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If Xu Lingjing hadn't told him, Lu Yuan would never have known what Ye Yixian was doing.

Ye Yixian is a person who always seeks revenge. If she doesn't retaliate, it's because she feels she's not capable enough and will hold a grudge. There's nothing inherently wrong with this personality trait; the problem lies in the fact that the enemies she seeks out are likely to be extremely powerful beings.

A person who can abscond with hundreds of millions and evade capture is definitely not simple.

Lu Yuan did not want Ye Yixian to become more and more entangled in the path of revenge.

……

Ye Yixian returned in the evening.

Her eyes were a little swollen; she must have cried when she visited her father.

The first thing she did when she got home was to look for Lu Yuan. She hadn't seen him for half a day, and she missed him just as much as he had.

Lu Yuan drove her out. On the way, Ye Yixian sat in the passenger seat, smiling, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Did you see your dad?" Lu Yuan asked.

"Yes, I saw him." Ye Yixian nodded happily and exclaimed, "There were so many people visiting today. I heard that many people couldn't even get an appointment. I was very lucky."

"Is your dad alright inside?"

"That's good. He said he's behaved well and can apply for a reduced sentence. If the application is successful, he can be released a year earlier."

"That's great."

Lu Yuan was also very happy. As Ye Yixian's boyfriend, he was naturally eager to see the Ye family father and daughter reunited as soon as possible.

"Where are we going?" Ye Yixian looked out the window and noticed that Lu Yuan wasn't heading towards the city center, but rather towards the suburbs, seemingly to the place where he had swum during the summer vacation.

Could it be that Lu Yuan wants to go swimming?

Surely not? It's freezing cold right now; swimming in the wild would be asking for trouble.

"Let's go somewhere quiet to clear our heads." Lu Yuan drove intently, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Ye Yixian asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Lu Yuan? Did something upset you?"

Lu Yuan shook his head and said nothing more.

But his slightly solemn expression made Ye Yixian feel vaguely uneasy.

Soon, the car stopped by the roadside; it was indeed a riverside on the outskirts of the city. The surrounding area consisted of mountains and farmland, and at this time of year, there were hardly any people to be seen; it was very quiet.

As the sun sets, the afterglow is like blood.

The two walked along the sandy beach by the river. The water level had dropped considerably this season, making the walking area exceptionally wide.

"Lu Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Ye Yixian asked worriedly.

"Are you hiding something from me?" Lu Yuan stopped and looked at Ye Yixian seriously.

Ye Yixian was taken aback, then her eyes darted away as she muttered with her head down, "You...you knew all along?"

It seemed Ye Yixian wasn't going to stick to his guns, and Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Yixian bit her lip and nodded, saying, "Okay, I was originally planning to tell you in a few days when we're on our date. But since Qingyu can't keep her mouth shut, it's fine to tell you in advance."

"Wang Qingyu?" Lu Yuan wondered, what was his relationship with Wang Qingyu?

Ye Yixian tilted his head, puzzled, and said, "Didn't Qingyu tell you I bought a very sexy piece of lingerie? She bought one too, but her breasts are a bit... you know."

Lu Yuan was embarrassed. Well, he really didn't know this secret.

But that's not important.

"That's not what I meant. I'm asking you, are you secretly investigating your father's case?"

Ye Yixian's expression immediately changed.

The playful expression vanished from her face, replaced by an undisguised panic. She looked at Lu Yuan, remained silent for a long time, and finally nodded with difficulty.

Lu Yuan immediately grabbed her arms with both hands: "Yi Xian, you should have discussed this with me."

"I...I thought about discussing it with you." Ye Yixian's voice lowered, "But I felt this was my own business. I just wanted a result, and I didn't dare to think about what price I would have to pay to get that result. So I didn't tell you, didn't tell my brother, didn't tell Qingyu, and didn't tell anyone else."

