Time and again, events have shown that Song Mai's original guess was correct.
She hesitated, unsure whether she should tell Chu Yunxing what she had discovered.
Just as she was hesitating, she happened to meet Chu Yunxing's thoughtful gaze.
"Is there something you want to tell me?" Chu Yunxing asked with a smile, his eyes sparkling with anticipation as he eagerly awaited Song Mai's next words.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Mai sighed and ultimately did not reveal all of her guesses.
"It might just be a coincidence."
As soon as he said those words, a look of disappointment flashed across Chu Yunxing's face.
He nodded thoughtfully, using a joke to mask his disappointment: "That's true, but it also shows that An'an and I are destined to be together."
Song Mai nodded, but did not respond further.
The two remained silent for a long time before subconsciously turning to look at An'an beside them.
An'an, who was eating, stopped chewing and looked up at the two of them, her face puffed up like a little squirrel.
Why are you all looking at me?
"Because Uncle thinks you're just too cute." Chu Yunxing couldn't help but pat and nuzzle her head.
Now that he had a guess in his mind, Chu Yunxing would not let it go.
He quietly plucked a strand of An'an's hair and carefully put it away when Song Mai wasn't looking.
Song Mai was completely unaware of his actions and had no suspicions whatsoever.
"Fashion Week starts this afternoon, is An'an ready?" Song Mai asked softly as she helped An'an put on her beautiful princess dress.
An'an nodded gently, hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help but ask, "Mom made such a beautiful dress for me, will you let me walk the runway in a little while?"
Song Mai was both amused and exasperated: "Of course not. The ladies walking the runway are all top models in the world. If you want to walk the runway, you need to rely on your own efforts."
An'an nodded: "Mom, you're right. I can't rely on you for everything, just like this princess dress. I will definitely stand on the fashion week stage through my own efforts."
Chu Yunxing watched the interaction between the mother and daughter with a smile on his face, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
Seeing this, Song Mai couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry, I made you laugh."
“Children’s words are innocent, how can they be a joke?” Chu Yunxing glanced down at the time. “It’s almost time, we should set off.”
"So early?"
Fashion Week is in the afternoon, and it's still morning. If you go to the show now, you'll probably be turned away at the door.
Chu Yunxing shook his head mysteriously: "You'll find out soon enough."
Chu Yunxing arrived at the car outside the house, gently opened the door, and let the mother and daughter go in first.
He then sat directly in the driver's seat, ready to drive.
"The driver's license here is different from that in China, how come you can drive?" Song Mai couldn't help but be a little surprised.
“I have an international driver’s license,” Chu Yunxing said casually. “Back then, I used all my connections to find you. As long as I found someone who looked like you all over the country, I would rush over immediately.”
Song Mai felt as if a warm current had flowed into her heart; the feeling of being cared for melted her heart.
Suddenly, three sarcastic and mean-spirited people appeared in Song Mai's mind. She couldn't see their faces clearly, but she knew that they never cared about her.
Seeing that Song Mai hadn't spoken for a long time, Chu Yunxing mistakenly thought he had said something wrong: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to try to find out where you are."
"Why would I mind? It's just that your network of connections isn't that reliable either; you didn't discover me for five years." Song Mai quickly changed the subject, no longer reminiscing.
"No, I should say I'm grateful for the network of connections here, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to arrive in time and notice when you were first being followed," Chu Yunxing couldn't help but say with emotion.
Song Mai nodded thoughtfully, but the three people in her mind just wouldn't leave.
She frowned instinctively, her head throbbing with pain.
Upon seeing this, Chu Yunxing immediately pulled the car over to the side and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Song Mai shook her head gently: "No, I just suddenly remembered some things."
Is it about me?
Perhaps because Chu Yunxing's words were too straightforward, Song Mai couldn't react for a moment and stared at him blankly.
Chu Yunxing turned his head away helplessly: "Sorry, just pretend I didn't say anything."
"There were three strange people surrounding me, trying to kidnap me. They were calling out a man's name, but I couldn't see him," Song Mai recalled this fragmented memory.
Strangely, the fragments of memories used to give me a splitting headache, and they were still happening today. But now, when I recounted them to Chu Yunxing, I felt absolutely no discomfort; it was as if I were telling an ordinary story.
"These three people should be your family members."
"My family?" Song Mai was completely unfamiliar with this term.
She had grown accustomed to the monsoon and the fabricated backstory he had created for her, so the sudden appearance of several relatives inevitably caught her off guard.
Where are they now?
Chu Yunxing remained silent.
He didn't know how to start the conversation, or even if he could.
"From the fragmented pieces, I can tell they must have treated me badly. Just now, when I was recalling them, I actually felt a bit scared and sad," Song Mai said with a smile.
Chu Yunxing nodded gently: "Yes, but we also need to thank them for making our marriage possible."
Song Mai's eyes widened.
If they hadn't insisted on marrying Song Mai to an ugly man, she wouldn't have accidentally dragged herself into the marriage.
It was precisely because of this that, after Song Mai's death, Chu Yunxing felt pity for the Song family because he missed Song Mai so much.
He settled the Song family and gave them a small sum of money.
They were expected to repent, but that was not the case.
“Your father and mother have both passed away, your brother has been arrested and imprisoned, and you only have your sister-in-law left,” Chu Yunxing sighed.
Song Mai's brother was a compulsive gambler and owed a lot of money.
When the creditors came knocking, Mr. and Mrs. Song, in an attempt to save their son, transferred all the debts onto themselves. However, their son, lacking common sense, managed to pay off the previous debts only to incur even more debt in the future.
This time, he beat his parents to death at their home and sent Song Mai's brother to prison.
Hearing about their current plight, Song Mai felt a pang of sadness.
She sighed subconsciously, lamenting, "I never imagined my previous family would be like this."
“Actually, you haven’t been infected by the bad habits of this family. On the contrary, you are positive and confident, which is what I’m most glad about.” Chu Yunxing turned to look at her, a smile appearing on his lips.
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