After that day, she never heard from Duan Ye again.

She knew she should go back to Kyoto, but once she returned, even if they were in the same city, they might never see each other again.

She was in a VIP ward, just her and her aunt. The aunts took good care of her, but she still felt empty and sad every day.

How can I forget? How can I extricate myself from this...?

Nanxing still hasn't gotten an answer to this question.

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Luo An and his men quietly left through a small door on the side.

All he wanted was to get close to them; as long as they were within his detection range, he could find out.

In his presence, everyone is invisible.

In a small house outside the villa, Luo An and his brothers worked overtime through the night, figuring out the routes these people had taken and where they had eaten over the past few days. As dawn broke, they drew up a map and led the group back through the small door.

Not long after they returned, Duan Ye woke up, quietly washed up, and went straight to the study in his pajamas.

Luo An was already waiting for him there.

Duan Ye carefully reviewed the presented materials. The people's travel routes almost overlapped with his, but each day someone would go in a different direction…

Duan Ye frowned: "These people are really cunning."

No wonder, no wonder Jiang Jingwen has been entrenched in Wenzhou for so long and can still be so arrogant.

"It seems I'll have to make a trip to Yangjia Village myself."

Duan Ye suddenly looked at the area on the travel trajectory map where the two routes overlapped the most.

Luo An: "Sir, I'm willing to go with you."