Haishi Airport.
Tang Yinyao stood on tiptoe, looking into the distance, and saw a figure gradually becoming clear not far away.
Her lips curled up in happiness, and she waved her hand vigorously.
"Brother Jiashu, I thought you weren't coming."
A hint of a smile finally broke through Du Jiashu's usually stern face.
"You're going abroad, how could I not come to see you off?"
Tang Yinyao nodded, then looked at the dark circles under his eyes.
She said with concern,
"It's all my fault. You didn't quarrel with sister-in-law when you went back last night, did you?"
"I know sister-in-law is holding a grudge in her heart, but her splashing baijiu on me yesterday was still a bit too much."
"We're all good buddies. Brother Jiashu, I was happy for you having a child, how could I possibly..."
Du Jiashu naturally picked up the conversation: "Yes, Yaoyao, I know you meant well but caused trouble."
Hearing this, Tang Yinyao's expression faltered slightly.
Meant well but caused trouble.
So now even Du Jiashu thought the loss of the child was a bad thing.
But he clearly didn't say that before.
Or had Xia Liuyue been whispering in his ear?
She lowered her head, and suddenly tears began to fall in streams.
Du Jiashu was rather obtuse.
It wasn't until he was walking her towards the security checkpoint that he noticed she was crying. He asked nervously,
"Yaoyao, why are you crying?"
Tang Yinyao kept her head down and sobbed quietly,
"Brother Jiashu, it's fine if sister-in-law resents me or blames me. I can accept that."
"But we've known each other for so long. Since we were kids, I've been following you around calling you Brother Jiashu, Brother Jiashu..."
"You resent me too in your heart, don't you?"
Du Jiashu felt both heartache and anxiety seeing this.
He instinctively reached out to pat her back to comfort her, but then realized they were both adults now.
They couldn't continue being so intimate.
After all, he was a married man now.
Unexpectedly, Tang Yinyao took the initiative to step forward, resting her head against his chest just like when they were children, sniffling and sobbing.
She cried while saying,
"Brother Jiashu, now you won't even comfort me. You do resent me."
"No, no. Yaoyao, how could I resent you?"
Seeing the little childhood sweetheart he liked leaning against him, Du Jiashu's heart completely softened.
He reached out and patted her back.
From a distance, the two looked like a young couple reluctant to part.
At the very back of the line, a person dressed in black with an ordinary face that would get lost in a crowd took out a camera and clearly captured this scene.
Fifteen minutes later.
Xia Liuyue, still lying at home catching some extra sleep, lazily stretched her arms and looked at the clear photos and a video on her phone.
Truly worthy of a private detective with a paparazzi background.
The high-definition quality of this footage, the atmosphere.
If you didn't say otherwise, people would think it was a leaked set photo of actors for a new drama—a handsome man and a beautiful woman, parting reluctantly.
Seeing these photos,
Xia Liuyue finally understood why, despite Tang Yinyao having a fiancé, she could still string Du Jiashu along like a fool.
She said they were just good buddies, but in reality, she blurred the lines with ambiguous physical contact.
Making Du Jiashu always feel he still had a chance, just missing that little bit.
That feeling of being kept at arm's length must be quite intoxicating!
After finishing brunch at the Du residence,
The maids stood in a row, and the one at the front spoke:
"Madam, the main house called today. The old madam said she wants you and the master to go back for dinner tonight."
Du Jiashu's mother was quite good to her daughter-in-law, Xia Liuyue.
She gave all due respect and provided all the money she should.
She hadn't disturbed the young couple living here after their marriage.
Knowing Xia Liuyue had a miscarriage, she also gave a consolation red envelope of several million.
Xia Liuyue nodded and said,
"Alright, I'll go over myself tonight. Tell Du Jiashu to go too."
The maid acknowledged, not daring to ask more.
She just noticed that the madam, who used to stay home every day weeping despondently, seemed like a different person.
After the meal, she spent an hour in the walk-in closet, dressed up beautifully, and went out.
Could she be seeing someone? The maid silently wondered.
...
Golden Junwan Hillside Villa.
The chefs at Yan Hechuan's place came at fixed times. The breakfast chef was a Cantonese dim sum master, and the lunch chef could make many fusion dishes.
Meng Xiang ate here until his mouth was greasy and he was fully satisfied.
After lunch, he was comfortably sunbathing in the back garden. Not far away, Yan Hechuan sat under a sunshade chair like a statue carved from jade.
Ding dong—
A new message arrived on Meng Xiang's phone.
Rich Sister: "Open the door."
Just as Meng Xiang was about to reply 'Okay', Yan Hechuan, who had been very quiet, suddenly spoke:
"Is Yinyao here again?"
Meng Xiang nodded, then realizing the man was blind and couldn't see, added an "Mmm."
Yan Hechuan frowned slightly.
He wasn't accustomed to such intimate proximity and frequent meetings between an engaged couple.
When he was busy before, he and Tang Yinyao wouldn't see each other for ten days or even half a month.
"Tell your senior sister to go back."
The next second, seeing Meng Xiang hadn't replied, her call came through.
As soon as Meng Xiang answered, he heard her say:
"Is that stinky stone not letting you open the door for me?"
Meng Xiang was slightly taken aback: "Stinky stone?"
Xia Liuyue replied using Tang Yinyao's voice:
"Yeah, the stinky stone in the latrine, smelly and hard."
"Don't listen to him, open the door for me. I brought delicious food."
Meng Xiang perked up: "Delicious food?" He was immediately tempted.
So, disregarding Yan Hechuan's reluctance, he clattered over in a small run to open the door.
The woman outside was dressed in a stunning, vibrant red. The upper body was a dark rose-patterned velvet puff-sleeved blouse, the lower body a long skirt of the same velvet red material, its hem flowing like a rose when she moved.
She wore full makeup, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and gorgeous red lips.
Her jet-black long hair was tied up, with only a few stray strands hanging by her cheeks.
She also wore a large black wide-brimmed round hat, with a triangular black net veil at the brim, exuding an elegant and charming aura.
Like a vampire queen stepping out of a medieval castle.
Bright and dazzling.
Meng Xiang swore he truly had no improper thoughts towards Rich Sister, but upon seeing her for the first time, his little heart couldn't help but beat fiercely twice.
So beautiful!
It was impossible to look away.
His mind wandered: Yan Hechuan is blind. Rich Sister dressed up so beautifully, but he can't see it.
Could it be... for... Stop! Stop!
You're here to make money.
Not to swoon.
Xia Liuyue, seeing his stunned look, curved her red lips into a smile. Holding the edges of her skirt with both hands, she gracefully twirled in front of him.
Showing off her outfit for the day.
"What's wrong? Junior brother, is it pretty?"
Meng Xiang instinctively said: "Pretty."
