Countless scenes that she had once ignored flashed through Jiang Shuyin's mind one by one.
The day after she was burned by his cigarette butt, the First Boss and his men barged into Lu Yan's room and forcibly took her away.
A middle-aged woman examined her body, and when she saw the cigarette burn on her arm, her expression changed drastically.
The woman reported to the First Boss, and after the First Boss and his men saw the cigarette burn on her arm, they returned her to Lu Yan.
At the time, she was so immersed in the hurt Lu Yan had caused her that she didn't know she had almost become a sacrificial offering.
Thinking about it carefully, during her time in the Black Desert, other than the harm Lu Yan brought her, she had not suffered any harm from the outside world.
Many girls who were sent to the Black Desert like her either ended up as everyone's playthings or were tortured to death, covered in bruises.
As for her, Lu Yan never missed a single meal for her three times a day, nor did he ever let her go out to accompany other men.
After learning the reason behind his torture and harm, Jiang Shuyin admitted that the hatred and humiliation in her heart slowly dissipated.
In fact, in a place like that, being able to come back alive was already a stroke of luck.
So after she got out, she never went to the IBI to complain about the atrocities Lu Yan had committed against her.
She just hoped to never have contact with him again, wanting to forget the painful memories.
The only thing she hadn't expected was that Lu Yan had treated her that way because he wanted to save her life.
Thinking of her terrible attitude towards him, she suddenly felt some regret.
If it weren't for Lu Yan's protection, she would have been eaten alive by those criminals long ago!
The man's cold, tough face and deep, sharp eyes appeared in Jiang Shuyin's mind. Thinking that his fate was now unknown, her heart ached uncontrollably.
In the past, she had been blinded by personal hatred and grudges.
She had been unwilling to understand Lu Yan more.
In order to combat criminals, he always put his own life and death aside, moving forward with heavy burdens in the perilous gray area, enduring hardships and bitterness, and even being ready to sacrifice his life at any time.
He was undoubtedly righteous, awe-inspiring, and great.
Jiang Shuyin hid the diary well. After wiping the tears from her face, she booked the earliest high-speed rail ticket to Yecheng for tomorrow.
Now that the people from IBI hadn't found Lu Yan yet, she naturally couldn't find him either.
She could only turn to Wen Yan for help.
Jiang Shuyin was not someone who easily asked others for help, unless she was truly at her wit's end.
...
The next day.
Jiang Shuyin took the high-speed train to Yecheng.
She called Wen Yan, who was seeing patients at the hospital in the morning.
Upon learning that Jiang Shuyin had arrived, she came out of the hospital and treated Jiang Shuyin to lunch.
"A'Yin, is there something you need me for today?"
Jiang Shuyin told her about Lu Yan.
Hearing this, Wen Yan nodded thoughtfully.
Over the past few years, Wen Yan had been gossiping everywhere and was getting a bit tired of it. A while ago, she returned the gossip system to Hades.
To be honest, she really didn't know exactly where Lu Yan was right now.
However, she could read his fortune based on Lu Yan's birth date and facial features.
"A'Yin, wait a moment."
Jiang Shuyin cast a grateful look at Wen Yan, "Sorry for the trouble."
A few minutes later, based on the hexagrams, Wen Yan calculated that Lu Yan was severely injured and located in a fishing village south of the Gangcheng waters.
But as for which specific fishing village, Jiang Shuyin would have to find it herself.
Hearing that Lu Yan was still alive, the tight strings in Jiang Shuyin's heart loosened a bit.
"Yan Yan, thank you so much."
Wen Yan looked at Jiang Shuyin's reddened eyes, slightly raising an eyebrow, "A'Yin, there's something going on between you and Lu Yan."
In the past, whenever Lu Yan was mentioned, Jiang Shuyin would show disgust.
But right now, the worry in her eyes was almost impossible to hide.
Jiang Shuyin was now on good terms with Wen Yan, and she would tell her if she had anything on her mind.
She told her about Lu Yan's diary.
After hearing this, Wen Yan couldn't help but be moved, "It hasn't been easy for Lu Yan. I hope you can find him quickly."
Jiang Shuyin didn't stay in Yecheng for long. After lunch, she returned to Gangcheng.
Wen Yan went back to the hospital for another half day of consultations in the afternoon. In the evening, she returned to her large flat apartment.
Recently, Si Moyan was on a business trip, and Yaobao had been taken to the film set by Si Jingyi. Wen Yan had a live stream to do in the evening, so she went back to the apartment.
Her live stream was entirely to give back and thank her fans. She streamed once a month to help fans in need solve some problems.
As soon as she opened the live stream, many fans flooded in.
Wen Yan sat in front of the camera removing her makeup. She had fair skin and was exceptionally beautiful. Even without makeup, she had a hint of purity and looked especially good.
Fans were all drooling over the screen.
Every time Wen Yan streamed, she would draw a fan for fortune-telling and face reading.
She used an online lottery method, whoever was drawn was the one.
After chatting with the fans for a while, Wen Yan drew a fan.
She drew a fan with the screen name Little Sweetheart.
Wen Yan started a video call with Little Sweetheart.
Little Sweetheart lived up to her name and indeed looked very sweet.
-- Isn't Little Sweetheart a beauty blogger? I even bought cosmetics from her showcase.
-- Aaaah, my two favorite bloggers are actually doing a dream collaboration.
Seeing that she was drawn by Wen Yan, Little Sweetheart looked excited, with starry eyes, "Sister Yan Yan, I was finally drawn by you, I'm so happy."
Wen Yan chatted with Little Sweetheart for a while, and then got down to business.
"Little Sweetheart, I'll tell you the truth, don't be angry. Your forehead is dark, which is an ominous sign. I'm afraid you might have a bloody disaster today."
Little Sweetheart and the fans in the live stream were immediately frightened.
If Wen Yan had said this during a live stream in the past, many haters would have questioned her.
But over the past two years, Wen Yan's live fortune-telling had never made a single mistake.
If she said there was a bloody disaster, there definitely would be a bloody disaster.
Panic showed in Little Sweetheart's eyes, and her face turned slightly pale, "Sister Yan Yan, is there any way to resolve it? I, I'm only twenty, I don't want anything bad to happen yet."
Wen Yan rested her chin on her slender white fingers. She stared at Little Sweetheart for a few seconds, "Did you recently refuse your Top Gifter's request to meet offline?"
Little Sweetheart nodded, "Every time I stream, I urge fans to tip rationally, but the Top Gifter never listens. He tipped me hundreds of thousands a while ago."
"Your Top Gifter is an accountant, and his money was embezzled from public funds. He didn't just tip you, but several other streamers as well. He arranged to meet the others, and now you are the only one he hasn't met. His company is currently auditing their accounts, and they are about to find out it was him. Since he couldn't meet you, he bears a grudge against you and plans to, before he goes to jail, do this to you—"
Wen Yan made a throat-slitting gesture, "Kill you first, then violate you."
Little Sweetheart's eyes widened, her face as white as a sheet of paper, "Will he, will he come looking for me today?"
Wen Yan nodded, "If my calculations are correct, he has now disguised himself as a courier and is at your front door."
As soon as Wen Yan finished speaking, the doorbell at Little Sweetheart's house rang.
