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Autumn Wind felt her brain capacity starting to diminish. She hazily returned to the bedroom, where Liu Jian was lying deeply asleep, his phone quietly placed on the bedside.
Autumn Wind walked over and gently picked up the phone. On the screen was a close-up photo of them smiling brightly together. Autumn Wind swiped the phone, effortlessly unlocking Liu Jian's device.
Her hands trembled as she continuously tapped, and indeed she found on the phone a photo identical to the one in the Newspaper, shock, panic, and fear flooding her.
Autumn Wind felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. She struggled to steady her spinning head, but suddenly everything went black, and she could see nothing.
Standing stiffly in the dizzying darkness, Autumn Wind tried to maintain her consciousness. Her hand went limp, and then the phone fell to the ground with a loud crash.
The sound jolted Autumn Wind back to reality, igniting a slow burn of anger within her.
The noise of the phone dropping not only startled Autumn Wind, but also woke Liu Jian.
He sat up, rubbing his eyes. When he looked up and saw Autumn Wind's face filled with rage, then glanced at his phone lying on the floor, he understood.
A Carp sprang up from the bed. He first gently picked up the phone, as if caressing a child, delicately touching every part of it.
His body trembled slightly before he calmly looked at Autumn Wind. "Do you know?"
Autumn Wind gritted her teeth but could only utter one word, "You..."
"That's right, I did send that photo to the reporter..." His gaze was resolute, showing no signs of evasion.
The universe within Autumn Wind ignited all at once. His fearless demeanor shattered her last line of defense; the giant python hidden within her opened its mouth wide, ready to engulf Autumn Wind in an instant.
Wielding a pillow, Autumn Wind roared at Liu Jian: "You? Why? Don’t you know that Qiu Ruolan just held a press conference? Everything was about to return to calm! Why did you do this? Why!"
Liu Jian said nothing. A hint of tranquility shone in his eyes, like an audience member sitting quietly on stage while actors performed passionately before him.
His calm demeanor once again made Autumn Wind feel a surge of heat; she needed to vent, to release her frustration.
Like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, she rushed into his study, pulled out the paternity test report from his briefcase, and slammed it down on Liu Jian's head, roaring with a heart-wrenching intensity, "The DNA test is out! I have nothing to do with her! Why can't you just leave us alone?"
Yet, the corner of Autumn Wind's eye seemed to be pierced by something sharp. Along with the paternity report came several sheets of paper—snow white with black text and blood-red fingerprints—stabbing into Autumn Wind's tears.
Slowly, Autumn Wind picked up the sheets from the ground. As she examined them closely, she suddenly felt as if she had fallen from the peak of a snow-capped mountain into the depths of a volcanic valley.
These sheets were actually Qiu Mowen's suicide note.
The last line read: Liu Jian would inherit my shares in HK Group 5.
Autumn Wind's nails dug into that line as her face turned ashen as she looked at Liu Jian.
Suddenly, Autumn Wind began to laugh coldly, like a witch imprisoned in a cage. It turned out that Liu Jian was still so far away from her; there were so many things she didn't know.
Autumn Wind picked up Qiu Mowen's suicide note and slapped it onto Liu Jian's face. Unable to hold back her tears any longer, she cried out, "What is going on? Don't tell me this is your lawyer's fee! Liu Jian, I can't believe I misjudged you..."
Involuntarily, Autumn Wind leaned back until her back hit the wall, only then realizing that her back was drenched in sweat. She leaned against the wall and began to sob.
Liu Jian slowly approached Autumn Wind. He first placed his hands on her shoulders and then gently cupped her face. He reached out his thumb and softly wiped away her tears.
However, Autumn Wind stubbornly pried his hands away, anger seeping through her body like venom. She wished she could spit it all in Liu Jian's face: "Don't you dare touch me! Stop pretending to be gentle in front of me! You’ve done so many filthy things! Let go of me and get lost!"
Liu Jian was taken aback; this was the first time Autumn Wind had cursed in front of him, and his face began to flush red.
He picked up the suicide note from the ground, and with a forceful grip, the thin paper immediately crumbled to pieces.
This time, Liu Jian was angry.
"Qiu Wendy, can you stop being so selfish? Do you think you're so clean? You're just like Qiu Ruolan! Just as selfish. You are not mother and daughter; I will never believe that! Have you ever thought about how much Ervin is suffering? Have you ever cared about his feelings? Do you know how much he has done for you? How much pain he has endured? He has nearly lost his life for you, and what are you doing? You are not the only one who knows how to hide things in this world!"
He suddenly stopped, took out a thick stack of items from the bag where Autumn Wind had just discovered the will, which carried a strong smell of blood. Before Autumn Wind could see clearly, he threw it in Autumn Wind's face.
It was a stack of photographs, fluttering in the air like butterflies. Liu Jian's voice continued to roar: "These, these are all things he exchanged his life for. He was really foolish!"
Autumn Wind reached out to grab one; it was an indecent photo of herself and Shaolan. Grabbing another, it was a similarly shocking photo of Qiu Ruolan.
