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As time passed, Liu Jian appeared strange in Autumn Wind's eyes. Autumn Wind guessed that he might be struggling to adapt to the presence of a new life, just like himself...
However, Liu Jian's reaction gradually made Autumn Wind feel panic. He had not spoken a word all night, lying alertly beside Autumn Wind, gently stroking Autumn Wind's belly.
Autumn Wind asked him, "Are we going to keep it?"
His gaze was sad yet gentle, but he remained silent.
The nights of October began to stretch on, and around three or four in the morning, Liu Jian got up and went to the toilet. He stayed inside for a long time and came out with wet eyes.
He gently kissed Autumn Wind's forehead and then wrapped Autumn Wind in his arms.
His heartbeat was slow yet strong; it was a hug that felt as if it could melt Autumn Wind away. Inside his solid chest seemed to beat a scorching sun.
Autumn Wind slowly fell asleep.
When Autumn Wind woke up, it was already afternoon, and Liu Jian had long gone to the office. The autumn sun was still blazing hot, mercilessly continuing to radiate its warmth.
Autumn Wind touched his throat, feeling a bit sore, and his head began to buzz. He got up and reached for the medicine cabinet but stopped before opening it. It was better not to let this life suffer before making any conclusions!
Autumn Wind weakly began to scan the room, which suddenly felt unfamiliar.
On the balcony were Liu Jian's neatly arranged clothes of various styles (in fact, Liu Jian's clothes were always sent to the laundry), the kitchen utensils were all in their places, and the dining table was set with what looked like breakfast food.
Autumn Wind picked up his phone and called him. The phone rang a few times before being hung up. Soon after, Liu Jian messaged Autumn Wind that he was in a meeting.
The message was brief, leaving Autumn Wind unable to guess his attitude. Autumn Wind threw the phone onto the bed and buried his head in the pillow. The "thump thump" of his heartbeat grew increasingly rapid until there was no pause in between.
Could this be the sound of life inside him? No, no, I must have a terminal illness! Autumn Wind quickly sat up. The sound grew louder; upon listening closely, he realized it was actually his phone ringing—Liu Jian had set it to vibrate before leaving in the morning.
The call was from Yu. "Hey, come to my shop!"
"What for?" Autumn Wind collapsed back onto the bed. He felt weak and limp. "I’m not in the mood to go shopping with you!"
"That's not it, dear. I thought about it, and you asked me to help you find a job! Look, you're already pregnant! It’s going to get more inconvenient. Why don't you take over my shop? The pay is good!" Yu's tone was very sincere.
"Don't bother me, I'm not in the mood for that..."
"What's wrong? Liu Jian doesn't want this child?" Yu tapped on the coffee cup, making a clinking sound. "That's not a good sign!"
"Not really, he should think it through. After all, this is not a small matter..."
"Hey, you have to listen to me on this. If Liu Jian doesn't want this child, you should break up with him early and get some compensation... After all, he has plenty of money..." Yu's tone was somewhat snobbish.
"What are you talking about!" Autumn Wind raised her head slightly; Yu's words left her stunned.
"What’s wrong with that? The child is his... If he doesn’t cherish it, what do you expect from him..."
"No, I mean you're bringing money into this..."
"Money? What's wrong with money? Are you going to wait for him to kick you out before asking for compensation... You just... You want to take over my shop because you're short on cash..."
"How did we end up talking about your shop again... Where would I get that kind of money..." Autumn Wind felt a bit annoyed by Yu's constant mention of money.
"No money? Wait a minute, you've been with Liu Jian for so long; you must know his background..."
"Background? Isn't he a lawyer? Does he have anything else?"
"Oh, with that brain of yours, if Liu Jian were to sell you out, would you really be counting his money? Have you ever considered that with his lawyer's salary, how could he afford to buy you several Three Million watches... Are you really that naive or just pretending to be?"
Yu's words left Autumn Wind completely stunned. She suddenly realized she didn't really know Liu Jian well at all. "Then..."
"Then what? Listen to me; if he doesn't marry you, just break up with him. After all, you're not that in love with him..."
"You... how could you say that!" Autumn Wind felt a bit lost as Yu had exposed her secret.
"What is this? If you really love him, you wouldn't go digging into his background... Alright, that's enough. Think carefully about my offer. If you take over my shop, the price will definitely be the lowest!" Yu bluntly expressed her opinion again.
Autumn Wind rolled over in bed and said, "Okay, let me think about it!"
Seeing that Autumn Wind's tone had softened, Yu, who was about to hang up, became excited and started listing the advantages of the shop and the numerous reasons why Autumn Wind must take over, speaking as if there would be no other opportunity like this.
Autumn Wind had no choice but to interrupt Yu: "Hey, this is a shop after all! How can I make a decision right away? Let me think about it!"
"Sure, take your time. Just let me know tomorrow!"
"Okay!" Autumn Wind agreed and hung up the phone. She turned over and looked at the ceiling, suddenly feeling a bit uneasy. So she got out of bed, walked to the living room, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV.
