"But I wonder if they used any 'gentle traps'?"
She paused for a second.
"Speaking of which,"
She paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject, her eyes revealing a hint of mockery.
"How could President Jing bear to let you go shopping alone?"
"Given his personality, you should at least have three bodyguards and a thermal imaging camera around you, the kind that keeps you under surveillance 24/7."
Chu Wuyang couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"He did suggest that I go to Golden Sunflower Island to recuperate, but I refused outright."
"oh?"
Ye Yuhe became interested.
"Then what?"
"He really didn't say anything?"
Chu Wuyang nodded.
Ye Yuhe clicked her tongue, her face filled with disbelief.
"Given your current status as a 'top priority protection target,' how come he didn't take the opportunity to isolate you?"
"Still so obedient?"
"If this plot were in a domineering CEO novel, readers would criticize it for 'the character's personality has collapsed'."
Chu Wuyang took a sip of water, leaned back lazily in her chair, and sighed, slightly raising her chin.
"Prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain..."
Ye Yuhe immediately took over,
"...No matter how hard you try, you can't move it."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and Ye Yuhe laughed so hard she almost fell over.
"Haha, isn't that right?"
"But that makes sense."
She stopped talking and her tone became serious.
"He is willing to change, and you no longer have to be on guard all the time or compromise yourself."
"This is great. You can finally... have a life of your own."
Chu Wuyang remained silent for a while, her fingertips slowly circling the rim of the cup, her gaze fixed on the street scene outside the window.
The sun was shining brightly, and people were coming and going; the world seemed much gentler.
A slight upturn of her lips, a gentle and soft smile.
"Yes, I hope so."
"Alright, go ahead and go shopping,"
"Remember to take pictures and send them to me after you've finished shopping, and I'll help you with outfit coordination!"
"good."
After hanging up the phone, she put away her phone and turned her gaze to a familiar shop window not far away.
The grey-blue trench coat hung quietly on the model; it was the very one Ye Yuhe had mentioned.
She paused for a few seconds, then stepped inside.
Chu Wuyang had just stepped into the fitting room and hadn't even turned around when the door was suddenly pushed open with a "click".
She instinctively stepped back, nearly knocking over the clothes rack.
"Wuyang, it's me!"
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