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In the pitch-black sky, a car sped up. Upon seeing the moored giant ship, the bodyguard in black slowed down and stopped at the bottom of the slope. He turned around and respectfully said, "Young Master, we've arrived at the port."

The car door opened, and a tall, muscular man stepped out. He took off his mask, revealing a handsome face.

A thin mist hung in the air, and a salty sea breeze blew gently. The sea was calm and still. Gazing at the distant dark shadows, his grey-blue eyes hardened, and he slowly clenched his fists.

He knew everything about Wen Ling's secret investigation of him, and even informed his father to teach that arrogant brat a lesson.

But no matter what, he always managed to escape danger and obtain evidence without hindrance to return to China and report his bodyguard company.

Thus, Ji Weixuan could still comfort himself that he was still in control, but Wen Ling kept ruining his company's projects and joined forces with the Su family to attack his company, almost bringing him to the brink of bankruptcy in China.

He certainly couldn't lower himself to beg Long Lingtian for help, and Long Lingtian wouldn't help someone on the verge of bankruptcy. He could only start preparing to return to Y Country; he would have to go back sooner or later—that was his true domain.

Thinking of Liu Xirou's charming face and fluttering skirt, his heart was filled with a mixture of sweetness and pain.

The hatred in Ji Weixuan's eyes intensified. Xirou, Xirou... why won't you come back with me?

The sky turned bluish-white, the mist dissipated, the ship's horn sounded its muffled blast, and the waves revealed a beautiful light blue. A bodyguard in black stepped forward and handed over a ticket. "Young master, Madam wants you to take this cruise ship."

Ji Weixuan looked at him coldly, "Give me the car keys."

The bodyguard hesitated, but when he saw the coldness in Ji Weixuan's eyes, he gave in and placed the key in his hand. "Yes."

The car headed towards the city center, and the bodyguard called Long Hui, "Madam, the young master has driven into the city."

On the other side, Long Hui was furious. "Check the surveillance footage and see where he went. Whatever he's going to do, stop him!"

"Yes!" The dozen or so bodyguards in black bowed their heads and immediately disappeared from the office.

Long Hui swept everything off the table, then slumped weakly into his chair, his eyes closed.

She naturally kept the fact that she rescued Ji Weixuan a secret from Long Lingtian. If Ji Weixuan were to do anything that would harm the interests of the Long family, he would likely be doomed and sent to prison.

It was rush hour, the streets were bustling with cars and people, all looking hurried to work. Ji Weixuan bought a can of coffee and drank it. The bitter taste spread on his tongue, but he didn't notice it at all, his eyes fixed on the building in front of him.

A Bentley slowly drove out of the underground parking garage. Ji Weixuan gave a twisted smile, casually tossed his coffee into the car, and got in.

Ji Weixuan's eyes surged with overwhelming hatred as he asked Ling, "If it weren't for you, how could my company have been shut down? If it weren't for you, why would I have been in such a hurry to take Xirou away, to the point that she's afraid of me!"

He started the car, floored the accelerator, and headed straight for the rear of the Bentley.

Go to hell!

Wen Yan got out of the car and ran to the front desk, panting, "Could you please swipe my card? I need to go to the president's office."

The receptionist looked up and saw that the young master in front of her was pale and sweating profusely. She was stunned for a few seconds before she came to her senses. "Okay, Mr. Wen has already given the instructions."

Wen Yan stared intently at the elevator display screen, hoping that the 39th floor would appear soon.

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened, and Wen Yan darted out, forcefully pulling open the door and barging into the president's office.

The assistants outside exchanged shocked glances, as they could not recall the young master ever acting so recklessly.

Wen Ling was squatting in front of the green plants, helping him find his lost cuff, when the door was suddenly kicked open. He frowned and looked over, then saw it was Wen Yan. He relaxed his brows and said helplessly, "What's wrong with you today? Why are you so..." Before he could finish the word "strange," Wen Yan suddenly threw herself into his arms, interrupting him.

Wenling was stunned for a moment, then hugged him. Wenling thought that the cuff was very meaningful to Wenyan and that he was sad because he couldn't find it.

Twenty minutes earlier, he was about to drive home when he received a call from Wenyan. Wenyan was very anxious and asked him to go back to the office to find him a cufflink, which he had accidentally left there a few days ago.

Ling comforted him, "It's okay, don't be sad. How about I buy you a new one?"

A minute later, Wen Yan looked up, her eyes red-rimmed, and said, "Mmm."

Ten minutes later, they appeared at the subway entrance. Wen Yan kept staring at the passersby, as if afraid of any dangerous individuals.

Wen Ling became increasingly puzzled. "What's wrong with you today?" First, she rushed over, hugged him, and cried. Then, after having the bodyguard patrol the area three times, she dragged him to take the subway home.

Wen Yan shook her head and hugged Wen Ling's arm tightly. "It's alright, let's go."

Ji Weixuan is missing; perhaps he's been taken away. The sanatorium is guarded by members of the Wen family and bodyguards from the Long family; escape is impossible. Even if Ji Weixuan went berserk, he couldn't escape the sanatorium without someone rescuing him.

"Hello? What's wrong?" Wen Ling received a call, and upon hearing the reply from the person on the other end, his expression instantly turned grim. "Check the surveillance footage, send people to search, and let me know immediately if you have any news."

