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Autumn Wind never expected that the person standing in front of her was Qiu Ruolan. The hallway lights fell on her hair, resembling the halo behind Guanyin Bodhisattva. Autumn Wind took a step back and let her into the room.
She wore a gentle smile on her face, even when she discovered the photo in the corner where Autumn Wind had overlooked it, showing Liu Jian and Jolie hugging each other closely, her expression remained tender.
She gracefully bent down, pinching the photo between her thumb and index finger, shaking it towards Autumn Wind, then held onto it while looking around for a place to set it down.
Although Autumn Wind had been avoiding her, she still noticed the tears on Autumn Wind's face. "I remember you; you never cry. What’s going on now?"
"I'm not crying; I just took out my contact lenses!" Autumn Wind turned her head away, refusing to look at her. "Why are you here? Is there something you need?"
"Me? I missed you! So I came!" She moved closer to Autumn Wind, and before she could protest, she hugged Autumn Wind tightly.
Autumn Wind did not struggle but merely stiffened against her chest, tears welling up again as she tilted her head back to prevent them from falling.
Seeing that Autumn Wind did not resist, Qiu Ruolan continued, "I don’t know if you missed me, but I’m here anyway!" She gently patted Autumn Wind's back.
This action lasted for about a minute until Autumn Wind suddenly reacted and pushed her away. "Let’s sit inside!" Then she turned her back to her.
Qiu Ruolan was not at all polite; she sidestepped past Autumn Wind and directly entered the living room, unceremoniously turning on the light.
"You’ve been living here? Not bad, quite tasteful! Where’s Liu Jian?" She noticed other photos on the table and then scrutinized the one in her hand featuring Liu Jian and a long-haired woman. She scoffed lightly, "You’re not crying alone at home because of these, are you?"
She squinted at the photo closely. "Looks like it was just taken recently! Liu Jian is fooling around with this woman now, right? You must think so."
She laughed coldly while seriously examining the photo as if she had a pawnshop magnifying glass attached to her eyes, resembling an experienced appraiser. "The clothes are from last year, the shoes are last year's Gucci, the bag is last year's Prada. Such neatly coordinated outfits can only mean this photo was taken last year!"
She pressed the photo against Autumn Wind's face. With her other hand, she tapped Autumn Wind's head firmly. "At that time, it seems you didn’t even know Jaes!"
She sighed and looked at Autumn Wind with a disdainful expression. "I really can't understand how you ended up with him! I just called Uncle Wang, and they are together!"
Together? Autumn Wind squinted at Qiu Ruolan, not believing her words.
"You don't really doubt Uncle Wang, do you?" Qiu Ruolan noticed the disbelief on Autumn Wind's face.
Qiu Ruolan's gaze was sincere. Autumn Wind was moved by her, but deliberately said, "Of course I believe Uncle Wang, it's just that hearing it from you... seems like..."
Upon hearing this from Autumn Wind, Qiu Ruolan chuckled, "If you don't believe me, that's fine..."
Autumn Wind and Qiu Ruolan had always been at odds; Qiu Ruolan would never be as gentle with Autumn Wind as she was with others. Autumn Wind wouldn't be magnanimous towards her either.
They were like a pair of feuding lovers, never willing to comply with each other's demands.
But Autumn Wind had never doubted Qiu Ruolan's love for her. Just as Autumn Wind had always deeply loved her.
Yet Autumn Wind raised her head, looking at Qiu Ruolan with determination and a hint of sadness. "I believe Uncle Wang, but I don't believe you!"
Qiu Ruolan quickly turned her head, her eyes flashing with sharp light. It pierced straight through Autumn Wind's body as if seeing through all the secrets and sorrows buried deep in her heart.
Autumn Wind held her gaze for a second. Neither of them spoke, and tears began to flow down Autumn Wind's face uncontrollably.
Seeing Autumn Wind's tear-streaked face made Qiu Ruolan's heart ache.
In fact, Liu Jian's appearance tonight was completely unplanned by Qiu Ruolan.
As night fell, after finishing her work, Qiu Ruolan planned to take a relaxing bath and then enjoy a good night's sleep.
She dimmed the lights in the bathroom and poured a glass of red wine to the side. Just as the soothing shadows began to resonate, her phone rang, interrupting the moment. Frowning, she picked up the phone; it was Lin Yue—a woman who only appeared in front of her when Wang Shaowu was also present.
Looking at the name, she suddenly felt an ominous premonition. Before answering the call, Qiu Ruolan took a gentle sip of wine to calm herself. "Hello, it's you!"
On the other end, Lin Yue didn't speak immediately. It was quiet around her, so quiet that one could hear echoes. After a few seconds of silence, Lin Yue finally spoke, "Are you at home?" Her voice remained clear, like a hot spring bubbling up from the ground—intense yet just right.
"Yes, do you need something..."
"No..." Lin Yue said casually, "I just bought the Aroma and Collagen you needed last time. I'll find time to bring them over."
