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Ling Chuan was still wondering if Qiao Yu would see him and not open the door. Just then, the door opened, and he was taken aback.

It turned out that the assistant opened the door.

He glanced up at the dimly lit room and tentatively asked, "Is this Qiao Yu's house?"

The assistant nodded.

Where is Qiaoqiao?

"She's asleep."

"Then...why are you here?"

"Huh?" Xida was clearly taken aback by the question in front of her.

He stammered, "I've always lived with Qiaoqiao."

This time, Ling Chuan frowned and asked, "Have you been living together all this time?"

Worried that Lingchuan might misunderstand, Xida quickly added, "Yang Yu's bedroom is also here. Sometimes she stays here to keep Qiaoqiao company."

Ling Chuan's brows furrowed even more.

Xida's heart skipped a beat, wondering whether she should ask Qiao Yu for help.

Then a voice came from behind: "Hey, who is it?"

Xida awkwardly moved aside, allowing the two people inside and outside the door to look at each other.

Their eyes met, and Qiao Yu was surprised. She paused in drying her hair, then hurriedly looked away. "Oh, Teacher Ling, is something the matter? It's so late."

Qiao Yu was wearing a black spaghetti strap nightgown. Perhaps because she had just taken a shower, her cheeks were flushed. Ling Chuan pursed his lips and after a long while, he finally spoke: "You didn't answer your phone or reply to your messages. I was a little worried, so I came to check on you."

Qiao Yu lowered her eyelashes, her gaze falling on the crack in the door, and she moved her feet toward the bedroom. "Thank you, I'm fine."

There was a few seconds of silence in the air, and no one spoke.

Xida chuckled and poked half her head out: "Hehe, if Teacher Ling has nothing else to do, you should go back early. It's still raining heavily outside."

After she finished speaking, unsure if what she said was right, she glanced at Qiao Yu. Seeing that Qiao Yu tacitly agreed, she coughed and straightened up in front of the door, barely blocking Ling Chuan's view.

One more reminder: "Goodnight, Teacher Ling?"

Ling Chuan had no choice but to take a step back, say goodnight, and get into the elevator.

Xi Da closed the door, and Qiao Yu also went back to her room without saying a word.

Xida clicked her tongue inwardly. The CP she shipped was finally standing at her doorstep. She was secretly happy but also worried about Qiaoqiao.

There was another knock on the door, and Xida was stunned again. When she opened the door, Gu Yunshen's assistant was standing outside.

Holding two exquisite gift boxes, he smiled and said, "Hello, these are the dress and high heels that Mr. Gu prepared for Miss Qiao. Please be sure to invite Miss Qiao to the banquet next week."

After the assistant left, Xida, carrying the gift box, had to use her feet to carefully close the door since her hands were full. When she turned around, Qiao Yu was standing at the bedroom door watching what was happening.

Xida: "Qiaoqiao, Mr. Gu sent over a dress and high heels."

Qiao Yu approached in slippers. Gu Yunshen would always send someone to deliver formal dresses, but this was the first time he had sent high heels.

Upon opening the gift box from Xida, a pair of exquisite high heels came into view, with dazzling diamonds wrapped around them, making them exceptionally gorgeous.

Xida's pupils dilated instantly: "These are all diamonds?"

Qiao Yu tugged at the corner of her lips.

Xi Da: "Oh my god, what does President Gu mean by this?"

Qiao Yu picked up the high heel with one long finger and looked at it with a deep gaze.

Giving her shoes, especially such an aesthetically pleasing pair, is a subtle way of implying that she's been going too far lately and has been misbehaving; this is the consequence of her misbehavior.

With a clatter, Qiao Yu threw the shoe back into the gift box.

Xida exclaimed softly, "...Diamonds."

Qiao Yu turned and walked towards the bedroom. "Go to sleep early, goodnight."

A few minutes ago, in the elevator lobby.

Ling Chuan, wearing a hat and mask, was about to step out of the B1 building when a man approached him, carrying a gift box.

He didn't think much of it at first, but after taking two steps, he inexplicably looked back and saw the elevator stop on the 4th floor.

This apartment building has one unit per floor, and Qiao Yu's family lives on the fourth floor.

Ling Chuan frowned, roughly knowing who it was. Soon, the elevator started moving again and went down, and he stepped out of the elevator lobby.

A black Maybach was parked in front of them, its windows closed. Ling Chuan glanced at the back seat twice, then walked straight past it.

In the back seat of the Maybach, Gu Yun Shen watched the man walk out of the elevator and narrowed his eyes at the same time.