Wen Yan looked up at him, and Wen Ling patted his head. "Ji Weixuan ran away. It's alright. He won't dare to provoke you."

I'm fine, but you are.

Wen Yan responded, then lowered her head, her eyes filled with an inscrutable expression.

Before even exiting the subway station, Wen Yan instructed his family's bodyguards to patrol the area around the subway station and their home several times. Only after confirming that everything was alright did he take Wen Ling home.

Wen Ling looked at his nervous appearance and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She assumed that he knew about Ji Weixuan's escape and was just being overly sensitive, so she let him do whatever he wanted.

Back home, the four people were sitting around the coffee table chatting and laughing. When they saw them enter, they smiled and said, "You're back."

"I'm back."

Wen Ling changed his shoes and walked over. The other four suddenly stood up and stared at him blankly. A wave of sorrow washed over them, and a few tears welled up in their eyes.

Wen Ling was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you? Xiao Yan also cried when she saw me just now."

Luo Heng stepped forward, touched his face, her gaze desolate, "I don't know why, but seeing you makes me want to cry."

Wen Yan stood at the back, her heart aching with bitterness and pain, cherishing the sight of her family gathered together.

Wen Ling smiled and quickly reassured them, "It was my fault for not playing cards with you last night. Okay, okay, let's play now."

The four of them quickly wiped away their tears. After a while, they tried to figure out why they had cried, but they had no clue.

Seeing that they had calmed down and were enjoying playing mahjong, Wen Ling casually asked, "Is there anything going on at home today?"

Wen Jia drew a card. "It's nothing, it's just that Wen Yan is in a bad mood."

"Oh? What happened to him?"

Wen Tingfeng said, "He suddenly felt down while eating breakfast this morning. His smile looked worse than a grimace. When I asked him what was wrong, he said he had a nightmare."

Liang Yueqi glanced at him. "You took him to see a horror movie?"

"Hey!" Wen Tingfeng's eyes widened. "Honestly! Besides you, who else would take him to watch melodramatic TV shows?"

The two sprightly old people started arguing again, creating a peaceful atmosphere in the house. Wen Ling smiled, and the strange feeling in her heart vanished.

The curtains were all drawn, plunging Wenyan into darkness, which immediately gave her a headache and made her feel unwell. But when she opened the curtains, the blinding white view outside was too bright for her eyes.

He lay on the bed, eyes closed, resting, his toes tapping the blanket intermittently.

Suddenly, he remembered that Su Jibai was coming to visit today. He was about to tell him not to come when he opened the chat interface, only to find it completely empty.

Wen Yan stared at her phone screen in disbelief, then dialed his number.

"Is there something you need?" A cold and distant voice asked, completely different from its usual gentle tone.

Wen Yan sensed something was wrong, but still asked, "Weren't you supposed to come to my house with your mother today?"

Su Jibai: "My mother has already passed away."

"Oh, I'm hanging up."

Wen Yan stared blankly at her phone, lost in thought. Was this the consequence the system had mentioned?

Red paper-cut window decorations were pasted on the glass windows, and even the stairs were tied with red ribbons. The clothes worn these past few days all had a touch of red, red lanterns were hung in front of the door, and the plum blossoms in the yard had also bloomed, creating a joyous and festive scene.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Wen Jia and Luo Heng went to the Long and Su families to pay New Year's visits, while Wen Tingfeng and Liang Yueqi also went out to visit friends. Only Wen Ling and Wen Yan stayed at home to entertain guests.

The Mo and Sang families came together. Mo Sha and Sang Nuo also came with their elders to offer New Year's greetings. As soon as they sat down on the sofa, they started winking and making faces at Wen Yan.

Seeing that they couldn't sit still, the elders told them to go outside and play.

Upon hearing this, Mosa and Sannoh immediately got up and pulled Wenyan away.

As they walked into the back garden, Mosa talked nonstop, from her trip to the United States to how her mother bought her a small island as her end-of-term reward.

Sanno's eyes widened. "Where?"

Mosa said proudly, "It's in R country, I'll show you the photos."

Sanno looked at the photo and said, "This little house looks really creepy."

Mosa chuckled, "Isn't it exciting? Don't you love this kind of scary atmosphere? I'll take you to experience it to your heart's content after the Spring Festival."

“No, I don’t want to,” Sannoh shuddered and hugged himself tightly. “I don’t know why, but suddenly I just don’t like this kind of stimulation anymore.”

Upon hearing Sangnuo's words, Wen Yan had a bad feeling. He asked Mo Sha, "What clothes did you buy when you went shopping with Liu Xirou last month?"

"Huh?" Mosa's lips curled down, her eyes showing disgust. "Why would I go shopping with her? Wenyan, don't make fun of me."

Sanno chuckled, "That's truly astonishing."

Sure enough, their previous memories were also erased. Fortunately, it had nothing to do with the main storyline, otherwise it would have been quite troublesome.

Wen Yan squinted, frowned, and walked several meters away on her own.

Mosa and Sanno jogged over and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you today? You don't say a word, and the first thing you mention is Liu Xirou."

Wen Yan put aside her thoughts and smiled, "It's a bit cold outside, let's go inside and chat."