Autumn Wind stopped crying and looked up at Liu Jian. His face was flushed red, like a child who had been wronged but was trying to hold back tears.
Seeing Autumn Wind stop crying, he opened his arms and embraced the shocked Autumn Wind. Autumn Wind could clearly feel his arms trembling as he held her.
At that moment, Autumn Wind truly realized that Qiu Mowen was in trouble.
...
The morning after Liu Jian left the villa, under the cover of night, he drove directly to Qiu Mowen's apartment.
To avoid being recognized by paparazzi, he parked near Qiu Mowen's home and put on a wig before walking toward the apartment.
The building administrator happened to be absent, so Liu Jian went straight up in the elevator.
As soon as he entered Qiu Mowen's home, he saw Qiu Ruolan sitting on the sofa with a serious expression. Her hands were crossed, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, radiating anger as they followed Qiu Mowen's movements.
Liu Jian gently placed his bag on the sofa and then removed the wig.
Qiu Ruolan initially did not notice the difference in Liu Jian compared to previous days. When the wig was placed on the sofa by Liu Jian, Qiu Ruolan was momentarily taken aback, then burst into laughter.
Her brows and eyes danced with energy, but as she laughed, tears began to flow down her cheeks.
She took a deep breath and eventually stopped the tears.
Qiu Ruolan looked at Liu Jian and suddenly asked, "Ervin, do you know about the illness?"
"Well... um..." Liu Jian stood in front of Qiu Ruolan, who usually appeared relaxed. Even after learning about Autumn Wind and Qiu Ruolan's identities, he had not changed.
However, since yesterday when Qiu Mowen handed Autumn Wind over to him, that feeling had vanished.
In an instant, he was overwhelmed by a sense of authority.
"You know... do you know why you didn't persuade him to undergo surgery..." Qiu Ruolan scolded Liu Jian sternly.
"This...," Liu Jian's face showed a hint of embarrassment as he glanced sideways at Qiu Mowen.
Qiu Mowen's face remained pale; despite his efforts to smile, it still conveyed a sense of being gravely ill. He gestured for Liu Jian to sit down. "Come on, let's not dwell on that... let's talk about the Press Conference we are going to hold..."
Qiu Mowen tried hard to ease the atmosphere, but Qiu Ruolan showed no signs of yielding. She sat up from the sofa and said sharply, "The press conference is our company's matter... how to handle it will be decided by our company... you should pay more attention to your health... don't worry unnecessarily..."
Qiu Ruolan's tone was filled with disdain and ungratefulness. She huffed through her nose and then walked toward the bedroom.
Qiu Ruolan's arrogant demeanor starkly contrasted with her gentle appearance on television, especially her mockery of Qiu Mowen, which Liu Jian found unacceptable. He glared at Qiu Ruolan's retreating figure, unable to hide his anger.
Qiu Mowen smiled slightly and pointed to the sofa, indicating for Liu Jian to sit down. He took out several sheets of paper and handed them to Liu Jian, speaking softly, "This is my revised will. For verification purposes, I have left my shares in HK5 to you... According to what I know, your parents already have shares in our HK..."
Qiu Mowen thought for a moment and then said, "The lawyer handling Chen Shanni's estate contacted me yesterday. According to the assessment, after the auction of her fixed assets to pay off her debts and her parents' pensions, there will be a little left... According to her will, she left this portion of money to me..."
Hearing this from Qiu Mowen, Liu Jian's mouth slightly opened, "Are you sure this is true..."
Qiu Mowen nodded slightly and sighed, "It seems I won't be able to wait... However, I have made detailed arrangements in the will for the return... When the time comes..." He did not continue but looked at Liu Jian with a trusting gaze and reached out to gently pat Liu Jian's shoulder, "I'll leave it to you then..."
Liu Jian nodded with a pained expression. Just as he was about to speak, Qiu Mowen's phone on the table rang, and an elderly voice came through the receiver, "Is this Qiu Mowen? I have what you want... If you don't want to embarrass yourself at Qiu Ruolan's Press Conference today... bring ten million and wait for me at the entrance of Christmas... Don't try any tricks; I know you have money, it's the payment you didn't make to Chen Shanni last time... Otherwise, Qiu Ruolan's Press Conference will become very awkward..."
How could he know about Chen Shanni? Qiu Mowen was startled and thought, what should I do?
Qiu Mowen looked at Liu Jian in distress, and Liu Jian also heard the elderly voice.
After exchanging glances, Qiu Mowen put on a pair of glasses and walked toward the study. He picked up a checkbook, quickly signed it, and stuffed it into his jacket pocket.
Grabbing his car keys, he headed for the door. At the moment Qiu Mowen was writing the check, Liu Jian took the will from the table and placed it into a Briefcase before following Qiu Mowen out of the apartment.
After Qiu Mowen and Liu Jian left, the bedroom door gently opened, revealing Qiu Ruolan with red eyes peeking out.
Seeing Qiu Mowen and Liu Jian leave in such a hurry, she knew something had happened...
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