Could all the suffering Xia Liuyue endured be wiped clean just because he now felt remorse?!
He had a so-called white moonlight in his heart and married his arranged wife with great reluctance.
Did he think he was some kind of romantic hero?
In reality, he was nothing but scum.
He didn't even have the ability to handle a single emotional relationship.
He was utterly irresponsible.
After packing Du Jiashu off, Xia Liuyue received a call from her family.
A cousin from her family was getting married and invited her back to Jiang City for the wedding. Of course, she agreed.
Since she had nothing to do over the weekend anyway, she might as well fly back to Jiang City for a change of scenery.
And so.
That weekend, the two men waiting silently at the Golden Junwan Hillside Villa were both disappointed.
Yan Hechuan, leaning on his blind cane, stood at the main entrance.
When Zhao Yunzhou asked, he said he was just getting some air.
Who believed that? He was obviously waiting for the pretty older sister to arrive.
Finally, Yan Hechuan spoke up.
"Do you have Yueyue's phone number?"
Zhao Yunzhou, his long legs crossed arrogantly on the coffee table, turned his head at these words and said,
"Sure do."
"Don't tell me you don't have it?"
"Oh, I really forgot, you actually don't. Hahahaha."
With just the two of them present, Zhao Yunzhou didn't bother pretending, a mocking expression on his face.
Yan Hechuan's mood was stable, not angry at all, just calmly retorted:
"I don't."
"But even though you have her number, Yueyue has never called you on her own."
Zhao Yunzhou: "..." Ouch, bro. That stings.
Yan Hechuan paused, then added: "Du Jiashu is acting strange. He wants to reconcile."
He pinpointed with precision that their common enemy was Xia Liuyue's arranged marriage husband.
Zhao Yunzhou dropped his casual demeanor and sat up straight.
A trace of worry appeared on his face.
"Are you saying the pretty sister isn't coming because she's being pestered by that dog Du Jiashu?"
Yan Hechuan nodded. "Mhm."
Zhao Yunzhou grew anxious.
Suddenly, he heard Yan Hechuan continue asking, "Has the paternity test report been delivered?"
Zhao Yunzhou was shocked: "...How did you know?"
Yan Hechuan smiled slightly and said,
"Student Meng Xiang, I have my own information network in Haishi. I didn't investigate you before because I believed you were Tang Yinyao's junior."
"But when you bared your fangs at Yueyue, I had Assistant Chen look into your background."
"That day at the hospital, you went to do a paternity test with Elder Zhao, Zhao Yunzhou."
Zhao Yunzhou pouted with dissatisfaction.
"What do you mean 'bared your fangs'? That sounds terrible. I was just showing my adorable side to my sister."
"And you, you old man, are such a hypocrite. You knew all along but deliberately didn't expose me."
Yan Hechuan didn't respond.
He lowered his gaze and remained silent.
What he worried about was that once the relationship was laid bare, perhaps Yueyue would find such a setup uninteresting and wouldn't come to see him anymore.
Although he wasn't clear on her initial reason for approaching him, he wasn't stupid.
Combined with Assistant Chen's investigation results, it was undoubtedly for Du Jiashu and Tang Yinyao.
Yet, he, being used, wasn't angry in the slightest.
He even felt fortunate. Without this pretext, perhaps he would never have crossed paths with Yueyue.
He would never have learned what true liking really is.
This wasn't deception.
Yan Hechuan told himself: "This is just another form of affection. If she's willing to 'deceive' me, how can that not count as liking me?"
In matters of the heart, he felt humiliated.
He even worried that being blind, a sightless man, though he might surpass Du Jiashu, perhaps he couldn't compare to Zhao Yunzhou.
Fortunately, this kid should be easier to handle.
Yan Hechuan pursed his lips and continued:
"Zhao Yunzhou, our common enemy is Du Jiashu."
"Do you agree with that?"
Zhao Yunzhou nodded repeatedly. "Agreed!"
Yan Hechuan added: "Good. Regardless of the relationship between us, we cannot let Yueyue forgive Du Jiashu, cannot let them reconcile. Do you agree?"
Zhao Yunzhou nodded again. "I agree!"
The corners of Yan Hechuan's mouth curved upward.
"Now, call Yueyue. Tell her I'm having another allergic reaction."
Zhao Yunzhou stared at him, thinking, Oh ho! Didn't expect this old stick-in-the-mud to also play tricks.
"But you're not having a reaction right now?"
Yan Hechuan said without changing expression, "It's fine. As long as Yueyue is willing to come over, I'll call the cleaning lady in later. The allergic reaction will come quickly."
Willing to intentionally trigger an allergy just to pull the pretty sister back from her despicable husband Du Jiashu's side.
At this point, Zhao Yunzhou silently lowered his gaze.
He had to admit, Yan Hechuan's feelings were genuine.
"Ring, ring, ring..."
The call was dialed, but it didn't connect several times.
Zhao Yunzhou grew anxious. "That bastard Du Jiashu, did he smash my pretty sister's phone?!"
This kid, projecting his own misdeeds onto others.
So he looked at Yan Hechuan and said, "Do you have Du Jiashu's number? You call him."
Yan Hechuan's spare phone actually did have Du Jiashu's number, added previously for business networking.
He took out the phone and handed it over.
Zhao Yunzhou dialed. Ring, ring, ring... No one answered for a long time.
Just as he was about to hang up, the other party picked up.
A gentle woman's voice came through: "Hello, who is this, please?"
Zhao Yunzhou was taken aback. The woman's voice on the phone sounded somewhat mature. Yan Hechuan heard it too.
"It should be Mrs. Du, Du Jiashu's mother."
Zhao Yunzhou then replied, "Hello, Auntie. I'm a friend of Brother Jiashu. I was wondering where he is this weekend, wanted to hang out with him."
An apologetic voice came from the other end.
"I'm sorry, Jiashu is sick. He has a high fever that won't break. He's been resting at the old house these past few days."
"Could you leave your name? I'll have him contact you when he's back."
What?!
Du Jiashu with a persistent high fever.
Could he have tied the pretty sister to his side to take care of him? What a scheming man.
Trying to win sympathy by being sick?
Zhao Yunzhou's quick mind raced, and he said,
"Auntie, if Brother Jiashu is sick, he should rest well."
"Oh, by the way, is sister-in-law at home?"
"Last time, Brother Jiashu asked me to bring a gift for sister-in-law from abroad. I wanted to find a time to deliver it."
Mrs. Du replied, "Xiaoyue doesn't live at the old house. I'm not too sure about her matters, I'm sorry. You can contact him again after Jiashu feels better."
Zhao Yunzhou hung up the phone, feeling deflated.
How strange.
So it seemed the pretty sister wasn't at the old house taking care of Du Jiashu either.
Then where had she gone?
Yet, a smile reappeared at the corner of Yan Hechuan's lips.
Zhao Yunzhou was puzzled. "What are you smiling about?"
Yan Hechuan smiled and said, "Du Jiashu is sick with a high fever, and Yueyue isn't by his side. That says it all."
Zhao Yunzhou: "Says what?"
Yan Hechuan: "They won't reconcile."
He added silently in his heart: Even if Du Jiashu wants to reconcile, I won't let them.
