In his spare time, Yun Qi opened his phone and looked at a photo of Su Ping that he had secretly taken in his album.
On the bus, the girl was fast asleep, leaning on his shoulder.
The sunlight streaming in through the window shone on her smooth, fair chin, and her slightly parted, pink lips looked incredibly inviting.
He remembered that he hated her back then, but for some reason he secretly took a picture of that scene and kept it on his phone.
As he reminisced about the moments he had spent with her, a smile slowly crept onto Yun Qi's lips, and all the fatigue of the past few days vanished.
Just then, the phone on the table rang.
Yun Qi looked away and pressed the answer button while simultaneously pressing the speakerphone button.
An assistant's voice came from inside: "Mr. Yun, Ms. Feng is at the company's front desk and says she wants to see you."
Upon hearing Feng Qiang's name, Yun Qi flashed a hint of impatience and said, "Didn't I tell you I wouldn't be receiving guests for the next few days?"
"But……"
The assistant was conflicted; her fiancé, whom she was about to get engaged to, was nowhere to be found.
Just after hanging up the phone, Yun Qi's phone, which was on the table, suddenly rang.
It was Feng Qiang who called.
After the call connected, her voice came through: "Qi, I'm downstairs at your company. Are you inside? This receptionist is so clueless. I've already told her I'm their future boss's wife, but she still won't let me in."
The girl's tone was both reproachful and coquettish, making Yun Qi's head buzz. He pinched his brow to feel a little better.
"I've been too busy lately, so I told them I wouldn't be seeing any visitors for the next few days. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Hearing his businesslike tone, Feng Qiang was a little unhappy, but the thought of getting engaged to him tomorrow night made her happy again.
"I noticed you hadn't replied to my WeChat messages, so I thought I'd come and check on you."
WeChat?
Yun Qi opened WeChat and, sure enough, found that Feng Qiang had sent him several dresses yesterday, asking him which one looked best.
Yun Qi casually swiped the phone and said to Feng Qiang on the other end, "I saw it yesterday but forgot to reply. The third set is pretty good, it suits you very well."
Feng Qiang looked at the dress that revealed her cleavage, her face slightly flushed. So, A Qi liked this kind of dress?
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed to go up and see Yun Qi, so she made up an excuse and hurried home.
On the way back, she secretly shared this with Feng Ruru. Without saying a word, Feng Ruru said that when she had time, she would accompany her to buy some daring clothes so that she could wear them to Yun Qi when they moved in together, and she guaranteed that she could make him fall head over heels for her.
...
Su Ping finished reading the book she had borrowed from Mo Ruinan over the past two days. After sending him a message, she decided to drive the book over to him.
She walked to the door and rang the doorbell a few times, but no one came to open the door.
Su Ping sent another message to Mo Ruinan, but still received no reply.
She then realized that the door in front of her was not completely closed. She tentatively reached out and pushed the door with a little force, and heard the door click open.
It was quiet inside, without a sound.
Has a thief broken in?
Thinking about the strange thing Mo Ruinan said last time and the recent news about many home invasion robberies, could it be that his paintings have really been targeted by thieves?
Mo Ruinan is also crippled, and if that assistant isn't around, he's practically defenseless.
With that in mind, Su Ping tiptoed inside.
When she reached the lobby on the first floor, she found that the lock at the end of the stairs to the second floor was still locked after climbing a few steps. She breathed a sigh of relief and went downstairs, realizing that she had been worrying too much.
Just as he finished breathing, he suddenly heard what sounded like a series of attacks coming from the other side.
Unlike the sound of something falling to the ground that she heard last time, this sound made Su Ping's scalp tingle.
It sounded like something was hitting the wall repeatedly, trying to attract the attention of those outside.
Su Ping's feet moved uncontrollably in that direction, and the closer she got, the louder the sound became.
There was a closed door in front of her. Su Ping turned the doorknob, and the door opened in front of her. At the same time, the sound disappeared, as if she had just been hallucinating.
But Su Ping was convinced she hadn't misheard; the voice seemed to be coming from behind that wall...
Su Ping looked around the room. The furnishings were simple, with only a bed and an open wardrobe containing men's clothes, which didn't look like Mo Ruinan's.
There was a photo frame on the table. Su Ping walked inside and saw the group photo on it.
A handsome man in a suit is squatting next to a boy in a wheelchair, and the two are smiling at the camera.
That boy was none other than Mo Ruinan!
[Host, he is Mo Ruinan's older brother, Mo Yu.]
Shen Silan's biological father, the missing eldest son of the Mo family?
Su Ping paused for a moment, then picked up the photo frame.
The lens was very smooth, and the frame was clean, so it must be frequently visited...
Thinking about the strange noises she had heard twice, an absurd idea formed in Su Ping's mind, and her expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.
Just as she was about to turn around and pretend she had never been in the room, Mo Ruinan, sitting in a wheelchair, appeared at the door.
Upon seeing her, Mo Ruinan grinned.
Su Ping's heart skipped a beat, and her hands behind her back trembled uncontrollably, her nails digging into her flesh as she forced herself to calm down.
"Pingping, what are you doing?"
Mo Ruinan's gaze lingered on her face, lost in thought.
Su Ping pursed her lips and remained silent, pondering a solution, when she heard Mo Ruinan continue speaking and simultaneously move her wheelchair closer to her.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming? And..."
Mo Ruinan stopped the wheelchair in front of her and said something that almost made Su Ping's hair stand on end.
What are you hiding behind your back?
Su Ping's fingers, which were gripping the photo frame, were a little sore from the pressure. Only then did she notice the bruise on Mo Ruinan's left chin, which was red and swollen, clearly indicating that he had been beaten up.
Who is it?
Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Ruinan reached out and grabbed Su Ping's arm, pulling it slightly, and the photo frame was exposed in front of the two of them.
So that's what it is.
Su Ping had recovered a bit. She wiped the photo frame with her sleeve and said with a dry laugh, "I saw that this was a bit dusty, so I thought I'd wipe it clean."
The excuse was a bit clumsy, and Su Ping didn't know if he would believe it. He just kept smiling and staring at him.
When Su Ping could no longer stand, he suddenly looked away and took the photo frame from him.
"The person in the photo is my older brother, but he has disappeared. This room also belongs to him..."
After speaking, he observed Su Ping's reaction.
She simply nodded nonchalantly to indicate that she understood, then turned around and picked up the books she had taken from him last time, placing them on him.
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