However, as soon as she finished speaking, she clearly saw a smug smile on Su Qingqing's lips, and a hint of gloating in her eyes.
A sudden unease flashed through Su Yaoyao's mind, and she quickly turned around.
Yu Chiyan appeared behind her at some point, his handsome face expressionless, his deep black eyes like a layer of ice that had never melted.
Su Yaoyao froze, unsure if Yu Chiyan had heard her words.
“Yu Chiyan…”
She opened her mouth, wanting to explain something, but the man interrupted her first.
"Qingqing, what brings you here?"
Hearing Yu Chiyan address her, Su Qingqing blushed, but she didn't think so in her heart.
In private, she rarely even gets to see Yu Chiyan, let alone be called by his nickname so affectionately.
All of this was simply because Su Yaoyao was there, but obviously, no one knew what she was thinking.
"Chi Yan, what's she doing here?"
Su Qingqing pouted and took two steps forward to grab Yu Chiyan's wrist, but he subtly avoided her.
"Don't overthink it, she's just an insignificant person."
Hearing this, Su Qingqing smiled with satisfaction. When she looked up at Yu Chiyan, she found that his gaze was fixed on Su Yaoyao.
She stood there quietly, bathed in sunlight, yet her aura was so aloof and ethereal.
Su Qingqing disliked her ethereal, otherworldly demeanor, and even more so her breathtakingly beautiful face.
"Chi Yan, since they are unimportant people, let's go inside quickly."
Yu Chiyan lowered his head, his gaze softening as he looked at her. "Okay."
After saying this, he turned and left first. Su Qingqing's face lit up with joy, and she smiled smugly at Su Yaoyao.
"Sister, you can go back slowly. Chi Yan and I will go inside first."
Su Yaoyao felt extremely ironic listening to her words.
Last night, she was still lying on the big bed in the master bedroom, and he gently and carefully applied medicine to her. In the morning, she enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast. Su Yaoyao had almost forgotten that Yu Chiyan was in love with Su Qingqing.
She almost forgot that Yu Chiyan would rather die than not protect Su Qingqing.
She was just saying those things in front of Su Qingqing, saying that Yu Chiyan meant nothing to her. Actually, that should be reversed; in Yu Chiyan's eyes, she truly meant nothing.
Su Yaoyao didn't know how she got home.
She took a cold shower, felt refreshed, changed into her pajamas, grabbed a blanket, and fell asleep on the sofa.
In a daze, Su Yaoyao's thoughts began to become unclear.
Her body seemed to become light and extremely petite.
In her dream, a tall man handed her over to an extremely beautiful woman whose face she couldn't see, while muttering something under his breath.
"Protect your young master; this will be your sole mission for the rest of your life!"
The moment the man finished speaking, his face suddenly turned extremely painful. He coughed up a mouthful of black blood and his tall body crashed to the ground.
The woman seemed to be crying, and warm tears fell one by one onto her face.
"Don't worry, I will definitely protect my little master!"
The scene shifts abruptly, returning to the day she and Su Qingqing were kidnapped together.
"Yu Chiyan, only one of these two women can live. Which one will you choose?"
The man standing on the high platform looked at her coldly, his hands with distinct knuckles pointing at Su Yaoyao.
"I choose her to die, and let Qingqing go."
Su Yaoyao stared wide-eyed in disbelief as she watched Yu Chiyan take Su Qingqing's hand and disappear from her sight.
A cold gun was suddenly pointed at her head; "Die!"
The man chuckled and pulled the trigger at her.
No! Don't!
Su Yaoyao, who was on the sofa, suddenly woke up with a start.
Her face was terribly pale, and her fair forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Su Yaoyao sat up from the sofa, glanced at the time, and saw it was eight o'clock in the evening.
She slept for about four hours.
Su Yaoyao got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face. The cool water gradually calmed her down.
She wasn't surprised to dream about Yu Chiyan; she was probably provoked by the two of them today.
But what about that woman?
In her dream, a tall, burly man handed her over to a woman.
The woman felt very familiar to her, just like... Mu Qian, her mother.
But what about the little master?
Su Yaoyao rubbed her temples, thinking that she was probably too tired and had dreamt some random things.
Just as she was thinking this, Su Yaoyao's phone suddenly rang in the living room. She quickly dried her hands and went out to answer the call.
The call was from Shen Jia.
Why are you calling me now? Is something wrong?
Shen Jia's voice carried a hint of weariness and a touch of inexplicable sadness; "Where are you? Want to come out for a drink?"
Before Su Yaoyao could speak, Shen Jia spoke again: "Let me tell you, if you don't come, you'll never have the chance to drink with me again."
Su Yaoyao narrowed her eyes and immediately noticed that something was wrong with her; "You woman, did I say I wasn't coming? Give me the address."
Shen Jia hung up the phone and immediately sent the address to Su Yaoyao.
Su Yaoyao changed her clothes casually, put on her shoes, went downstairs, and took a taxi directly to the bar where Shen Jia was.
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