Only Duan Ye and Luo Qingyuan remained at the Luo family's gate.
Their eyes met, and then they quickly retreated.
Even though they have two children, it seems like there's an insurmountable chasm between them, making it difficult for them to communicate or even start a conversation.
Duan Ye spoke first: "Let me carry you inside."
Luo Qingyuan stopped him: "No need, it's very close, I can walk in by myself."
So Duan Ye had no choice but to take two steps back and say with a smile, "Alright."
"Then I'm leaving." Duan Ye turned around and walked towards the car.
Just as Duan Ye was about to get into the car, Luo Qingyuan spoke up: "After these things are settled, let's sit down and talk about our business, okay?"
These are all the things that happened to Nanxing, and all the truth about Grandma.
Duan Ye didn't continue looking for the tomb keeper because he had given all the clues to Liang Mo. His grandfather was right when he said that professional matters should sometimes be left to professionals.
Duan Ye nodded: "Okay."
As Luo Qingyuan was leaving, Duan Ye asked, "Before that, you won't fall in love with someone else, will you?"
Luo Qingyuan suddenly found it somewhat amusing. In her entire life, she had never loved anyone except Duan Ye. It was just an accident at first, because she was rich, and he just happened to catch her eye.
No one expected that this first sight would capture their heart.
Once it enters your heart, there's no turning back.
But Luo Qingyuan still stubbornly insisted, "If your progress continues to be this slow, then it's really hard to say. After all, I don't need anyone, right?"
After saying that, Luo Qingyuan walked away, leaning on her cane.
A gentle evening breeze blew, but Duan Ye smiled with his head down. What could he say? He could only say that it was good, good that they had all returned to Kyoto, good that this was the Kyoto where they fell in love.
Soon, Duan Ye drove towards Moon Bay.
He rarely stays in his bedroom when he goes back, but now, he suddenly feels a bit impatient.
Meanwhile, Nanxing returned home after finishing her social engagements. She usually lived alone at home, and Qi Yue was her assistant, so Qi Yue usually took care of her when she got drunk.
Today, as usual, Qi Yue laboriously carried the half-drunk Nan Xing to bed, then went to the kitchen to cook a hangover soup. While cooking the soup, she was also on the phone discussing tomorrow's schedule.
Qi Yue had no idea what they would face after dawn.
After finalizing the itinerary, Qi Yue had also prepared the hangover soup. She brought it upstairs and entered the room, only to find Nan Xing sitting up with his back to her.
Qi Yue didn't think much of it: "Nanxing, you're awake. Then quickly drink the hangover soup. We have an advertisement shoot tomorrow, so we can't be late."
Nanxing didn't answer. Qi Yue put down the hangover soup and prepared to help Nanxing up.
"Sister Nanxing, let me help you lie down..."
Before he could finish speaking, Nanxing said, "There won't be any filming tomorrow."
Qi Yue was taken aback, thinking Nan Xing was talking in her sleep: "Sister Nan Xing, what nonsense are you talking about? You're drunk, you should go to sleep."
As soon as Qi Yue took Nan Xing's hand, Nan Xing suddenly turned around, his face dark and his gaze cold as he stared at Qi Yue, asking, "Are you questioning me?"
Qi Yue was so startled that she immediately let go of his hand, then shook her head: "No..."
Nanxing looked at her trembling and laughed again: "Are you afraid of me?"
Qi Yue, her face pale, said, "No..."
Nanxing found it funny, thinking that the people in this world were rotten, dirty, and ridiculous. They were clearly so scared, yet they still insisted on staying by her side for such a small amount of money. Why bother?
Qi Yue brought over the hangover soup, smiling apologetically, "Sister Nanxing, you must be drunk, you should drink some first... ah..."
Nanxing knocked over the hangover soup, and Qi Yue's hand was immediately scalded red, causing her to scream uncontrollably.
Hearing Qi Yue's screams, Nan Xing could no longer suppress her anger. She stood up, grabbed Qi Yue's hair, and slapped her hard.
Do you look down on me just like those other people?
"No, Sister Nanxing, let go of me...it hurts..."
"Do you also think that I deserve to be abandoned? What are you yelling about? What are you afraid of? In all these years, have I ever wronged you?"
Qi Yue tried to break free from Nan Xing's control, but her face was slapped again. Qi Yue lost her balance and fell to the ground, her forehead hitting the corner of the bed hard, causing blood to flow freely.
The blood seemed to finally bring Nanxing to her senses. She stood there stunned for a moment before walking over, squatting down, and helping Qi Yue up.
"I'm sorry, I'm a bit emotional tonight..."
Qi Yue pushed Nan Xing away, her eyes filled with coldness: "Sister Nan Xing, do you really have a heart? I've been following you since your trainee days. Over the years, you've repeatedly hurt me, making me sensitive, suspicious, and timid. That's fine, but why did you have to hurt me so badly?"
Nanxing forced a smile, wanting to explain a few things.
But Qi Yue covered her forehead and spoke again: "Nanxing, it's normal that no one truly likes someone like you, right? Why be so critical of others?"
And so, Qi Yue struggled to her feet, ignoring Nan Xing, and left with red eyes and tears streaming down her face.
Nanxing has changed a long time ago. Since things started to get better and better, she is no longer the little sister who worked hard with her. But she always thought... that the Nanxing from before would come back.
Qi Yue went downstairs and saw the room full of luxury goods, and suddenly thought...
Has Nanxing really changed?
Nanxing has always been ambitious and wanted to be the best. No one could stand in her way.
Qi Yue glanced upstairs, perhaps...
Nanxing has always been Nanxing, she has never changed, she was just mistaken.
Qi Yue left Nanxing's house. The evening breeze made her tears flow even more freely. Why is the life of a working person so bitter?
As soon as Qi Yue stepped out of Nanxing's villa area, she saw a luxury business car parked on the side of the road. Qi Yue instinctively felt something was wrong and was about to leave.
The car door opened, and Chen Manhua stared at her intently: "Shall we get in and talk?"
Qi Yue's heart sank: "President Chen, I don't know anything, please don't make things difficult for me..."
Chen Manhua didn't intend to have a proper talk with Qi Yue. She simply said, "You've been beaten up like this today. Who knows where you'll be buried tomorrow? Aren't you planning to leave yourself a way out?"
Qi Yue hesitated for a moment.
Chen Manhua continued, "Who is Nanxing? You've been by her side for so many years, do I need to remind you?"
“Miss Qi, come with me. I can protect you and your family. This is one of your few options.”
Qi Yue hesitated greatly.
“Miss Qi, don’t forget, the Luo family and I are the owners of Henglun. Whether or not we have breached the contract is up to us.”
Seeing that Qi Yue was still thinking, Chen Manhua lost patience.
"Since it's such a difficult decision, let's not make it hard and go."
The car door was about to close.
Qi Yue panicked and grabbed the car door tightly: "Wait..."
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