"Yes, President Rong, I know what to do." Wei Qiao looked in Gu Qingyan's direction, seemingly lost in thought.

After hanging up the phone, Wei Qiao looked at everyone and said, "You all need to keep a close eye on him tonight. You can't take your eyes off him for a second. You absolutely can't lose him."

The bodyguards, who had been somewhat weary, immediately became fully alert again, focusing intently on Gu Qingyan's movements.

“Gu Qingyan is on the hillside in the park across the street right now.” Rong Mo squinted at the hillside and said calmly, “However, I really didn’t expect Gu Qingyan to do something like this.” He then sneered, “They’re already divorced, and he pulls this stunt on me now. If he had this intention towards Zhi Qiu earlier, my sister wouldn’t have suffered so much!”

Rong Mo spoke angrily, then suddenly turned around and glanced at Lu Jia, who had been silent all along, and stopped talking.

Rong Mo stopped complaining and simply recounted what Wei Qiao had just said.

After listening, Lu Jia frowned and finally understood why Rong Mo was so angry and scolded Gu Qingyan.

This is truly a talent!

"I'm afraid this matter can't be kept from Zhi Qiu. I'm just worried that Gu Qingyan's harassment will affect her mood." Rong Mo looked at Shen Zhi Qiu with some concern. It seemed that she had finished the small cake and was now slowly sipping her tea.

“Zhi Qiu blocked and deleted Gu Qingyan a long time ago, and also changed her phone number to avoid Gu Qingyan contacting her. So, as long as we make sure Gu Qingyan doesn't appear in front of Zhi Qiu, she won't have any worries,” Lu Jia said.

"As expected of my sister, she's decisive enough." Rong Mo couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, looking at Shen Zhi Qiu with affection even through the glass.

“I’ll stay here tonight too. I want to see what this Gu Qingyan is up to.” Rong Mo said, glancing disdainfully at the small hill where Gu Qingyan was.

"Let's go inside first. It's getting late, and Zhi Qiu should be going to sleep. Let's not keep her waiting," Lu Jia suggested.

"You finally decided to come in!" Shen Zhi Qiu said, stretching and looking at them lazily with her head tilted back. "I've each eaten half of the cake, and I'm sleepy now." After saying that, Shen Zhi Qiu yawned again.

"Then I'll take you to your room first. I'll come down and eat the rest of your cake when you're ready to sleep," Lu Jia said softly as she walked up to him with a smile.

Shen Zhi Qiu nodded and chatted with Rong Mo for a while longer. Then, feeling very sleepy, Shen Zhi Qiu looked at Rong Mo and said, "Brother, why don't you have some more tea? I won't see you off later. I'm just too tired tonight and have to go to sleep."

After saying that, Shen Zhi Qiu held onto the armrest of the sofa and slowly stood up, preparing to wait for Lu Jia to walk towards the stairwell together.

"Okay, go to sleep now. Goodnight, Zhi Qiu," Rong Mo urged with a smile.

While they were talking, Lu Jia quickly put the flowers Rong Mo brought into two vases. One was placed on the dining table in the living room, and the other was to be placed on Shen Zhi Qiu's dressing table in her room later, so that she could see elegant fresh flowers when she woke up in the morning.

He heard Shen Zhi Qiu get up, so he grabbed the vase and followed her.

After placing the flowers on the dressing table, Lu Jia left Shen Zhi Qiu's room. Standing at the door, he softly instructed, "If you need anything, just call me. Don't come down here yourself; I'll bring it up to you."

"Okay, I got it. You say it every day." Shen Zhi Qiu smiled and prepared to close the door.

Lu Jia scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I just worry about you, so I talk a lot. Just don't think I'm being long-winded."

"How could that be?" Shen Zhi Qiu held onto the door, smiling sweetly. "I know you're good to me."

"Then you should get some rest. You can't stay up late now." Lu Jia looked at her tenderly, his eyes full of affection.

"Mm," Shen Zhi Qiu replied softly, "Then I'm going to sleep."

Seeing that Shen Zhi Qiu had closed the door, Lu Jia finally felt relieved and went downstairs.

"Asleep?" Rong Mo greeted Lu Jia as he came downstairs, then put a small cake in his mouth.

Lu Jia stared blankly for a moment, but didn't say anything. She got down and sat opposite Rong Mo, then ate the other half of the small cake.

"It's alright, it's not too sweet." Rong Mo finished eating, wiped his hands and said, "I can go to this dessert shop again next time. The staff told me today that they can also customize other flavors."

Lu Jia nodded, immediately understanding Rong Mo's purpose in eating the half-cake.

"Gu Qingyan is quite composed." Rong Mo raised his hand to look at his watch; it was almost midnight.

After thinking for a moment, Rong Mo directly called Wei Qiao, "Hello? What's the situation now?"

“President Rong, Gu Qingyan is still there, without making any further moves.” Wei Qiao pursed her lips. “If he doesn’t take any action, we can’t get the police to arrest him.”

"Let's observe further. The temperature is so low outside, let alone up in the mountains. It gets even lower as the night goes on. I want to see how long he can hold out."

“Okay, Mr. Rong. I’ll call you if anything comes up,” Wei Qiao replied.

"That's strange. There's been no word from Gu Qingyan at all. Logically speaking, he should be the kind of person who acts impulsively," Rong Mo said, placing his phone on the table with some confusion.

"Perhaps the cold weather made him more alert," Lu Jia said casually, taking a sip of hot tea.

As the two were talking, Rong Mo's phone suddenly vibrated again.

He flipped the phone over and saw it was Wei Qiao. He immediately pressed the answer button, glanced at Lu Jia, and put it on speakerphone. "Speak."

"President Rong, Gu Qingyan just made a phone call and is coming down the mountain now," Wei Qiao said in a low voice.

"Looks like they can't hold back any longer," Rong Mo said calmly.

"Huh?" Wei Qiao suddenly made a sound of doubt.

"What's wrong?" Rong Mo sensed something was amiss.

"He didn't head towards the villa; instead, he went in the opposite direction," Wei Qiao said with some surprise. "I'll follow him and see."

"Okay. Be careful not to let him find out. Report to me immediately if anything happens."

Rong Mo hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

Lu Jia was also somewhat surprised, but then thought that perhaps he had really cooled Gu Qingyan's feverish brain, so he left.

Down the hillside.

Si Mingyu was wearing a long, pure black coat and a dark gray scarf around his neck. He was leaning against the front of the car, holding a half-smoked cigarette in his hand.