence, she finally uttered her first words: "Nan Jing, we are breaking off our engagement."
"Alright." Nan Jing responded without hesitation or any hint of displeasure. As usual, he brought her fresh fruit and her favorite meals, pouring water and taking care of all her needs.
"Have you heard? Nan Zong and Miss Yun have called off their engagement!"
"Hush! Keep your voice down! I heard it was Yun Zhi Yue who cheated and got caught by Nan Zong."
"Pfft! Are you serious? What version is that? I heard it was Nan Zong who came out with President Zhou; Miss Yun is actually the victim."
"What! Is that true? Where did you get that news?"
"Hahaha! You don’t know? I have relatives working at Huang Fei Club. It’s said that after Nan Zong broke off the engagement, President Zhou didn’t care about his overseas development anymore and has been spending all his time with Nan Zong at Huang Fei—it's their dating paradise."
"Oh my! These rich people really know how to have fun."
The crisp sound of clinking glasses filled the air. Two men, each powerful in their own realms, sat together like brothers, sharing drinks to ease their worries.
Zhou Yu had been chewing on his words for a long time, but in the end, he couldn't hold back any longer. "I thought our brotherhood would remain as it is for life. You would marry and settle down, and I would be there to witness your moments of happiness. But unexpectedly..."
Nan Jing's expression remained largely unchanged as he downed the last of his amber-colored drink.
"I've liked Yun Zhi Yue for five years," Zhou Yu continued. "Yet I never truly acknowledged it in my heart. But when I first saw her with him, I felt an overwhelming sense of crisis. I trusted my instincts and began to pay attention to everything about them. There was clearly no crossing of boundaries, yet that sense of danger was like a thorn in my back."
It wasn't until the moment he took Yun Zhi Yue away that I instantly guessed his intention—to deepen the imprint he had left on her heart in the most unforgettable way. I wanted to save her; I didn't want him to succeed. But the truth was, once a dead man was involved, there was no stopping him. He had won this round.
Zhou Yu raised his glass again. "So, are you conceding then? You let Yun Zhi Yue say she wants to break off the engagement without even trying to fight for her?"
Nan Jing scoffed lightly. "Concede? I may have let her mention the engagement being called off, but that's because I can't compete with a dead man. I'll accept that loss, but afterward, how can a dead man compare to a living one?"
Zhou Yu's interest piqued. "What do you plan to do?"
Nan Jing shook his head. "There's no rush. Yun Zhi Yue's feelings for me are far less than what she shows outwardly. Initially, I intended to slowly gain control over her, binding her hands and feet."
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