The reception building that the Cen family renovated for this wedding banquet was more than four stories high, and all the guests were downstairs.
The elevator doors opened with a ding, and the long carpet silenced Gao Xian Yue's footsteps. The rest doors on both sides were closed to her, and only the long, dim yellow wall lamps cast long shadows of her.
She moved back and forth between darkness and light. Others who walked down this increasingly dark path would probably be terrified and turn back immediately, but Gao Xian Yue's steps never stopped.
On the open balcony at the back of the Western-style building, darkness spread like ink, and her long hair was gently lifted by the wind. The remaining light and shadow wove an unfathomable net on her face.
Footsteps suddenly came from behind.
Gao Xianyue lowered her eyes and curved her lips, already roughly outlining the outline of the person who had come.
"I'm curious, how did you—"
She was about to turn around, before she could finish speaking, when she was suddenly hugged from behind. The smell of smoke and alcohol filled her nostrils, making her stomach churn.
"Wow, how did you find a place like this... or are you just more interesting..."
The sparsely-haired man shed his banquet-appropriate refinement, inhaling her neck with a fascination, "After all these years, you've still managed to have so much fun..."
"Let go of me! You've mistaken me for someone else!"
No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't push him away. Gao Xian Yue asked coldly, "Who let you come? If you keep doing this, I can sue you for harassment."
"How could I mistake you... You have no idea how much I've missed you all these years." The man rambled on in a lewd manner, the higher he climbed, the more hypocritical he had to become. He had forgotten how many years it had been since he had played around so recklessly.
To be fair, Gao Xiyue isn't as pretty as his students now, but the intoxicating feeling from back then is still there, making him even more itchy and unable to resist pressing her against the wall.
"You little rascal, you'll be begging for mercy later."
She couldn't contend with the strength of a man and a woman, especially a man driven by lust. Gao Xian Yue's cries for help didn't attract anyone. Instead, her mouth was forcefully covered by the man, and her skirt was torn off with a ripping sound.
“Little Yueyue, the videotape is still with me... I really love that roll. Back when Gao Yusu introduced you to me, you were so well-behaved.”
High and solemn...
Reality and the past suddenly intertwine.
Gao Xian Yue's mind was buzzing. She lowered her head, bit his palm, and tore off his flesh.
The man cried out in pain and anger, "You bitch, you dare bite me—"
Gao Xian Yue suddenly felt a hard blow to the head and pushed him away forcefully.
The top floor had an open balcony with marble walls and a closed iron gate. However, the gate was slightly ajar, and the man fell directly off the fourth-floor balcony.
A terrified scream immediately echoed through a corner of the Western-style building. Gao Xian Yue, still shaken, peered out from the balcony. The bald man, his eyes bulging, lay on the ground, the stick supporting him through the chest.
He died.
At the same time, the sound of wine trays and glasses shattering echoed as they hit the ground.
As the maids carrying the wine tray passed by, they witnessed the scene perfectly. One of them collapsed to the ground in fright, while the other let out a sharp scream, her terrified eyes meeting Gao Xian Yue's from afar.
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The police arrived very quickly, with witnesses and physical evidence. Even though Gao Xianyue insisted that the other party had committed indecent assault first, she still couldn't escape being interrogated as a suspect and had to be taken back to the police station.
The magnificent palace, as grand as the Louvre, startled a flock of birds. The previously joyful atmosphere was thrown into disarray by this unexpected turn of events. Fortunately, the wedding was already over, but no one had expected such a thing to happen on such a solemn occasion.
The cordon was tightly sealed off. Before getting into the car, Gao Xian Yue turned around and met countless gazes through the long staircase.
Who is she looking at?
Many people at the table felt sorry for her. She went to the balcony to get some fresh air and sober up, but was molested by an old man. Who would have thought that this highly respected professor was such a despicable person? Meanwhile, those who were close to the deceased had venomous eyes and would never let her off so easily.
Meng Jiuyi stood quietly to the side. They were too far apart to make eye contact, but she could still sense what the other person was trying to convey.
Just you wait.
Her calm face showed more than just satisfaction. Fortune turns, and Gao Xian Yue now understands what it feels like to be wronged.
Besides, she only has herself to blame this time.
The deceased was He Congzhou, a deputy secretary of a university and a prominent figure in the city. If a conflict between the rich and the poor is like an egg hitting a rock, then what about this powerful and troublesome individual?
What should she do?
Three to seven years after the manslaughter was committed, Meng Jiuyi was waiting for her to come out and settle accounts.
With his stepsister in trouble and Xu Yungan not in the country, this matter could be a big or small issue for the Xu family.
Xu Yanzhi had to leave quickly and follow along in every detail.
"I'll leave Uncle Zhuang with you. He'll take you back later. You can talk to him if you need anything."
He looked down at her, his gaze falling on her with such profound and unfathomable depth.
The game they just played was just a comma; he still had many questions for her.
Another Mercedes-Benz had already arrived at the manor. Before Xu Yanzhi could turn around, his sleeve was tugged by a very slight force.
Meng Jiuyi looked up at him and asked, "Can't you just stay?"
An impulse surged up like a rising tide, devoid of reason. She wanted to ask if she could leave Gao Xian Yue alone and stay. She had worked so hard to get to where she was today, so she shouldn't worry about him!
But impulses can only last a moment. Should I tell him everything, big and small, like Xianglin's wife, and gamble on how much he might be interested?
Meng Jiuyi knew that they were the true community of shared interests.
Which is more important, family honor or love? Didn't his last relationship already provide the answer?
She had never relied on him before, not in the past or present, but this was the only time. Xu Yanzhi's heart felt as if something was tightening it, very gently.
"I'll be right back. Should I call you?"
"If you leave, I'll never talk to you again!"
Xu Yanzhi's expression changed. "You're not allowed to say such things."
"Just kidding, go on."
When Meng Jiuyi looked up, her smile was even deeper and sweeter.
But none of that could compare to that moment just now, when he seemed to have retreated into his shell like a turtle. The driver was waiting nearby, and Xu Yanzhi couldn't afford to delay.
The car slowly drove out of the parking lot, the window rolled down, and he and Tan Yuchen looked at each other from a distance.
Most of the mainstream media outlets reached Tan Yuchen through the Shen family. After this incident, they probably smelled blood and were like mosquitoes ready to pounce. After this incident, Cen Dong was busy seeing off his guests, and Tan Yuchen made a few phone calls to remove the Cen family from the picture.
Everywhere they looked, there was a chilling aura emanating from each other; without the oppressive atmosphere of a banquet, they showed no restraint whatsoever.
The other car window slowly closed, and Tan Yuchen also closed his phone flip. The Mercedes drove out of his sight, and the arrogance around the man gradually dissipated.
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