rowned: "I'm asking you a question. Is it mine, or that bastard Xiao Heng's"What the heck is this questionShen Xiujin saw that Jian Tong hadn't answered for a long time, and he was annoyed.Does this q...In the room, a woman stood silently by the bedroom window. Outside, neon lights blazed in a riot of colors; cars whizzed by, creating a bustling scene. The various men and women below seemed like tiny black dots from her high-rise vantage point, like ants scurrying about.

Each person is living their own life, each person seems very happy, and each person hides what kind of story.

The person I brushed shoulders with may have already gone through hardships, her heart turned to ashes.

And what about her

And her

What kind of life is she living again.

That person was still guarding the door. She knew that right now, he must be flustered and making wild guesses in his mind, wondering if he had done something wrong.

A trace of despair curled at the corners of his lips.

Bang—

That punch landed heavily on the wall. She lowered her head, hunched over with a trembling back, her long, dark hair covering her entire face and revealing her helplessness and pain in every twitch of her shoulders. Confusion and contradiction... Vivian was right, Vivian was wrong, Vivian was right, Vivian was wrong…

Was Vivian right after all

Bang—

Another punch landed.

"To forget what should be forgotten, and to remember thoroughly what should not be forgotten, ha~" A hint of endless sarcasm flickered in her eyes: "You're truly good at teasing people."

Perhaps, it was this damned fate she spoke of that orchestrated all of this.

"Tongtong, don't scare Axiu." The person outside the door shouted anxiously. From the initial knocking on the door to smashing it, and then kicking it open: "Tongtong, don't scare Axiu, Axiu is heartbroken..."

Click!

The bedroom door creaked open silently, revealing a face devoid of emotion. The woman resembled twilight, her lips pale gray, with a ring of blood around them, clearly the mark of a forceful bite.

She gritted her teeth, biting until blood welled up. It was a struggle like no other.

She lifted her foot, ignoring the anxious and worried handsome face outside the door, holding his quilt in her hands.

Everything has returned to the way it was before.

The woman walked silently into the living room, her face expressionless. She sat down on the sofa and spread out two layers of blankets over herself.

On the side, the man stood anxiously, his helpless demeanor tugging at one's heartstrings.

Women don't go.

"From now on, you are not allowed in the bedroom."

Harsh words, coming from her lips.

That man suddenly panicked, tightly clutching the woman's dress as she tried to leave. He anxiously questioned, "Tongtong, Tongtong, did Ah Xiu do something wrong Have you stopped liking Ah Xiu"

"Let go."

"No."

That man shook his head stubbornly.

The woman lowered her head to look at the corner of her clothes being held in his palm. She didn't think, she didn't give herself space to think. The hole in her heart was filled with bitterness. Vivian's words echoed in her ears, like an old music box, replaying over and over again.

She reached out, coldly pulling back her sleeve and stepped toward the bedroom.

The man behind her had a fleeting panic in his eyes. He never thought he'd do such a thing, but he chased after her without hesitation.

"Tongtong, Ashu made a mistake. You tell Ashu, Ashu will fix it." The man clutched the woman's arm nervously.

The woman remained silent, her face impassive as she lifted her hand and pulled apart his fingers one by one. "Ashu did nothing wrong," she stated. In her eyes, the one who had done wrong was Shen Xiujin.

But Ah Xiu was Shen Xiu Jin after all, and she also wanted to ignore it, just like she told Vivian: she didn't want to push away this rare "warmth" in her life.

But she was afraid.

With a cold heart, she resolutely walked into the bedroom and with a click, locked the door, locking her heart as well.

She left the stranger only a resolute back, and though her face was turned away from him, two tears ran uselessly down her cheeks.

Why are you crying

She didn't want to think about it, and she no longer had the energy to.

Well, that's it. That's all.

This night, a door, two people.

That night, ending silently and unnoticed, would make everything worse.

For Shen Xiujin, this was a bolt from the blue.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shine down.

Jian Tong silently and soundlessly pulled open the door, a figure stumbling in.

Looking closer, the person lay on the ground, half their body inside the door and half in the hallway. As she looked at him, the man seemed to be awakened from his sleep, his eyes hazy. Seeing her, he blinked with misty eyes, his long, narrow eyes becoming more alert: "Tongtong."

That person whimpered dejectedly and looked at her cautiously.

Jian Tong's breath was slightly disordered, her eyes narrowed: "Did you sleep here last night"

"No!" the man exclaimed, his voice overly excited.

She narrowed her eyes. "Lying."

"There is none..."

Her eyes narrowed suddenly.

"Yes, yes, I went to the bathroom at night and was too tired. Ah Xiu didn't mean to disobey." The person finally explained in a small voice.

Jian Tong closed her eyes, ignoring the dull ache in her chest.

"I'm going to work now," she said. "I'll give the house keys to Xichen, and he'll bring the doctor over later to give you an IV drip. Don't wander around at home, and if you get hungry, just cook some noodles for yourself."

After saying that, he strode to the bathroom, washed up hurriedly, didn't even have breakfast, changed his clothes, grabbed his backpack, and dashed out of the house.

She knew that person's eyes were fixed on her, misty with unshed tears.

Keep reminding yourself: don't look, Shen Xiujin will always be Shen Xiujin. This person, she doesn't know.

When Vivian arrived at Jian's, she was taken aback upon seeing him: "How could Mr. Jian possibly have the time..."

"Please bring me the proposal you collaborated on with Mr. Kane. I need to reconsider some details."

But…

"If it's a modification proposal that benefits both parties, I think the other side would be very willing. Vivian, in this world, no one would refuse more money."

Vivian was shocked!

This is definitely not Jian Tong's style!

About money, of course everyone loves it.

But she knew that for Yu Jian Tong, that fool, the man was what mattered more. Otherwise, how could he have ended up like this

"Well... alright!" she stammered, then turned and walked away.

She had said that it was she who dragged Jian Tong out of the vortex, but now, listening to the fool speak word for word about money and self-interest, she felt completely at a loss.

As soon as she stepped into her own office, she immediately called Su Meng.

Because of Jian Tong, she met Su Meng. Su Meng was a very special woman, a forthright and shrewd businesswoman who was smooth yet had a touch of humanity. Words like "charming" were inadequate to describe her. They hit it off immediately.

"Did I make a mistake" Vivian stuttered, "Did I think that my own thoughts were right But I just didn't want her to get hurt again!"

Su Meng said, "I don't know exactly what happened, but I think there are some things that nobody should interfere with. But no matter what you told that fool, now it is her own choice she made. You say, she listens, you say, she doesn't listen, it's all her choice." at Qin Mumumu, a smirk still playing on his lips:"Ms. Qin just said that Jian Tong was hospitalized recently because she was sick"Xiao Heng's appearance and temperament were too alluring to young gir...