Shi Youxi stared intently at her: "How could it be...you?!"
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Helian Xin's exquisitely made-up face, but she still leaned closer to Shi Youxi and said, "I—"
Shi Youxi suddenly took a step back and rushed into each of the cubicles in the room.
No! No! Not anywhere!
Helian Xin watched coldly as he rushed around like a headless fly, finally running up to her with a stormy expression.
"Where?!"
"Where did you take her?!"
Helian Xin curled her lips in a mocking smile, "I'll take her? Why don't you just say she ran away on her own?"
Seeing Shi Youxi's face freeze instantly, Helian Xin felt a pang of bitterness. She said cruelly, "She ran away with that British man."
Looking at Shi Youxi's pale and flushed face, she felt a perverse pleasure.
"What, did you think she would just stay home and wait for you?"
Shi Youxi immediately turned to leave, but Helian Xin pounced on him and grabbed him, "You're going to find her? She's long gone! She's probably in someone else's bed by now! Ah—"
Helian Xin fell to the ground. If it weren't for the thick carpet, her knees would have been badly injured. The man showed no emotion whatsoever, not even glancing back at her.
Shi Youxi's hand, holding the phone, veins bulging, said, "Hey, go find someone—"
The phone was slammed open, and Shi Youxi, no longer able to control his emotions, abandoned all pretense of humility and politeness. His eyes were bloodshot as he gripped Helian Xin's neck, yelling, "You're asking for death!"
Helian Xin's face flushed red, the fear of death closing in on her, but she still stubbornly held on: "Shi Youxi, if you leave now, I won't tell you where she is!"
Helian Bochen's illegitimate children have been found. Even though Helian Bochen hasn't done anything yet, Helian Xin can see her impending downfall in his ecstatic eyes. She wants to beg Shi Youxi to help her one more time and not to immediately break off the engagement.
But who could have imagined it?
She watched Mu Yiran get into the car with her own eyes, and through the crack in the door, she finally saw the woman being drugged.
Helian Xin saw everything clearly, and swallowed back the words she wanted to say.
She thought, this is the only chance God has given her!
She did nothing wrong! She was only doing what made her own happiness possible!
Helian Xin laughed breathlessly, "If the engagement isn't broken off, I want to marry you! Promise me and I'll tell you where she is."
"You can like that stand-in, and you can even support her after marriage. I don't object. As long as we get married, the Shi family and the Helian family will both be yours!"
"Helian Xin, you are no longer the only young lady of the Helian family. You are insignificant now. Marry you?" Shi Youxi smiled sinisterly, mercilessly exposing her boastful words. "Dream on!"
Looking at the woman's increasingly pale face, he simply said, "You think I don't know that you drugged her that night? I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, and you dare to threaten me with my sister? I can find her even without you."
Helian Xin didn't think she had done anything wrong. "Everything I did was for you. That woman is a menace! I did it to save you! The Helian family has many marriage candidates, but I'm the most suitable one for you!"
She said defiantly, "Only I will wholeheartedly help you, because only I like you!"
Even knowing that Shi Youxi was not a normal person, even knowing that he had a strange and violent temper, and even knowing how terrifying the real him was, Helian Xin still couldn't help but want to get close to him and fall in love with him.
Even though he only has eyes for someone else right now, she still wants to marry him.
But what about the stand-in?!
What did she do for Shi Youxi again?!
In no way can Helian Xin compare to her!
"Like?" Shi Youxi suddenly let go, disdainfully pulling away from Helian Xin. He had never looked closely at Helian Xin's face, but even so, Shi Youxi always knew what Helian Xin's feelings were for him.
“You don’t like me, or even the Shi family. Helian Xin, all you like is someone who can put you at the top, regardless of that person’s surname or name.”
His words stripped away Helian Xin's always-presentable and perfect facade, revealing her shameful and naked desires—ugliness that even "liking" couldn't conceal.
Helian Xin was both embarrassed and angry, and unwilling to accept it. "So what! Do you think Mu Yiran got close to you because she really likes you? It's all because of your money! Because of the Shi family!"
"You look down on what I like, but how is she any more noble than me?!"
"..."
Shi Youxi ignored her words, picked up his phone, and saw an unknown caller ID. He assumed they had found him and answered immediately. The voice on the other end was unfamiliar, cold, and distant:
"Does Young Master Shi still remember me?"
Shi Youxi paused, a chill running down his spine. "Qi Pan?"
"One of my brothers found your stuff. If it's convenient, come and pick it up. It's not far, you can come alone."
"..."
After saying that, the other party hung up the phone without any hesitation.
The background page disappeared, revealing the woman's face on the wallpaper. Shi Youxi stared at it for a few seconds until the screen automatically turned off, and the light in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a deathly black.
He walked out, ignoring the bodyguards standing guard at the door.
"Shi Youxi!" Behind him, Helian Xin was still relentlessly pressing the issue.
