Thin clouds are floating and the setting sun is bleak.

Sheng Huai stood in front of the French window, with the entire Li City under his feet.

A clip of an advertisement was playing on a loop on the phone.

The moon was high in the sky, the tide was rising and falling, and the spotlight was shining on the girls in their ballet costumes.

His wife, Su Yun, leaped lightly like a feather.

He placed the back of his hand against his smooth forehead and nodded with a smile.

"Why does Mr. Sheng suddenly ask this?"

The advertiser on the sofa looked anxious: "Since the company went bankrupt, I changed my industry. It was not easy to find this clip. Take a look..."

Sheng Huai turned around with a calm expression.

"Do you know this woman?"

The advertiser took the phone and looked at it for a while, then suddenly stood up in agitation.

"This woman! I would recognize her even if she turned into ashes!"

"Um?"

Sheng Huai sat back at his desk, his eyes fell on the photo frame, and his tone was flat: "Why?"

"snort!"

"Is this woman's name Jiang Guihua?!"

The advertiser put the coffee cup back on the table with an indignant look on his face. “Back then, she begged me to give her a job opportunity. I am a kind person and I cannot bear to see a beautiful girl suffer…”

Sheng Huai glanced at him.

"Ginger Osmanthus?"

The advertiser stared at the photo and said firmly, "Yes! It's her!"

"I get angry just talking about this bitch!"

"I arranged for her to be my assistant out of kindness, but she hooked up with the company's main photographer without anyone noticing. I heard she even cheated him out of money and sneaked out of the country."

"That photographer is over 50 years old, and she is..."

"Humph! Later, she cheated all her money abroad and came back to me in shame to beg for shelter!"

Halfway through his words, the advertiser's expression changed slightly.

"Mr. Sheng, you won't be fooled by this woman..."

Sheng Huai raised his eyebrows, his eyes were unusually cold.

"I see."

"I hope you'll be smarter about today."

The advertiser was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said goodbye with great tact: "Don't worry, Mr. Sheng, I haven't been here today, and I haven't seen you."

Sheng Huai looked normal: "Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly."

The office door closed.

Sheng Huai sat on the sofa, watching the behind-the-scenes footage on his phone over and over again.

After a long time.

He closed his eyes lightly and lay back on the sofa, looking very tired.

My heart sank again and again.

There was no light in the office, and the sharp-edged facial features were hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to make out the expression clearly.

He wanted to call Su Yun countless times, but put the phone down countless times.

What to say?

So it was you...

It turns out that you were the first person I fell in love with.

It turns out that the person I have liked since childhood has always been by my side.

But...what did I do?

The moon that was once within reach is getting farther and farther away.

Even wanting to see the moonlight seems to be becoming a luxury...

In the dark office, Sheng Huai sat quietly, smoking one cigarette after another, without making any calls.

It was not until midnight, with stars flowing outside the window and the bright moon hanging high in the sky, that he stood up woodenly, mechanically grabbed his suit jacket, and walked out step by step.

The office area was very quiet late at night.

Voice-controlled lights lit up behind him, hiding his gloomy and handsome features in the darkness.

Jiang Zhi called countless times.

He sat in the car, staring at the phone screen for a long time before clicking to answer the call.

The voice is as delicate as always.

"Ah Huai, I'm going to have an amputation surgery tomorrow. I'm so scared. Can you come and accompany me?"

"Ah Huai, why aren't you talking? Did Sister Su Yun upset you again?"

"Don't be angry, Sister Su Yun is a little impatient, can I chat with you?"

"Jiang Zhi."

Sheng Huai's voice was very cold.

His deep and sinister eyes looked quietly at the street lights outside the car window.

"I'll be right over."

Jiang Zhi raised her voice excitedly: "That's great, I'm so happy, I'll wait for you in the hospital."

"By the way, tomorrow you will..."

The call was hung up.

"Bang!"

Jiang Zhi grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it at the sofa: "Hurry up and take your bottle out! Sheng Huai will be here soon, don't let him see you in such a mess."

Drunk father Jiang opened his cloudy eyes, staggered against the wall and tried to stand up, but fell to the ground again like mud.

Open your mouth and curse:

"Don't look down on me!"

"Don't forget that you are my son!"

Jiang Zhi twisted the hem of her hospital gown and looked at her alcoholic father lying on the floor, her eyes growing increasingly gloomy.

"Why are you looking at me like that?... I'm not leaving!"

Father Jiang lay down on the sofa with his teeth bared and started to act like a rogue.

Jiang Zhi was shaking with anger.

moment.

She put on a smile, grabbed a handful of bills from her bag and threw them on the ground: "Dad, I was just joking, go out and have some fun, it won't look good if Sheng Huai comes later and you get drunk like this."

Father Jiang's eyes lit up and he rolled over from the sofa to pick up the money.

"You little bastard, you're really capable. Dad has paid for raising you!"

"Unlike your useless mother! Humph! She found a rich man and left me alone!"

"It has to be..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stuttered.

"Mr. Sheng...Mr. Sheng, you came quite quickly."

"Hey hey... I'm leaving right now, I'm leaving right now!"

Realizing that he had let the cat out of the bag, Jiang's father quickly winked at his daughter, grabbed the money on the ground and turned and ran away.

"Ahuai, you... don't misunderstand me."

Jiang Zhi forced a smile and explained, "Today is my mother's death anniversary, and my father is in a bad mood."

"So I asked him to go out and relax..."

"Ginger Osmanthus..."

Sheng Huai stood straight, staring at her with his deep, narrow eyes, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Ah... Ah Huai..."

Jiang Zhi's face was pale, and he tried to jump over the bed in panic, but he stumbled and fell to the ground, spilling the soup on the corner of the table all over his head and face.

"Ahuai, what did you say?"

"...Let me explain."

Jiang Zhi shivered as he sloppily wiped the kelp and pork ribs soup hanging on his hair, his heart pounding!

How could that be!

How could Sheng Huai know my previous name!

So what else does he know…what does he know!

"Ahuai, you... it hurts..."

Jiang Zhi forced a smile in great panic, staring at his injured arm with tears on his face: "If it wasn't for looking for you... I wouldn't have lost this arm..."

"Jiang Zhi."

He stepped closer and said, "Tell me about your time shooting commercials."

"That night, was it you?"

Sheng Huai paused and suddenly chuckled.

The more he did this, the more panicked Jiang Zhi became.

There was a smile on his face, but his eyes were sinister and terrifying.

If this man, who was so powerful and vengeful, knew that he had deceived her... she didn't know what would happen to her.

Sheng Huai said calmly: "You only have one chance. If you don't tell me now, you know the consequences."

"I……"

Jiang Zhi's legs went limp and he fell to the floor, his mind spinning rapidly.

After a while.

She crawled forward a few steps, hugged Sheng Huai's suit pants, and spoke softly with tears in her eyes: "Ah Huai, I said--"