Zhan Jingting, sitting in the back seat, immediately turned to look out the window, his brow furrowing. "Stop the car!"

The driver stopped the car immediately.

"Don't worry, Master Zhan, I'll go fetch Madam!"

Jiang Dong got out of the car with an umbrella, ran over and held the umbrella over Qiao Wanwan's head. "Madam, are you rummaging through the trash in this heavy rain? What are you looking for?"

"I lost a blanket."

"It's just a blanket, we can just buy another one. You'll get sick if you get soaked in the rain like this!"

"This is my most important thing, money can't buy it!" Qiao Wanwan continued rummaging through the trash can.

"Wanwan," Zhan Jingting got out of the car and wheeled himself over, the driver holding an umbrella for him, "describe what you're looking for, and I'll have someone help you find it."

Qiao Wanwan shook her head. "No, the trash will be collected soon if we wait any longer, and then it will be even harder to find."

Zhan Jingting couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he glanced at Jiang Dong.

Jiang Dong understood immediately and handed the umbrella to Qiao Wanwan. "Madam, please hold the umbrella for Master Zhan. The driver and I will help you find one."

"It's too dirty, you don't need to touch it, I'll find it myself."

Without saying a word, Jiang Dong pushed her next to Zhan Jingting and went to rummage through the trash.

The driver also threw down his umbrella and went to help.

The two of them were quite fast, and the last trash can was quickly turned over, but there was no blanket inside.

"How could it not be there..." Qiao Wanwan's face grew even paler. "Wasn't it thrown here? Or was it already taken away by the garbage truck?"

Zhan Jingting instructed, "Jiang Dong, make a call and ask."

"Yes." Jiang Dong finished the call and reported, "Master Zhan, the property management said that the garbage is collected at four o'clock every morning. If the garbage was thrown away after four o'clock, it should still be here."

The man made a quick decision: "Let's go to the next garbage dump."

"yes."

The group went to a more remote garbage station, rummaged through several bins of trash, and then Wanwan spotted something and excitedly pointed, "That's it!"

Jiang Dong pulled a brightly colored blanket from the trash. "Madam, is this it?"

It doesn't look worth much.

"Yes." Qiao Wanwan took it and inspected it. There were many stains on it, and it had been cut with a hole by something.

Qiao Wanwan's eyes welled up with tears, which mingled with the rain as they streamed down her face. "Thank you for helping me find it."

The four of them quickly returned to the villa. As soon as they opened the door, a maid's sarcastic voice came from inside, "You didn't go rummaging through the trash, did you? Don't step into this door looking so dirty, lest you get...sir..."

The man's gaze suddenly darkened, a chilling aura flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Dong understood and angrily said, "How dare you speak to Madam like that!"

The infatuated maid was so frightened that she knelt down with a thud. "Sir, please spare me! I didn't mean to!"

"Is there such a thing as intentional or unintentional in this kind of thing? You started to belittle Madam after Master Zhan left, didn't you?" Jiang Dong realized, "Why is Madam's blanket in the garbage dump!"

Judging from how nervous Qiao Wanwan was just now, she probably wouldn't lose it so carelessly.

"I... when I was tidying up Madam's dressing room, I found a blanket lying on the floor. It looked quite old, and I assumed Madam didn't want it anymore, so I just threw it away. I really didn't know it was so important to Madam. Madam, I'm so sorry..."

Qiao Wanwan didn't say anything, took the blanket upstairs, and put it in the washbasin to wash.

A moment later, Zhan Jingting came in. "Go take a shower first, so you don't catch a cold."

Qiao Wanwan remained silent, stubbornly continuing to wash the blanket.

"Qiao Wanwan, can you hear me?" The man stepped forward and grabbed her wrist. "Take a bath yourself, or I'll help you."

Qiao Wanwan pursed her lips tightly. "I'll wash it myself."

Zhan Jingting then slowly released her and turned to leave.

Qiao Wanwan turned on the shower, and warm water cascaded down her head, chasing away the chill from her body.

She leaned against the wall, her body slowly sliding down it until she sat on the ground. Unable to suppress the bitterness in her heart any longer, she began to sob softly.

At the bathroom door, through the glass door, Zhan Jingting could clearly hear the sound of running water mixed with the girl's crying.

She seemed to be suppressing her emotions, not daring to cry out loud, but the more she did so, the more Zhan Jingting's heart ached.

Does staying by his side really cause her so much pain?

After taking a shower, Qiao Wanwan continued washing the blankets and then took them to the balcony to air dry.

“Madam,” Jiang Dong walked over and nodded respectfully, “Master Zhan was downstairs investigating the blanket incident, and the maid insisted that it was thrown away accidentally.”

Jiang Dong didn't understand. The money that Master Zhan could earn in a minute was something an ordinary person might not earn in a lifetime, yet he would personally handle such a trivial matter.

Is this what it means to fall in love?

He belatedly realized that it might really be true!

“She did it on purpose. I packed the blanket away carefully; I would never leave it on the floor.” Qiao Wanwan’s eyes were icy cold. “This isn’t something that can be ignored just by denying it. I’m going to confront her personally.”

When Qiao Wanwan came downstairs, she saw four maids kneeling neatly on the ground. When they saw her come down, they hurriedly kowtowed and begged for forgiveness, "Madam, we really didn't mean to throw away your blanket!"

Qiao Wanwan didn't say anything, took out her phone from her pocket, and played an audio clip.

A voice came through the phone very quickly.

[She looks like that, no matter how nicely she dresses, it's useless; I might as well wear it.]

"Just wear it for a bit and then take it off; after all, it's her stuff."

With so many new clothes, she won't notice if I just take one or two. You all should pick out a couple too. One day when I become the new wife, I will definitely not mistreat you.

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