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Not long after Hai and the agent left the villa, Autumn Wind received an email from Hai.
Rather than an email, it felt more like a detailed project proposal. After reading the content, Autumn Wind even thought that the recording on the other end sounded like lines from a script.
Based on the hints in the email, Autumn Wind practiced briefly and headed straight to the police station, where she was greeted by a young female officer.
With trepidation, Autumn Wind explained the situation to the police. As soon as she finished her statement, she immediately decided to "escape" from the police station. Upon standing up, she unexpectedly saw Chen Guoliang and approached him, saying, "Chan Sir, long time no see!"
Chen Guoliang smiled, "Yes, long time no see, Sister Qiu. You're here at the police station because..."
"It's just a small matter!" Autumn Wind looked up to meet Chen Guoliang's gaze. Words were swirling in her throat, but she didn't know how to start. Finally, she swallowed hard and said, "Chan Sir, I have other things to attend to, so I'll take my leave..."
Just as Autumn Wind turned around, Chen Guoliang's loud voice called out, "Wait a moment!"
Turning back in confusion, Autumn Wind looked at Chen Guoliang again. "Chan Sir, is there something you need?"
Chen Guoliang raised his gaze to look at Ahe and Ah Wei standing behind Autumn Wind. Understanding his hint, she gently waved her hand for them to wait outside.
Once they left, Chen Guoliang began speaking: "Sister Qiu, we are deeply saddened by Mr. Qiu Mowen's death. After nearly a year of investigation and tracking, we have now grasped important leads and expect to solve the case soon..."
Autumn Wind bit her lower lip to suppress her emotions, lowered her head, and quickly walked out of the police station.
According to the arrangements in the email, Y Agency hoped that Autumn Wind would swiftly hold a Press Conference—this way it wouldn't affect tomorrow's signing event. Sister Qiufeng, I’m counting on you...
Sitting in the chair arranged for her by Y Agency at the Press Conference, Autumn Wind forced a bitter smile. Countless microphones were pointed at her; she took a deep breath and adjusted her state of mind.
She did her best to appear calm and composed, wearing a bright smile as she faced the reporters' questions.
"Excuse me, Sister Qiufeng, is it true what was said in the recording that there is some history between you and Huang Zihe?"
Autumn Wind smiled lightly, "If there were any issues, would I still be here? He and I are very good friends!"
"Sister Qiufeng, what is the truth behind the content of that recording?"
Autumn Wind brushed her hair aside, "It's a script I wrote; it shouldn't be surprising that my name appears in the dialogue!"
"The dialogue mentioned y(). Can we confirm that Sister Qiufeng hopes for y() to star in it?"
"Well! Since the script is not yet finalized, I can't disclose too much..." Autumn Wind finished speaking and gave a glance to Awei, who immediately began helping Ahe to break through the crowd.
"Can you reveal whether it's a movie or a TV series?"
"Is HK planning to enter the film and television industry?"
...
The reporters' questions came crashing down again, but Autumn Wind only responded with a smile. She exchanged a look with Ahe and Awei, then stood up. The two immediately took her hands to protect her as they struggled forward, finally breaking through the crowd and heading straight for the villa.
In the spacious and bright living room, light blue curtains fluttered in the wind. Qiu Hai sat casually on the sofa with his legs crossed, while Sister Liu stood beside him with a serious expression. Qiu Hai glanced at the willows swaying outside the window and spoke in a deep voice, "When did your sister go out?"
"After lunch?" Sister Liu looked at Qiu Hai's face and noticed that his originally imposing demeanor had become even more serious. She lowered her gaze and answered briefly.
"Is it about Huang Zihe?" Qiu Hai asked back.
Sister Liu's lips trembled, ultimately only managing to say three words, "Not sure?"
"What about Jiang Yu?" Qiu Hai surveyed the entire villa but did not see Yu or Oke, prompting him to ask again.
"Sister Jiang has gone back to her mother's house!" Sister Liu did not look up, just heard Qiu Hai respond with a sound, then retreated back into the kitchen.
As soon as she entered the kitchen, she heard Qiu Hai on the phone. "Yeah, okay, ten minutes is fine. Do you need me to pick you up? Okay!" After hanging up, Qiu Hai's voice came through, "Sister Liu, help your sister prepare a fish..."
Her sister would be back soon! Sister Liu thought and immediately replied, "Sure..."
But until Sister Liu finished preparing the fish, Autumn Wind still had not appeared as expected. When she called, the tone on the line indicated that Autumn Wind's phone was unreachable.
Anxiety surged up. Qiu Hai stood up from the sofa and paced back and forth in the living room, his brows furrowed tightly, and his steps grew more frantic. "Sister Liu, call Uncle Liu and ask what happened!"
"Okay... but his phone is unreachable!" Sister Liu took out her phone to call Uncle Liu, panicking as she shouted, "And Ahe... ah... his phone is also unreachable, and Ah Wei..." Despairingly looking up at Qiu Hai, she said, "None of them are reachable!"