Qiu Ruolan quickly expressed her gratitude, and Lin Yue continued with small talk. However, just a few minutes later, both realized there were no other topics to discuss and silently hung up.
Qiu Ruolan gently swirled the wine in her glass. Lin Yue's behavior was too unusual; even though they belonged to completely different worlds, the usually meticulous and steady Lin Yue wouldn't stutter or fall silent during a phone call.
She sighed and submerged herself back into her premonition.
A wave of exhaustion washed over her shoulders like a flood, as if a giant hand was caressing her chest layer by layer.
Since Autumn Wind and Qiu Feng had quarreled and left, Qiu Ruolan had been out of sorts. She desperately wanted to know what had happened between them but didn't know whom to ask.
Fortunately, Yao Lizhen provided her with answers in time.
After finishing the first scene of filming, Yao Lizhen didn't leave immediately. She stood behind the set and watched Qiu Ruolan, whose gaze was somewhat vacant and occasionally faltering.
After spending some time in the Dressing Room, Yao Lizhen quickly learned the truth that had angered Qiu Feng from snippets of conversation between the hairstylist, makeup artist, and special guest.
No assistant had ever been treated with such hospitality by Qiu Ruolan as Autumn Wind had been allowed to stay in her exclusive Dressing Room, enjoying pineapple cakes bought by Qiu Ruolan's assistant. Qiu Ruolan had also publicly expressed countless times how much she liked Autumn Wind.
Qiu Ruolan's godchildren, with the sole exception, have all taken the path of being hosts. Recently, there have been rumors about replacing the host with a younger beauty, which easily brings to mind Autumn Wind stepping on Qiu Feng to climb up the high branch of Qiu Ruolan.
Especially in the situation where Qiu Ruolan was late and Autumn Wind had disappeared, it seemed quite natural for Qiu Feng to become furious.
Thinking about how her actions led to the conflict between Autumn Wind and Qiu Feng, Qiu Ruolan couldn't help but feel guilty. She had never felt this way towards Autumn Wind until this moment.
Later, she tried to ease the relationship between the two but was afraid of causing misunderstandings with Qiu Feng again.
Thanks to Qiu Ruolan's efforts, the program did not undergo any changes, and Qiu Feng remained the host.
In the Dressing Room, Qiu Ruolan would occasionally ask about Autumn Wind, and Qiu Feng always looked embarrassed. She would raise her eyebrows and say, "Autumn Wind is not feeling well and is resting at home!" with a flustered expression.
Not knowing how long she had been in the bathtub, Qiu Ruolan finally emerged from her memories.
She glanced at the red wine set aside and suddenly lost interest in pouring herself a drink. Deciding to get out of the bathtub, her phone rang just then, echoing in the empty bathroom.
The caller was Wang Shaowu. Qiu Ruolan sighed, puzzled about what Wang Shaowu wanted from her.
Upon answering the call, before she could voice her question, Wang Shaowu's urgent and powerful voice came through, "What would you want if I told you I'm with your future son-in-law right now?"
"Future son-in-law? Is it Liu Jian?" Qiu Ruolan straightened up and reached for her bath towel. Her fair skin glowed under the dim light, appearing even more delicate. "Whether he can end up with Autumn Wind is still uncertain! Don't be so sure about that! A lawyer should be more precise in their words for greater authority!"
"Alright!" Wang Shaowu sighed. "Let me start over. I have three things to discuss with you. The first thing is that Liu Jian is at an el on Linsen North Road! He’s drunk!"
Qiu Ruolan revealed a smug smile; she finally understood the real reason behind Lin Yue's call. Even the most loving couples can have moments of doubt about each other. She responded with a sound of acknowledgment and began to dry off her body.
"The second thing is that just now an unidentified woman sent a bunch of intimate photos of Liu Jian to Autumn Wind. I bet Autumn Wind is hiding in a corner crying her eyes out right now!"
"What's next?" Qiu Ruolan placed her phone on the washstand, wrapping a towel around her body. Water droplets from her hair rolled down to her chest. "Is that all?"
"The third thing is, Autumn Wind is pregnant!"
Qiu Ruolan froze for a moment, her hand gently wiping the water droplets slowly falling down. Her heart felt as if it had been struck by lightning, leaving her momentarily numb.
Countless images related to her youth flashed through her mind, gradually focusing until one image stood still: a woman strikingly similar to Autumn Wind, her belly slightly rounded, confidently and arrogantly gazing at the camera, as if she were about to leap out of the picture.
"Hey, hey, hey! Are you listening?" Wang Shaowu's voice interrupted Qiu Ruolan.
The towel slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. Qiu Ruolan took a deep breath. "Tell me Liu Jian's address!"
By the time she received the address from Wang Shaowu's app, Qiu Ruolan had already done her makeup and changed her clothes. She walked to the underground parking lot, standing in front of the car while taking deep breaths.
She glanced at the message Wang Shaowu sent and ultimately decided to call Qiu Mowen first.
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