Han Songyan became increasingly agitated, her mind a complete mess.
Just then, the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.
Upon seeing the caller ID, Han Songyan's expression lit up; it was exactly what she had hoped for!
He picked up the phone and immediately pressed the answer button: "Hello, Master Qingyun."
Qingyun sighed softly on the other end of the phone: "Madam Bai, you've been plagued by misfortune lately. I really don't want you to be harmed by this evil star, so I risked revealing heavenly secrets to call you and remind you."
Han Songyan was suddenly jolted, and her face turned pale.
What Master Qingyun was talking about was exactly his current predicament.
If Bai Kangyan investigates and finds out that Xi Ruo is indeed involved, he will definitely be unable to clear his name. It's easy to imagine that her relationship with Bai Kangyan will deteriorate further.
He's successful in his career and not that old now. There are probably countless young women vying for his attention. Although she believes Bai Kangyan isn't that kind of person, if there's a rift between them, he might seek comfort elsewhere because he's in a bad mood.
For a woman her age, keeping her husband is the most important thing in the world.
"Master Qingyun, please show me the way."
*
In a coffee shop downstairs from the building where Tengyue works.
Bai Qianmo pushed open the door and walked in. She looked around and finally her gaze fell on a figure in the far corner.
The other person noticed her too.
Bai Qianmo walked over, pulled out the chair opposite her, and sat down.
"Just returned to China?"
"Yes, I only found out about the news about you in China these past few days today, Xi Ruo..."
Upon hearing Bai Xiruo's name, Bai Luoyu fell into a long silence, finally letting out a helpless sigh.
"I really understand her less and less."
Bai Qianmo looked calmly at Bai Luoyu: "You asked me to come out alone, it shouldn't be to atone for her sins, right?"
She has been keeping a close eye on the progress of the cooperation between the White family and the UK these past few days, and Jain has been giving her updates every day.
Bai Kangyan and Bai Luoyu just returned to China today, and it was quite unexpected that Bai Luoyu would take the initiative to contact her as soon as he got back.
Bai Luoyu blinked, his hands clasped nervously on the table, and he gently lifted his eyelids to stare deeply at Bai Qianmo.
In Bai Qianmo's eyes, his gaze seemed to be trying to find something on her face.
"I saw you at the UK Foundation!"
Bai Qianmo's eyes flickered slightly, a dark light flashing beneath her gaze.
So he knew her identity?
Bai Qianmo picked up the coffee cup in front of her, lowered her eyes, and took a seemingly calm sip of coffee.
"I haven't left the country recently, so are you sure you're seeing me?"
"Stop pretending, you know what I'm talking about, the UK Foundation, the Grim Reaper's Office!"
Bai Qianmo pursed her lips, raised her deep eyes to look at Bai Luoyu: "So you knew?"
She didn't want the Bai family to know that she was the Grim Reaper, after all, she had taken advantage of the Bai family when they were at their most difficult time, seizing 10% of their shares.
I feel a bit weak.
Bai Luoyu chuckled and raised an eyebrow: "Not pretending anymore? After seeing the video of your press conference and the introduction of you on JQ's official website, I was basically certain that my judgment was correct. You are a student of IQ, and you just happen to be in the genius class, and there's a picture of you in the Grim Reaper's office..."
At this point, Bai Luoyu narrowed his eyes: "Little crow, you've really fooled me."
Bai Qianmo didn't seem to care at all when her identity as the Grim Reaper was exposed in public.
"Since you already know, I have nothing more to say. But regarding my identity, I don't want a second person to know, so..."
"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you, hehe, I definitely won't tell anyone that you used to be with Death..."
Bai Qianmo: "..."
Her lips twitched, and Bai Qianmo slowly rubbed her forehead.
It was her fault; she overestimated her own brother's intelligence.
"That's why I don't want others to know about this past."
"I know, I know. You're afraid your current boyfriend will feel inferior if he finds out, right? Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you. But could you help me arrange a meeting with Death? My biggest wish is to see Death in person. He must be very handsome, right?"
"It's...okay, I guess."
"What do you mean 'okay'? I think you're just holding a grudge after he dumped you and are deliberately badmouthing him."
Why did he dump me?
Bai Luoyu glanced at Bai Qianmo with disdain: "Do you even need to think about it? Death God is such a perfect and outstanding genius, his only flaw might be that he has a bad eye for choosing girlfriends."
After saying that, he looked Bai Qianmo up and down with a look of disdain: "Although you were able to get into the genius class, which means you are indeed quite excellent, there's no way a big shot like the Grim Reaper would take a liking to you..."
Am I that bad?
"You're not doing badly for yourself? You were a graduate of JQ, and you even dated Death. How did you end up like this? If Death knew his ex-girlfriend was now a nobody actress, he would regret it so much he'd want to gouge his own eyes out."
Bai Qianmo curled her lips and glanced at Bai Luoyu with a half-smile: "How come you're a fan of the Grim Reaper?"
Bai Luoyu frowned, displeased, and asked, "What do you mean?"
"You're blind enough."
"You...you're not blind, you actually managed to win over our Grim Reaper. By the way, is the Grim Reaper a blond, blue-eyed foreigner or one of our Chinese? What are his hobbies, like outdoor sports, fencing? Shooting? Racing? Or basketball, football, golf?" Bai Luoyu pulled a small notebook out of his pocket, held a pen, and took notes with a serious expression.
Bai Qianmo: "She probably prefers making money."
"That makes sense. He created such a huge business empire and helped a group of big shots make money. He must enjoy the thrill of making money."
"Is he a foreigner, or is he Chinese as rumored?"
Bai Qianmo glanced at Bai Luoyu coldly: "Chinese."
Bai Luoyu clapped his hands excitedly, his expression as excited as if he had won the lottery: "That's great! My idol is of the same race as me. Indeed, we descendants of Yan and Huang produce outstanding talents."
Bai Qianmo: "..."
Please accept this look I give an idiot.
"Where is he now? I heard he's been around China recently, is that true?"
Bai Qianmo leaned lazily against the back of her chair, glanced at the window with a deep gaze, and smiled indifferently: "I'm just his ex-girlfriend."
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