“This isn’t about whether or not to operate. This thought did exist in Mu Zhi’s mind, and it has already harmed Xiang Zhilan. Besides, that’s how they started, as we all know…” Xu Tingchuan sighed softly.

Pei Yang knew what Xu Tingchuan was talking about. He was the one who stumbled upon it that morning. In that room, there were shredded pieces of Xiang Zhilan's dress, a messy bed, and a knife wound on Shen Muzhi's abdomen.

The whole thing started so badly that it was hard to believe it would end in a comedy.

Pei Yang pursed his lips: "She's pregnant, I'll go right now..."

"There's no need to take it too seriously," Xu Tingchuan suddenly said.

Pei Yang was stunned, then frowned: "You mean..."

“I just think they might be able to separate and calm down. Mu Zhi should also figure out who is the most important person to him.” Xu Tingchuan had been thinking about what Ni Sitian said on the way back. He thought it made sense. Xiang Zhilan shouldn’t have accepted Mu Zhi’s compromise after Su Yan’s death.

Xiang Zhilan was completely innocent in this matter, and it was because of their initial concealment and indifference that she gradually descended into misfortune. They only considered that Xiang Zhilan might be able to heal Shen Muzhi's inner turmoil and obsession, but they overlooked the fact that Xiang Zhilan should not be treated this way.

If Shen Muzhi was the principal offender who harmed her, then they were also accomplices who knew about it but failed to report it.

Ni Sitian's complaints about him today were not wrong. This time, they should not side with Shen Muzhi again.

“I understand what you mean, but Fifth Brother… sigh.” Pei Yang could tell how anxious Shen Muzhi was when he called him earlier; his voice was trembling with panic.

"It's alright, Su Yan is busy enough with her own affairs. Xiang Zhilan just left, and besides, she didn't necessarily leave by boat. If you haven't heard from her, then you haven't heard from her." Xu Tingchuan stood outside the bedroom, looking at Ni Sitian's sleeping face, and sighed inwardly, "This time I've finally helped you."

"Okay, I understand." Pei Yang didn't have anything else to say and hung up the phone.

Xu Tingchuan put away his phone and went into the bedroom. He had done all he could to help, but with the Qinghong Gang's influence spread throughout Yihai, whether Xiang Zhilan could escape successfully in just a few hours was entirely up to fate.

Ni Sitian seemed restless in her sleep, sometimes gripping the blanket tightly, sometimes frowning deeply.

Xu Tingchuan lay down on the bed, pulled her into his arms, and gently stroked her back.

Ni Sitian rubbed her forehead against Xu Tingchuan's chest and slept much better.

However, Shen Muzhi was not having an easy time at this moment. The result of his search was that she went to Jin'ao Wharf.

He sped there and found Xiang Zhilan's earring; it was already six o'clock.

If Xiang Zhilan boarded the 10 o'clock ship, it has been more than eight hours now, and even a speedboat couldn't catch up.

“That fishing boat is heading to Malaysia,” Ah Chao said to Shen Muzhi.

Shen Muzhi gripped Xiang Zhilan's earring tightly, his voice hoarse: "Go check the flight information and passenger list for Malaysia these past few days."

"Yes." This is actually quite difficult, but seeing Shen Muzhi like this, Ah Chao is afraid they will have to grit their teeth and continue investigating.

Shen Muzhi stood at the harbor, looking at the raging waves on the sea, her eyes red and swollen. In order to escape him, she was even willing to take the ship that she hated and feared the most.

The full moon slowly sank below the horizon, and the eastern morning light gradually illuminated the sea.

As dusk settled and eyes closed, a single, sparkling drop of water fell.