"You ask me what's different? I'll tell you now, Helian Xin." Shi Youxi grabbed a handful of cheese candies from the locker by the door. His tone was indifferent as if he were talking about the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, as if it were a matter of course.
"You and she are incomparable, because I love her."
"..."
Helian Xin froze, staring blankly at him. She never expected Shi Youxi to say such a thing.
But Shi Youxi said each word clearly: "It doesn't matter whether she likes me or not, or how much she likes me, I still love her."
Even if her affection for me stemmed from pity, even if that pity arose from her overflowing sympathy.
She used to irrigate the whole field with the water she usually poured out. Shi Youxi knew that he was just a tiny bit of luck that was irrigated. But because of that little bit of water, love arose and flowers bloomed on the barren land.
...
The dosage of the drug was not high. After the initial period of unconsciousness, Mu Yiran quickly woke up, but she was only conscious and could open her eyes, but she could only look on helplessly, unable to move her body.
The short-haired female bodyguard was named Bily. Mu Yiran had barely spoken to her. She discovered Bily when Mu Yiran was conscious and told her not to try to struggle, as she didn't want to hurt her.
Mu Yiran's eyes darted around several times, but she couldn't figure it out, so she could only stare at Bily.
That was all I could see—"You're a traitor?!"
"Do you know how much I wanted to call you my savior when you cut the chains? Turns out you saved me only to kill me?!"
The woman managed to see her guilt in Bily's eyes, pursed her lips, and whispered, "I'm sorry."
"The Time Gate is very good, but it was Mr. Pan who led us into the Time Gate."
"..."
Mu Yiran knew that the person she was referring to was Qi Pan.
That was the great traitor Shi Youxi spoke of.
Only one person in the Shi family can be called "Mr.", and that is the head of the Shi family. Even Shi Youxi is not qualified to be called that.
However, there was always another "gentleman" at the London branch.
Her capture by Qi Pan meant that they already knew she was an imposter.
When a spy's identity is exposed, there is only one outcome.
Mu Yiran closed her eyes in despair. She hadn't expected that what she had only wanted to do was actually become an escape.
Escape to death.
Just when she thought she would become a victim in the melodramatic infighting among gang leaders, the car stopped, and she was carried out of the car by several people.
There were several people standing in the dark, enclosed inner room, and the one sitting in the middle was clearly the man named Qi Pan.
The man was around forty years old, with an Asian face, and was white from head to toe. Mu Yiran only realized that the whiteness was because he had vitiligo after seeing his face clearly.
Qi Pan looked her up and down several times, especially at her face. "Hmph, you're the woman Shi Youxi likes."
Mu Yiran blinked.
"No wonder, he's not interested in those women. Your face, which was surgically altered, doesn't really look right."
Qi Pan moved closer to her. "They say the eyes are a person's outward appearance. If I were to gouge out your eyes and reshape them to look like you, would Shi Youxi still be able to tell the difference?"
Mu Yiran's hair stood on end.
The way this person looked at her was like a snake looking at a lab rat; his curious gaze was nothing more than a desire to find more interesting in strangling her.
Mu Yiran was so frightened that her hair stood on end; she didn't even have the strength to struggle.
"Haha, okay, don't scare her." Someone walked over from the side, and Mu Yiran glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, then was filled with uncontrollable shock.
At that time, Bian Ji (a historical record) was in charge.
Shi Bianji, dressed in a suit and tie, was still impeccably dressed, but he walked with a limp. He looked at Mu Yiran with a smile and called out a name that made Mu Yiran's heart skip a beat.
He said, "Cheng Ran?"
"..."
Seeing Mu Yiran's stiff gaze, Shi Bianji smiled again, "This shouldn't be your name, right? Perhaps calling you 'sister' would be more accurate."
"Hmm... but I don't really like that title, so I'll just call you Cheng Ran for now." He patted Mu Yiran's shoulder with a friendly and polite smile. "Don't be nervous, I just want you to meet a few people."
With a slight exertion, Mu Yiran's body, which was being supported, slumped down. Instead of falling to the ground, she ended up sitting on something even stranger.
She was sitting in a wheelchair.
Mu Yiran didn't think that Shi Bianji, this pervert, was so kind as to drug her and even provide her with a wheelchair. Before she could figure out what kind of trouble this man was up to, Shi Bianji pushed her a few steps away to a cubicle.
The iron gate was open, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air, like a wheelchair in a dark room smeared with dried blood.
There was also a person sitting up there, hunched over so badly.
Mu Yiran felt the man looked familiar and had looked at him several times. The wheelchair under the man shook, and the man's face turned to the side. The moment Mu Yiran saw clearly, her scalp tingled.
Shi Bianji chuckled in her ear:
"Why aren't you greeting him? Don't you recognize him? That's your brother, Cheng Yuan."
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