He only asked after his assistant got into the car, "From which floor did that man who came out just now come down?"

The assistant was puzzled: "Mr. Gu, I don't know. When I went in, the elevator was already on the first floor."

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Two days later, at a private hospital, in the ENT center.

A private consultation room.

The smell of disinfectant mixed with the buzzing of electronic instruments made Qiao Yu feel a little uneasy.

She was dressed in a minimalist white casual outfit and wore a black baseball cap.

The doctor across from me held several reports in his hand, comparing them with the data on the computer screen, sometimes frowning, sometimes shaking his head.

"Dr. Zhang, how is the situation?"

Dr. Zhang is a middle-aged woman in her early fifties, always wearing a white coat. Over the years, Qiao Yu has made a special appointment with her.

Upon hearing Qiao Yu's question, she slightly raised her head.

"Teacher Qiao, have you been under a lot of pressure lately? Are you emotionally unstable and not getting enough rest?"

Qiao could only nod, unable to speak.

Dr. Zhang: "You still need to get more rest, especially to keep your emotions stable and go outdoors for walks more often."

"So... what's my current situation?"

Dr. Zhang hesitated for a few seconds: "Make sure you get plenty of rest, don't overwork yourself, and avoid any stimulation. If you lose control of your emotions, you may never be able to hear again."

......

Recently, Qiao Yu has noticed that she sometimes experiences sudden tinnitus, almost to the point of deafness, but it only lasts for a short while before returning to normal.

I had a follow-up check-up today, and I never expected the result to be like this.

Qiao Yu walked out of the hospital building wearing a mask. The bright sunlight was particularly dazzling, and it felt warm on her body, but her heart felt cold.

Will she ever be deaf again? At some point, she got used to a world without sound, but God was kind to her and let her hear again.

Now, are they preparing to take it all back, just like how they once let Lu Yu get close to her, only to ruthlessly take him away later?

She then realized that what she had thought of was something she had to fight for herself.

Lingchuan too.

The same goes for sound.

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Inside the banquet hall.

Upon hearing that Ling Chuan would also be attending tonight's party, most of the girls couldn't contain their excitement, especially some of the wealthy heiresses.

Their eyes searched everywhere, afraid that someone would get there first.

Qiao Yu wore a black haute couture gown adorned with diamonds. The thin shoulder straps were studded with small diamonds, and the waist was also inlaid with small diamonds, outlining her hourglass figure.

Paired with high heels adorned with rhinestones, the light ripples with every step she takes.

Countless hostile gazes were cast upon Qiao Yu from time to time, but she pretended not to see them.

She underestimated Ling Chuanye. So many people in the industry wanted to be associated with him; even a single topic could turn them into fans.

And this is why countless wealthy heiresses are going to great lengths to get close to him.

Qiao Yu stood beside Gu Yunshen, who was dressed in a black haute couture suit, holding a champagne glass, looking rather uninterested.

He was holding a wine glass and talking to someone.

A hurried figure suddenly appeared and interrupted, "Brother, why did you bring her again?"

She is Gu Yun Shen's cousin, Gu Qing, a social media influencer with millions of followers.

Wearing a light purple haute couture gown, she was about the same age as Qiao Yu. She used to be able to treat Qiao Yu politely, but now that rumors of Qiao Yu and Ling Chuanye's affair have spread, her eyes are filled with jealousy when she looks at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu had no expression, her eyelashes drooping slightly.

Gu Yun Shen turned around and frowned slightly. "Mind your own business."

Gu Qing: "Brother, you knew all along... yet you still brought her here."

"Gu Qing..."

With a reprimand, Gu Qing pursed her lips and stopped speaking, glared at Qiao Yu, and strode away.

Gu Yun Shen then turned around to comfort Qiao Yu: "Qiao Qiao, don't pay attention to her."

Qiao Yu nodded gently, her delicate brows gradually furrowing.

Gu Yun Shen has always been like this. He knows what she did, but he can still pretend nothing happened and let her dress like this tonight, especially those flashy but impractical shoes. Isn't it just to show off in front of Ling Chuan Ye?

These shoes are tiring enough just to stand in, let alone walk a few steps.

Ling Chuan entered discreetly, but still caused a necessary commotion.

From afar, his black suit, tall and elegant figure, and superior physique instantly made him the focus of the crowd.

A casual smile played on his lips as he politely shook hands and chatted with people.

Qiao Yu was a little distracted. The champagne glass in her hand was gently touched and made a crisp sound, which brought her back to her senses.

Gu Yunshen remained calm; he never lost his composure on such occasions.

