Qiu Hai walked into the living room and saw Autumn Wind seemingly frozen in place. He smiled brightly at her and then circled around to stand behind her.
However, instead of hugging Autumn Wind from behind as he usually did, he simply stood quietly behind her.
This action undoubtedly confirmed Autumn Wind's suspicions. Her heart raced, and she looked anxiously at Liu Jian, who unexpectedly smiled lightly, a calm, pure smile without any hint of impurities.
In Autumn Wind's mind, there was only one thought: Liu Jian must know something again, just like before!
She dared not turn to look at Qiu Hai. No, he might be Qiu Mowen!
Countless ants crawled up her back, biting at her skin. Was it pain? Not just that! Was it itching? Not entirely... All she knew was that her forehead and back were covered in sweat.
But after that, nothing happened. After exchanging a glance with Liu Jian, Qiu Hai said nothing to Autumn Wind and walked out of the villa, one in front of the other. Their upright figures and steady steps seemed to be moving with great intensity...
It felt as if a stone were pressing down on Autumn Wind's chest, making it hard for her to breathe. Once their figures completely disappeared, she let out a loud "ah" and rushed back to her room.
In the opposite villa, a faint light glowed from Qiu Hai's room, but Autumn Wind no longer had the courage to linger by the window. Thinking about how she had openly spent time with Qiu Mowen, a time she had never dared to imagine, should she feel grateful?
After hearing Autumn Wind's scream, Fish rushed out of her room. Standing at the door, she was about to knock when she heard Autumn Wind's sorrowful cries. Her hand froze in mid-air and slowly lowered; perhaps all Autumn Wind needed right now was a quiet space.
In a daze, another night passed. Lying in bed, last night's tears had swollen her eyelids so much that she could barely open her eyes. She touched her eyelids; they felt waterlogged. “Sister Liu, bring me some ice cubes; my eyes are swollen!”
The cold ice cubes pressed against her eyes brought back last night's thoughts, leaving her feeling hollow as if her heart had been scooped out.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, causing Autumn Wind's body to involuntarily tense up. As she slid open her phone, Qiu Ruolan's gentle voice came through. “ily is getting engaged next week; your Uncle Wang invites you…”
Thinking of Wang Jiaru's face from last night made Autumn Wind blurt out immediately, “Absolutely not!” But recalling how she hadn’t lost anything last night while Wang Jiaru had suffered made her feel satisfied. So she quickly changed her mind. “Alright, I must attend!”
“Hmm,” replied Qiu Ruolan. “I have things to do here; I’ll talk to you later!”
Originally wanting to discuss the similarities between Qiu Hai and Qiu Mowen, when the words reached her lips and hearing this instead made her feel even more desolate. “Okay then, bye!”
Perhaps it really was a coincidence. Do you have real evidence proving that Qiu Hai is indeed Qiu Mowen? No? And even if you did, so what? Isn’t Qiu Mowen the person you’ve always wanted to be with? Autumn Wind tried to convince herself, but…
"Wait, if Qiu Mowen is not dead, then Qiu Feng wouldn't have to face such a heavy sentence. What about Phoebe...
Thinking of Phoebe naturally brings Xiao Yuan to mind. I wonder how Xiao Yuan will react upon hearing the news of Wang Jiaru's engagement?
Autumn Wind's thoughts radiated outward, one thread after another, eventually forming a massive spider web.
The spider web "whooshed" as it lost its anchor, finally landing on Autumn Wind's head. Time returned to the initial question—was Qiu Haizhen Qiu Mowen?
The ice slowly lost its chill. Autumn Wind couldn't bear the weight of it all and sprang up from the bed. No, it could only be a figment of her imagination.
Names that had appeared countless times in dreams felt unbearable when they truly manifested!
Sister Liu checked the time and came in to replace Autumn Wind's ice pack. "Sister, breakfast is ready. Do you want to come down and eat?" As she replaced the ice pack, a wave of cold spread through her body, which felt quite comfortable.
"No need, just bring me a glass of milk later. What about the fish?" Autumn Wind replied weakly.
"Yes, Sister Jiang is downstairs eating!" Sister Liu pushed open the door and answered softly. Her throat trembled as if she wanted to say something more but ended up sighing helplessly.
The sigh was soft but still reached Autumn Wind's ears. "What's wrong, Sister Liu? Do you have something?"
"No, nothing!" Sister Liu lifted her head and stared at Autumn Wind's ice-covered eyes, murmuring.
Autumn Wind couldn't see Sister Liu's eyes and didn't want to guess her expression. She softly replied with an "mm," then said, "If anyone comes looking for me today, turn them away. Just say I'm not here! You can go now!"
"Understood!" Sister Liu agreed and exited the room.
