Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The security officer stared at Xiao Yi’s completely darkened expression, feeling the strong pressure Xiao Yi was exuding. He said in trepidation, “The manager has already left for the night.”
Xiao Yi leaned back on the sofa, looking like he was not planning to leave at all as he crossed his slender legs elegantly. “Then why don’t you call and ask him who the developer is for this building?”
The security officer made a call and conversed slightly with the operations manager, before he hung up. “He said that the developer’s surname is Xiao.”
Xiao Yi stared at the security officer with a half smile. “So, who do you think you are talking to?”
The security officer understood almost immediately. “You’re thatー”
Xiao Yi interrupted the security officer. “Then why aren’t you leaving yet?”
The security officer did not dare say anything more, as he hurriedly walked out of the apartment. All he had on his mind was that he was seriously afraid he would lose his job within the next second.
…
After Xia Yanran ran back to her bedroom and called the security officer, she took a shower.
She covered her face under the shower, closing her eyes as tears fell out of them sorrowfully.
He only treated her as a venting toy, that was why he still forced her like he did in the past!
Didn’t he already have Qin Peipei now? How could he still do such a thing to her?
He was a complete animal, that a**hole!
…
Xiao Yi, who was in the living room, was sitting on the sofa, inhaling and exhaling smoke continuously.
As he sobered up, his muddled thoughts also got clearer.
Actually, he was not completely drunk. He merely wanted to use alcohol to spike his courage so that he dared to come and do what he did to her.
Ever since he broke up with her in Ning City, he did his best to not pay any attention to her.
Because he knew that he would not be able to control herself once they did.
It was like that year. When he saw that she had agreed to be Yi Fan’s girlfriend, he still could not help but steal her over, despite knowing that they were in love with each other.
When it came to relationships, he was a selfish person.
He knew he should be more rational, that breaking up meant breaking up and that there should be nothing between them anymore.
But why did she have to attract his attention?
This damned woman! Be it in the past or the present, he could not stand her being intimate with another man.
Seeing Young Master Huo send her back, hugging her and kissing her, he had lost all rationality and reservations.
However, now that they were back to reality, what promise could he give her after touching her?
It was understandable for her to be angry, to be miserable and sad!
His tall figure leaned back on the sofa, the faint smoke blurring his handsome face as slight regret and exhaustion appeared in between his eyebrows.
After taking a few more puffs, he put out the cigarette and stood up. He walked towards the bedroom.
The door was locked from the inside by the woman.
After standing there for a few minutes, he found a thin wire in the living room, opening the lock secretly.
The lights were off in the bedroom, as faint moonlight shone in from the undrawn curtains. The woman was lying on the bed, probably having showered as her wet long hair was sprayed over the bed. She was lying on her side, her back facing the door, seemingly asleep.
Xiao Yi stood by the bed, staring at her back for a while.
He took out a hairdryer from the bathroom, squatting as he held onto the hairdryer with one hand, his other hand brushing through her soft and smooth long hair. He helped her to dry her long hair bit by bit.
He knew that she was not asleep.
But he did not say anything.
In the quiet atmosphere, apart from their faint breathing, the only sound was the buzz from the hairdryer.
Although Xia Yanran’s eyes were closed shut, her eyelashes were fluttering. In her heart, she much rather that he leave quietly than to have him do such a warm gesture for her.
She felt the gentle touch of his fingers as they brushed through her hair, which was a complete contrast to his devilish actions from earlier on.
His common tactic was a carrot and stick method.
Letting her eyes flutter open, they stared out of the window. Her sight slowly turned blurry from a layer of moisture.
…
At four thirty in the morning, Nan Zhi shot up awake from a nightmare.
She dreamt that Mu Sihan’s condition was getting worse, that he ended up not being able to recognize Xiaojie and her.
After such a dream, it was almost impossible for her to fall back asleep again.
Getting up from the bed, Nan Zhi went to freshen herself. Quickly writing a short note to Xia Xi, she left for Elder Dong’s small house.
As Elder Dong was getting older, he woke up very early as well. But seeing Nan Zhi come over before the sun rose, he sighed, no longer rejecting her and inviting her into his house.
Elder Dong led Nan Zhi into the house.
The moment they entered the living room, Nan Zhi saw a deceased photo, and a faint colored bottle on the table.
“My wife’s ashes are inside.”
Nan Zhi was not alarmed or surprised, turning to look at Elder Dong as she felt touched by his deep and strong love. “I heard from Amy that Teacher Dong had been touring the world. It turns out you’re bringing Mrs Dong with you.”
Seeing that Nan Zhi was not at all uncomfortable, a faint admiration appeared in Elder Dong’s eyes. “Many young girls like you would be scared if they saw me bringing ashes around. Aren’t you?”
“I admire Teacher Dong’s strong love for your wife.”
Elder Dong walked over, carrying the cinerary casket in his arms. He stared at his wife’s photo on the wall, before he said, “When I was young, I was focused on my psychology research, but my wife never complained. Because of me, we never ended up having children. But my wife was not unhappy, she continued to support him silently.
“The reason why I can be as accomplished as I am today is partly due to my wife’s support and encouragement. I promised her that I would bring her to travel around the world after I retired.
“Four years ago, one of Hong Kong rich family’s youngest sons had some psychological problems and invited me to come over to treat him. I brought my wife over with me. After I successfully treated that boy, I brought my wife out on a walk to relax ourselves. I remember very clearly that I brought my wife on a hike that morning. In the end, we were halfway through when we met several bandits. They were holding onto knives as they stabbed at me fiercely. After my wife saw, she leapt in front of me, taking the vital stab for me. My wife protected me without even thinking, as the bandits continued to stab her several more times without holding back.
“My wife was stabbed to death on the spot, while I continued to fight those bandits barehanded. I also got stabbed a few times. Xiao Yi, who happened to pass by on his morning run, saved my life.”
Nan Zhi never thought that Mrs Dong had died so terribly. She bit her lip, her eyes turning red. “I’m sorry.”
Every time Elder Dong thought of that scene, his heart would ache terribly, as if he was going to suffocate. He shook his head, his aged expression slightly upset. “Do you think those bandits are too heartless?”
Nan Zhi nodded.
Self-blame and guilt flashed in Elder Dong’s eyes. “Actually, the one who caused my wife’s death was me!”
Nan Zhi’s heart thumped strongly.
Her brain turned hurriedly, suddenly understanding what Elder Dong meant. “Teacher Dong, are you saying…”
Before Nan Zhi could finish speaking, Elder Dong already knew that she had guessed what happened.
He nodded with a dark expression. “That’s right. The person who hired the assassin was the older brother of the boy I treated. After his younger brother was treated, the younger brother took the inheritance. In his anger, he reached out to me, as I was the doctor.”