He tilted his chin slightly and pointed to where Ling Chuan was. "Qiao Qiao, take me there and introduce me."

After saying that, he bent his forearm, gesturing for Qiao Yu to take his arm.

The glass lamps emitted a dazzling light. Amidst the clinking of glasses, their eyes met. Qiao Yu gently raised her lips and said, "Teacher Ling, let me introduce you to my boss, Mr. Gu Yunshen, President Gu."

Ling Chuan also had a very faint smile on his lips. His gaze swept over the pinkish-white area on Gu Yun Shen's arm, and he raised his hand to swirl his wine glass.

Gu Yunshen: "Teacher Ling, I've heard so much about you."

Just as Gu Yun Shen raised his hand to present the wine glass, he withdrew it on his own and took a small sip.

He clicked his tongue and said, "This wine... is no good."

After saying that, he placed the wine glass on the cold table next to him.

She lazily lifted her eyelids and replied to Gu Yun Shen, "Mr. Gu, you don't mind, do you?"

Gu Yun Shen's face was grim, but he forced out a snort, "How could that be?"

Ling Chuan then turned his gaze back to Qiao Yu. Qiao Yu was suppressing a laugh, her face slightly flushed, and her amber eyes were looking at him with great interest.

"Teacher Qiao, you've become even more beautiful in just a few days."

"Thanks to you."

......

"elder brother......"

Gu Qing strode over in her high heels, interrupting their conversation.

She took Gu Yun Shen's arm directly, and Qiao Yu, caught off guard, stumbled and barely managed to regain her balance.

"Brother, you know Teacher Ling? Introduce her to me!"

Before Gu Yun Shen could even speak, Gu Qing eagerly began to introduce herself, her voice sweet and slightly shy.

"Teacher Ling, my name is Gu Qing, I'm his cousin, and I'm 23 years old..."

Gu Qingxing smiled with narrowed eyes, and her hand, which was originally linked with Gu Yunshen's, began to tentatively move forward, wanting to shake hands with Ling Chuan as well.

Seeing Gu Yun Shen's brows furrowing more and more, Qiao Yu smiled and took advantage of the waiter serving drinks to the group.

Qiao Yu slipped away.

The hotel's back garden.

In the dim light, Qiao Yu held onto a marble pillar with one hand and began to untie her high heels with the other.

A cool breeze ruffled the stray hairs at her temples; walking from the banquet hall to here was already the limit of what these shoes could bear.

She took off her high heels adorned with rhinestones and threw them against the wall with a 'clatter'.

The glaring bloodstains on her fair ankles caught her eye. Qiao Yu frowned and, mimicking Yang Yu, swore.

Her feet touched the cool floor, instantly making her feel incredibly relaxed, and she stretched out her arms wide.

At such a banquet, everyone must be respectful and allow no room for error in etiquette and manners.

But in her eyes, this was a shackle, and she didn't like it at all.

"To find peace and quiet, or to avoid people?"

A deep, familiar voice came from behind her, and Qiao Yu turned around lazily.

The dim light cast a shadow over the man's cold, hard features. Their eyes met, and Qiao Yu smiled slightly.

"Teacher Ling, what a coincidence."

"Unfortunately, I came here with you."

Qiao Yu was speechless for a moment. Had he seen all of her actions?

Ling Chuan took two steps closer, lowered his eyes, and saw that the bloodstains on her fair soles, the edge of her little toe, and her heel had dried.

Facing Ling Chuan's undisguised gaze, Qiao Yu timidly shifted her feet, but her skirt wasn't long enough to cover her up, making her look rather suspicious.

She simply remained still, letting him see. Worried that he couldn't see clearly, she gently lifted her slender ankle upwards. "Look, have you seen enough?"

Ling Chuan then pursed his lips and withdrew his gaze, his turbulent eyes hidden in the darkness. "Do you want to go back?"

His voice was somewhat deep and had a grainy quality, which made it even more pleasant to listen to.

Qiao Yu nodded, turned around, and limped towards the back door of the hotel.

He had only taken two steps when he remembered something and turned around to remind him. Ling Chuan was still frowning and standing still.

She pointed innocently to the corner of the wall and said, "I forgot my shoes, thank you, Teacher Ling."

These shoes are so expensive, I have to return them.

Ling Chuan also glanced sideways, his brow furrowing sharply, and bent down to pick up his high heels.

He walked to Qiao Yu's side in two steps, and with Qiao Yu looking at him with a questioning look, "What are you going to do?", Ling Chuan bent down and picked her up.