After Zhang Yafei walked out of the mall, her private car was already parked at the entrance.

"Sister Fei, shall we go back to the film set now?"

"I'm a little tired, take me home." Zhang Yafei got into the car, took off her mink coat and casually draped it over her shoulders, took out a cigarette from her purse, and her assistant immediately handed her a lighter.

Zhang Yafei took a deep breath, her eyes slightly closed in weariness.

Suddenly remembering something, she opened her eyes abruptly: "Give me your phone."

The assistant immediately took Zhang Yafei's phone out of her bag and handed it to her.

Zhang Yafei held her phone in both hands, pondered for a moment, opened her contacts, and pressed the phone number that was the first one saved in her contacts.

Beep...beep...

The phone rang for a while before the other party answered, followed by a deep, cold voice.

"Hello."

Let's meet.

Silence fell on the other end.

Zhang Yafei gripped her phone tightly and said, word by word, "About Bai Qianmo."

After a few seconds of silence, the other person asked, "Where are you?"

"It's inconvenient outside, come to my house."

Twenty minutes later

Zhang Yafei returned to her front door. A tall figure leaned against the door, a cigarette between her slender fingers, and a few cigarette butts were scattered on the ground.

Zhang Yafei stopped two meters away. Hearing the footsteps, the man slowly raised his head to look at Zhang Yafei and casually stubbed out his cigarette.

"What do you want to tell me? Go ahead and say it."

Zhang Yafei twitched her red lips, walked up to Li Yushu with a half-smile, and hooked her arms around Li Yushu's neck seductively: "I just came back from an event, can't we go inside first and talk?"

Li Yushu frowned slightly, glancing at Zhang Yafei with his cold eyes.

Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Yafei's shoulders, giving her a gentle push to create distance between them.

"Open the door!"

Zhang Yafei's smile froze for a moment; she was very unhappy with Li Yushu's instinctive physical distancing.

After entering the house code and pushing open the door, Zhang Yafei went straight into the room, took off her high heels, and walked barefoot into the living room, casually tossing her coat onto the sofa.

He turned to look at Li Yushu, who followed him in and closed the door behind him.

"Can we talk about it now?"

Zhang Yafei let out a soft snort, and like a lazy Persian cat, she slowly walked up to Li Yushu, wrapping her arms around his waist like a soft-boned snake.

"If I hadn't told you it was about Bai Qianmo, would you have refused to come see me? Yin Chi, when did things become so distant between us?"

A fiery red glint flashed in Li Yushu's eyes, and he glared fiercely at Zhang Yafei with his sinister gaze.

He raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Yafei's chin, his fingers tightening suddenly. Zhang Yafei winced in pain, her large, misty eyes looking at him.

"It seems you've forgotten your place."

A hint of panic flashed in Zhang Yafei's eyes: "I... I shouldn't have mentioned that name. Next time... I won't do it again."

In China, that name is taboo for him.

She thought she was special in his heart, but she didn't expect that no matter how much he pampered and indulged her, once she touched his sore spot, he would look at her no differently than he would look at anyone else.

She had witnessed too many of Yin Chi's cunning methods. She admired him, but deep down she was also very afraid of him.

Such a man is full of charm, yet he is also like a venomous snake; once bitten, there is only death ahead.

Seeing that Zhang Yafei was genuinely repentant, Li Yushu released her neck. His cold gaze swept over Zhang Yafei's reddened chin, and his thin lips twitched slightly.

"It seems you don't have anything important to tell me." With that, Li Yushu turned and walked towards the door.

Zhang Yafei panicked and reached out to hug Li Yushu tightly.

"I really have something to say. It's about Bai Qianmo. Today at the launch of Toumi's new product, a female celebrity in the industry tried to frame Bai Qianmo by knocking over a shelf on the stage. The shelf, which weighed several hundred pounds, fell down, but Bai Qianmo was completely unharmed."

Li Yushu paused slightly, then slowly turned to look at Zhang Yafei.

Zhang Yafei continued, "Just as the shelf was about to fall on Bai Qianmo, I clearly saw a dark figure rescue Bai Qianmo from under the shelf."

"A superhuman?"

"It should be related to the person the Yin family has been looking for. However, Bai Qianmo appeared very calm at the time, as if she knew that person."

Li Yushu narrowed his eyes slightly: "It must be him!"

Zhao Guofeng is right. As long as we stay by Bai Qianmo's side, that person will definitely appear.

He's been searching for so long, and he's finally shown up.

*

Bai Qianmo and Gu Jueye arrived at the Qin family.

Grandpa Qin took the simpleton out for a walk, and Qin Jingwen happened to be home and happily ran out of her room.

"Qianmo, why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

Bai Qianmo glanced at Gu Jueye behind her: "It was a last-minute decision."

"Wow, you're all dressed up like that. Did you just come off the red carpet?" Qin Jingwen took a step back and carefully examined Bai Qianmo's dress.

Gu Jueye stepped forward: "Jingwen, you and Qianmo are about the same height, why don't you help her pick out a set of loungewear?"

Qin Jingwen smiled and took Bai Qianmo's hand: "Come on, let's go to my room and pick out some clothes."

Bai Qianmo responded and followed Qin Jingwen to her boudoir.

Upon entering the dressing room, Qin Jingwen pointed to the clothes inside and said, "Choose whatever you like."

Bai Qianmo walked through Qin Jingwen's dressing room. The entire dressing room was more than 30 square meters, and the wardrobes on three sides were filled with clothes of various styles.

Many of the clothes still had their tags on.

Qin Jingwen helped Bai Qianmo pick out a few sweaters, then turned to her and said, "Actually, I'm a very sentimental person, and I'm used to wearing a few different clothes over and over. These clothes weren't bought by me; some were gifts from friends, and some were gifts from my elders and relatives when I had my birthday. So many of them still have the tags on them. Qianmo, I think this one suits you very well."

Bai Qianmo looked at the white turtleneck sweater in Qin Jingwen's hand. It was off-white and had a simple, casual style.

"This one will do."

"Pick another pair of pants. What size do you wear?"

"26," Bai Qianmo glanced toward Qin Jingwen's bedroom and casually replied.

Qin Jingwen picked out two pairs of jeans: "Black and blue, which one do you prefer?"

"Whatever, you can choose for me."

Bai Qianmo's gaze fell on a family photo displayed in Qin Jingwen's room.

The photo looked quite old. It showed Mr. Qin, Mr. and Mrs. Qin Dongze, and a little girl with two braids and wearing a floral dress standing between them. She looked to be about seven or eight years old.