Time passed quickly; Autumn Wind felt like she had only watched for a little while before it went dark.
She pulled out her phone again, and on the screen lay a few messages. Excluding Liu Jian's message, the rest were advertisements. Liu Jian briefly informed Autumn Wind: he had social engagements and would be home late.
When Autumn Wind saw this message, she felt shocked and suspicious. She quickly dialed Wang Shaowu's number. The number rang, but before the music could start playing, Autumn Wind hurriedly hung up.
A sense of foreboding crept into Autumn Wind's heart; she knew this was just Liu Jian avoiding the issue.
Yu's words floated inexplicably into her mind.
She shook her head vigorously to dispel such thoughts; Autumn Wind firmly believed that Liu Jian would never lie to her.
After simply preparing a light dinner, she curled up on the sofa to watch a recorded show. Around ten o'clock, an elderly man known as Manager Uncle came to knock on her door.
After opening the door, Uncle handed Autumn Wind a large yellow envelope that a long-haired woman wearing sunglasses had given her. Upon receiving the envelope, Autumn Wind immediately thought of Qiu Feng, as she had left a message in Autumn Wind's email saying she would drop by to deliver her salary.
Autumn Wind quickly thanked Administrator.
After Administrator went downstairs, Autumn Wind quickly opened the envelope, which contained not New Taiwan Dollars, but a stack of brand new photographs.
The photos were fresh, reflecting bright light. Autumn Wind gently touched them; they were slightly warm, likely printed not long ago. The top photo featured a woman with curly hair cascading down to her chest, showing only a hint of her profile. She was probably the woman with sunglasses that Administrator's uncle mentioned.
Autumn Wind's anti-surveillance mechanism immediately activated; it must be related to Qiu Ruolan, Autumn Wind confidently concluded. Taking a deep breath, Autumn Wind felt relieved that Liu Jian was not home. If he were, Autumn Wind would have to come up with some excuse.
Smiling, Autumn Wind flipped through the photos with an appreciative gaze. She wasn't afraid of being photographed with Qiu Ruolan. The identity of Qiu Feng's former assistant was enough to explain everything.
However, as she continued flipping through the photos, this sense of ease was quickly shattered by the male lead in the next picture. It showed Liu Jian being embraced by the long-haired woman, wearing a smile that Autumn Wind had never seen before—slightly intoxicated. He was dressed in a white shirt with the collar slightly unbuttoned.
The woman's face was fully turned toward the camera; it was none other than Jolie!
In shock, Autumn Wind felt her hands go weak. As she loosened her grip, the photos scattered around her. Her mind went blank as she rushed to the wardrobe and began searching frantically, then looked around on the balcony. Indeed, one of Liu Jian's shirts was missing—he had left wearing that very shirt.
So where was Liu Jian now? With Jolie...
Realizing this, Autumn Wind felt her heart suddenly stop beating. A wave of painful darkness rushed over her, and her legs gave way beneath her.
Her vision blurred, and she felt as light as a leaf before finally collapsing onto the floor, her chest feeling as if it had been crushed by a massive stone pillar.
Autumn Wind almost crawled on the ground, picking up the scattered photos one by one. She pressed her fingers hard against Liu Jian's face in the pictures.
Tears fell uncontrollably, crystal clear; Jolie's face distorted through the refracted droplets. So this was what they called a business trip? Autumn Wind cursed repeatedly.
At that moment, her phone emitted a faint glow on the table and buzzed to life. Straightening up, she moved closer to the table.
It was a call from Qiu Feng. Her voice was cold and devoid of emotion, like a customer service recording: “Sister Qiufeng, you left some personal items at work; please come to the office to collect them!”
Uh-huh, Autumn Wind's vocal cords trembled as she tried to think of something else to say, but Qiu Feng quickly hung up.
Suddenly, Autumn Wind's hands began to shake, and her phone fell to the ground with a loud crash.
Autumn Wind felt a dark aura surging up from deep within the earth's crust, slowly enveloping her with a despair that seemed capable of consuming her.
Autumn Wind became afraid, terrified of this helpless despair.
The phone that had fallen to the ground emitted a faint light again; another call was coming in. The vibrations caused the phone to spin continuously, and Autumn Wind's vision was obscured by tears.
She weakly reached for the phone, not even glancing at it, and directly chose to end the call.
Autumn Wind curled up in the corner, the sounds of the air conditioning, the ticking of the alarm clock, and even the noise of the elevator outside were all painfully clear in Autumn Wind's ears, becoming a tremendous force that roared beside her.
Returning to her bedroom, she buried her head under the pillow, but the sounds followed her like a shadow, and Autumn Wind broke down.
At that moment, the doorbell rang, and unexpectedly, all sounds vanished in an instant.
It must be Liu Jian returning, Autumn Wind thought as she staggered to the door to open it.
But to Autumn Wind's surprise, it was not Liu Jian standing at the door.
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