When Shen Jia drove to Su Yaoyao's apartment building, she looked much better.
"Yaoyao, are you feeling better? Shall we go up now?"
Su Yaoyao unbuckled her seatbelt; "Mmm."
She responded calmly, her expression returning to normal. If it weren't for her slightly red and swollen eyes, Shen Jia would almost have thought that her tears just now were an illusion.
After getting out of the car, Su Yaoyao turned to Shen Jia and apologized, "I'm sorry that you and I made a wasted trip today."
Shen Jia immediately feigned displeasure: "Yaoyao, you are not allowed to apologize to me for such a trivial matter."
Su Yaoyao smiled, deeply moved, and waved, saying, "Go home now, be careful on the way."
"Then I'll head back now, see you next time."
After saying this, Shen Jia drove away.
Su Yaoyao went upstairs and had just opened her bedroom door when Jiang Wen called.
This surprised her somewhat, and at the same time, the unspeakable conjecture in her heart resurfaced.
"Hello, Ms. Su, I've heard about what happened online. How are you? Are you alright?"
Hearing her anxious tone and caring words, Su Yaoyao's eyes revealed a genuine smile.
"I'm fine, Miss Jiang. If you don't mind, you can call me Yaoyao from now on."
Jiang Wen hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "Yaoyao."
After saying that, she immediately added, "Yaoyao, are you really okay? I know you're definitely not the kind of person people say about you online. Tell me what happened, and I'll help you get justice!"
Su Yaoyao felt a lump in her throat and was deeply moved. She stretched out her hand, which had already subsided but was gradually turning bluish-purple, and a hint of bitterness appeared in her eyes.
justice?
She can't get her hands back. Even if she posts pictures of her hands online to explain what happened, no one will speak up for her. Those keyboard warriors will only ask why her hands weren't permanently disabled.
What's more, now Yu Chiyan is adding fuel to the fire in this storm.
Alone and powerless, how could she possibly stand up to Su Qingqing, who was being wholeheartedly protected by Yu Chiyan?
No one can defeat Yu Chiyan.
No one can save Su Yaoyao.
She unconsciously tightened her grip on the phone, suppressing the emotions that were about to erupt within her, and spoke calmly.
"It's okay, Jiang Wen, don't worry about me, I'm fine."
Jiang Wen remained silent for a long time before finally sighing helplessly. "Alright, how about this? There's an oil painting exhibition by He Mo in the west of the city the day after tomorrow afternoon. I happen to have two tickets here. Why don't you come with me to relax?"
Su Yaoyao was slightly taken aback. He Mo was a top oil painting master, and both she and Xu Xiaoxin were fans of He Mo. In the past, whenever He Mo had an exhibition, Xu Xiaoxin would always try her best to get tickets. She didn't expect that Jiang Wen also liked He Mo. Could this be a coincidence?
"Okay, then we'll get in touch."
"OK, I'll have the driver come pick you up around noon the day after tomorrow."
Su Yaoyao hummed in response. Perhaps sensing the fatigue in Su Yaoyao's tone, Jiang Wen chatted casually for a couple more minutes before making an excuse to hang up.
Su Yaoyao reached out and rubbed her temples.
The trending topics on Weibo keep popping up, all about her.
She gave a sneer.
To vent his anger for Su Qingqing, Yu Chiyan probably spent a lot of money hiring online trolls.
She had no doubt that if her address were discovered now, her doorstep would be littered with rotten eggs and vegetable scraps every day.
She rubbed her temples, tossed her phone aside, and got up to take a shower.
With her jet-black hair flowing freely, she raised her head, revealing a slender, fair neck that was truly captivating.
The icy water droplets splashed freely onto her delicate, small face, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably. She opened her eyes and looked at her perfectly proportioned, slender yet shapely body in the mirror, her mind involuntarily drifting back to that day when Yu Chiyan personally bathed her.
If Su Qingqing weren't between them, would she have been fortunate enough to gain Yu Chiyan's attention?
"Oh."
She chuckled softly, feeling ashamed of herself.
He treated her like that, and she still had expectations? How pathetic!
downstairs.
A discreet luxury car was hidden in the shadows, and the man in the driver's seat had striking eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding unparalleled nobility.
Yu Chiyan looked through the car window at the window of Su Yaoyao's room upstairs, but his mind was on Jiang Chen's report.
"The meeting between Huo Xiting and Miss Su was not a coincidence."
Yu Chiyan gripped the steering wheel tighter, his eyes filled with a deep and cold gaze.
Huo Xiting's background is anything but simple.
His approach to Su Yaoyao was definitely driven by a secret he was hiding.
Moreover, he is also connected to the incident from ten years ago.
He couldn't guarantee what would happen if Su Yaoyao continued to stay by his side.
The man closed his eyes, the warm yellow light in the carriage shining on his face, as if shrouded in a holy light, hazy and unreal, full of mystery.
After an unknown amount of time, the light in the upstairs window suddenly went out. The man in the car's eyes flickered, and he started the car and drove away quickly without disturbing anyone.
...
Shen Jia has been living alone for the past few years. She drove her car into the underground garage of the villa, parked it, and left the garage with the key in the front door.
The door was opened almost immediately the moment the doorbell was pressed.
When Shen Jia saw Huo Xiting's handsome yet wicked face, her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Gu Tingmo, what the hell are you doing here!"
The man's smile froze almost imperceptibly, and he narrowed his eyes, a hint of danger in them.
"Shen Jia, you're not allowed to swear."
Shen Jia wasn't afraid of this smiling tiger at all, and continued to curse angrily with her pretty face flushed red.
"So what if I swear? So what if I curse at you? You shamelessly came to my house, and I can't even curse at you? Gu Tingmo, I'm telling you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Gu Tingmo suddenly reached out and covered her lips with his hand, while his other hand reached under her armpit and circled Shen Jia's chest, pulling her inside.
"Waaaaah... You...you bastard! Let me go..."
Gu Tingmo's face had already darkened. Ignoring Shen Jia's struggles, he swept his long legs back and slammed the door shut.
Gu Tingmo pushed her down onto the sofa, one large hand holding her fidgeting hands, the other gripping her slender waist.
The man's tone was dangerous, and his eyes burned with rage.
"Shen Jia, if you swear again, believe me, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for three days!"
Shen Jia felt a chill run down her spine, and her pretty face flushed slightly. She instinctively wanted to curse Gu Tingmo for being shameless, but she shut her mouth when she met the man's ambiguous smile.
Based solely on that one incident five years ago, she felt that this man was capable.
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