For an entire hour, Autumn Wind's phone belonging to Qiu Hai remained silent. She sat like a wooden figure on the windowsill with the curtains drawn, wanting to pull them back and see the scenery outside but ultimately chose to give up due to her cowardice.
At the same time, in another apartment belonging to Autumn Wind, another person sat dejectedly by the window, reaching up to touch the wound on his cheek. The sharp pain made him involuntarily twitch his lips.
He slowly lit a cigarette and exhaled one smoke ring after another. Though faint, they still rose in wisps."
Xiao Yuan sighed despondently, his eyes scanning the messy room. It had just been ransacked again, this time by Sister Lian and her people. Ever since breaking up with Qiu Feng, debt collectors had come one after another. If it weren't for the fact that this house belonged to Autumn Wind, it might not have survived either.
Without Qiu Feng, who was not exactly a robust cash cow, Xiao Yuan finally felt the pressure of life. Sister Lian and the others had one last chance next week; if he couldn't come up with the money, he would have to give up one of his arms. Moreover, Autumn Wind's new lawyer had sent a letter demanding he vacate the house after Qiu Feng signed the divorce agreement.
At this moment, Xiao Yuan was truly in dire straits—where could he find money?
Suddenly, he remembered Wang Jiaru; she had money and would definitely lend him some!
However, Xiao Yuan hadn't seen her in a long time. Sighing, he realized that she wasn't even answering her phone anymore. Yet he wasn't worried at all; during his eight-year marriage with Qiu Feng, their relationship had never truly ended.
Although Wang Jiaru had dated other men during this time, she always circled back to him.
This was the best manifestation of a man's charm—able to make a woman come and go at will!
He took out his phone and dialed Wang Jiaru's number, but once again, she did not answer.
What was going on? Xiao Yuan began to feel anxious. He hadn't seen any news about Wang Jiaru in the newspapers. In this era of paparazzi culture, as long as you had a bit of fame or encountered some trouble (even something as trivial as forgetting to close the door while using a public restroom), it would be reported.
Frustrated, Xiao Yuan hung up the phone. Unable to reach her, he decided to search for her at public relations events where Wang Jiaru often appeared. However, after several days of searching public venues, he couldn't find any trace of her; even her phone seemed to be turned off.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer before Sister Lian's deadline, Xiao Yuan steeled himself and headed straight for Wang Ling's villa. He had heard from Wang Jiaru that as long as Wang Ling was in Taipei, she would host family dinners every week.
Surely waiting around would help him find her!
When Xiao Yuan was still a member of an idol group, he had attended an anniversary celebration at Wang Ling's villa. But today, the villa was bustling with activity beyond what he remembered—what could have happened?
The people around him were all dressed impeccably. Xiao Yuan instinctively adjusted his attire and felt grateful that he had chosen to wear a suit today.
He stepped slowly toward the banquet hall, certain that Wang Jiaru must be inside; she was a woman who loved being surrounded by others and wouldn't miss an opportunity to be the center of attention!
Suddenly, two strong arms appeared in front of Xiao Yuan. Two serious-looking men blocked his path on either side. "Sir, do you have an invitation?"
"Invitation? What invitation? I'm your sister's friend, it's me, don't you recognize me?" Xiao Yuan exclaimed in shock.
Guests arrived behind him, and the man waved his hand, signaling Xiao Yuan to step aside. Xiao Yuan then took a step back and leaned forward to see the bright red invitation in the guest's hand.
What? Today is Wang Jiaru's engagement party? That's exactly what the invitation says? What's going on here?
At that moment, a tiny earpiece in the man's ear buzzed. The man on the left lowered his head to listen carefully for a moment, then moved forward to stand directly in front of Xiao Yuan.
"What's wrong? You recognize me now! What's happening inside? I want to go in and see clearly!" It must be a mistake; I don't know anything. How could Wang Jiaru be getting engaged? Xiao Yuan stepped forward toward the banquet hall, but the man waved his hand, and two even more muscular men appeared behind him, surrounding Xiao Yuan on both sides.
"What do you want! I'm Xiao Yuan, your sister's boyfriend!" he shouted loudly, trying to charge forward, but the muscular man showed no sign of being gentle due to Xiao Yuan's actions. They blocked Xiao Yuan and directly pushed him out of the Royal Family.
"If you show up here again, watch your back!" the two muscular men said in unison with fierce expressions. As soon as they let go, Xiao Yuan fell to the ground.
Xiao Yuan knelt on the ground, taking a moment to realize what had happened. Today is indeed Wang Jiaru's engagement party; she doesn't want me causing trouble!
I've been dumped! Like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, Xiao Yuan felt as if he had been struck hard. This detestable woman actually dumped me. He sprang up from the ground, brushed off the dirt from his pants, his eyes filled with fury. Just you wait...
He stood unsteadily by the roadside and waved for a taxi.
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