Something must have happened! Qiu Hai grabbed the coat from the sofa and rushed out of the villa. He jumped into the car and while starting the engine, he called Kedan. "Hey, something's wrong. Help me find Autumn Wind... I can't get in touch with her..."
"Got it!" Kedan replied cheerfully.
After hanging up with Qiu Hai, Autumn Wind signaled to speed up. With her hand resting on the car window and her eyes slightly squinted, just as she was feeling a bit hazy, her phone rang loudly. Glancing over, she saw an unfamiliar number and handed it to Ahe in the passenger seat. "Ask who it is; if it's a reporter, it's inconvenient for me!"
Ahe took the phone. "Hello, may I ask who this is?" After hearing the voice on the other end, Ahe returned the phone to Autumn Wind. "It's Mr. Huang Zihe!"
Huang Zihe? Autumn Wind was startled and took the phone, stammering, "Hello! Um..."
Huang Zihe's voice sounded weary; it seemed just as Hai and others had said—Huang Zihe was almost at his breaking point! His voice was low. "Thank you! I... I want to see you for a moment!"
"Um..." Autumn Wind raised her wrist to check the time, feeling a bit troubled.
Huang Zihe choked up and said, "If it's not convenient, then forget it..."
"No, no... Alright, where are you now?" The sadness in Huang Zihe's voice made Autumn Wind feel a pang of guilt for Li Gu. Autumn Wind agreed to Huang Zihe's request and handed her phone to Ahe, "Ask for the address; let's go meet him first!"
Following Huang Zihe's directions, Autumn Wind and her group quickly arrived at an underground dance studio. Apart from Huang Zihe, the other members, along with Hai and their manager, were also present. Upon seeing Autumn Wind arrive, everyone stepped out of the dance studio. Ahe and Ah Wei escorted Autumn Wind to the door and then stopped.
The two stood at the entrance with serious expressions, intently observing their surroundings. Behind their dark sunglasses, their eyes were sharp and alert as they scanned the environment.
Huang Zihe sat in the middle of the classroom, his exhausted shadow reflected in the large dance mirror. His eyes were dull and lifeless. After Jolie leaked the recording, he faced pressure from all sides; he had never felt so helpless during this time.
Autumn Wind pulled a mat from the corner and quietly sat beside Huang Zihe. The mirror reflected two weary figures. Autumn Wind stared at Huang Zihe for a while and said, "From this angle, you really look a lot like Li Gu!" She wanted to appear relaxed, but her words were laced with uncontrollable sadness.
She looked at Huang Zihe in the mirror, his head buried deeply between his legs. His shoulders began to tremble violently, followed by soft sobs escaping him. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."
With a gentle smile, she reached out and patted Huang Zihe's shoulder. "It's okay; I'm doing fine!"
Huang Zihe's shoulders shook even more violently. "What happened in Jinan was actually arranged by me; Li Gu didn't leave anything behind. There’s also quite a bit of my family there. I just wanted you to disappear... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry!"
What happened in Jinan? What! A wave of panic washed over her, freezing the smile on her face. The hand resting on Huang Zihe's shoulder felt as if it had been pricked by needles and quickly withdrew.
She suddenly let out a long breath. "It's okay! Nothing major happened to me!" Although it was meant to be comforting, her words clearly carried sadness as she recalled how close she had come to being stuffed into a suitcase, causing her back to break out in a sweat.
But no matter how shocked or disbelieving she was about this reality, she felt no anger at all.
Looking up at Huang Zihe, she lifted his face from between his legs. His handsome face was already streaked with tears, glistening droplets rolling down from the corners of his eyes.
Autumn Wind met his gaze and said gently yet calmly, "If Li Gu saw you like this, he would be very sad!"
She then thought of Qiu Mowen; perhaps when Qiu Mowen had just left, she too had looked just as forlorn.
She should also cheer up like she advised Huang Zihe.
With her hands on the ground, she stood up, spread her arms, and turned her body. The mirror reflected her dancing figure as she reached out to Huang Zihe, "If you can't stand up by yourself, I can help you up!"
Huang Zihe looked up at Autumn Wind's hand in front of him, lowered his head, and pushed himself up with his hands.
The two exchanged smiles. Autumn Wind shrugged, "Alright, for those who have passed away, we must live well!" With that, she turned and walked towards the door, placing her hand on the doorknob. She turned her head and smiled lightly, "I suddenly realize that we both are quite inspiring. I might really write a script; remember to come and audition for a suitable role!"
She withdrew her hand from the doorknob and playfully made a "cheer up" gesture before turning to look at the door.
"Autumn Wind, wait a moment!" Huang Zihe's voice came again.
"Is there anything else?" Autumn Wind asked as she turned back.
"No, I just want to thank you for forgiving me!" Huang Zihe's throat trembled.
With a sweet smile, Autumn Wind strode out of the dance studio.
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