She looked up, her eyes already red: "Lu Yuan, don't think I deliberately hid it because I don't trust you. I didn't tell anyone, I'm just... unwilling to accept it."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, her voice choked with sobs: "I'm really not reconciled. Why doesn't the person who caused my dad to go to jail, who made me bullied and looked down upon, go to jail? I know I can't change anything, but... I at least want to know who he is, right? I really... just want an answer."

The tears flowed more and more uncontrollably.

Lu Yuan quickly pulled her into his arms and gently patted her back: "It's okay, it's okay. Don't cry, Yixian, be good, don't cry."

"I'm asking you not to blame you, but because I'm worried about you. I know you've suffered a lot of injustices over the years, and it's normal that you can't let go of the past."

Lu Yuan's comforting words did not calm her down; instead, she cried even harder and finally hugged Lu Yuan and sobbed uncontrollably.

She was just a little girl once, an age when she should have been cared for, but instead she faced the hardship of not having enough to eat or wear, and was bullied, suppressed, and slandered.

Having endured so much suffering, how could she not wonder who was responsible?

The person who ruined her life is still at large, and she hates him so much that she grits her teeth whenever she thinks about it.

Hatred doesn't fade with time; it only accumulates and grows stronger.

"Yixian, don't worry, you still have me."

Lu Yuan held her tightly, hoping she could calm down.

Ye Yixian cried for nearly half an hour before her sobs gradually subsided; she had almost run out of tears.

The sun was setting, leaving only a sliver of its rays, as the two sat side by side on the sandy bank of the river.

Because she had been crying so hard, Ye Yixian's voice was a little hoarse: "I'm sorry, Lu Yuan. I shouldn't have kept it from you."

Lu Yuan shook his head and reached out to smooth the bangs that had been ruffled by the wind from her forehead: "I don't blame you. I hope you can live a happy and carefree life from now on and stop investigating. You might spend your whole life and still not find out the truth."

Ye Yixian thought for a moment, nodded, took out his phone, opened a black and white photo, and handed it to Lu Yuan: "This is Xia Ruijie. I've had people investigate for several months, and this is the only old photo I found. I have no way to investigate further."

Lu Yuan looked at the man in the photo. How to put it? A very ordinary face. Short hair, around thirty years old, with no distinctive features; you'd be completely lost in a crowd. The only distinguishing feature was a relatively large mole on his right eyebrow.

Ye Yixian said, "Although Xia Ruijie is from Jiangcheng, he went to work overseas a long time ago. It is said that he even changed his name after his mother. In short, the situation is very complicated, and there is very little information left."

She paused, her voice softening, "Knowing what he looks like is enough. There's no way to investigate further anyway. I was planning to give up in the first place."

Ye Yixian lowered her head in disappointment. At this moment, she clearly realized her own insignificance. Some things, if she persisted in them, would only be a waste of time. It was better to let it go and just keep it to herself.

Lu Yuan nodded and handed the phone back to her: "Yi Xian, the future is bright. I hope you can let go of the past and live a good life. I will give you the happiness you want. When your father gets out, we can all be happy together."

Ye Yixian didn't speak, but turned to look at Lu Yuan.

Suddenly, she leaned in and gently kissed him.

Then, smiling, she said, "I know that with you here, the future will definitely be bright. I love you, Lu Yuan."

Lu Yuan was slightly taken aback, then smiled: "I love you too, Yixian."

After saying that, he pulled Ye Yixian into his arms.

Ye Yixian nestled happily against him, and the two watched the sunset gradually sink below the horizon.

The wind picked up, but I didn't feel cold.

Lu Yuan suddenly smiled and asked, "What kind of sexy lingerie did you buy? Can I see it?"

Ye Yixian blushed slightly and said shyly, "It's still hidden in my closet. Anyway, it's very sexy, I'm sure you'll like it. I'll wear it for our date in a couple of days."

"Then it's settled."

"Uh-huh!"

Lu Yuan laughed, and Ye Yixian laughed too.

……

As night fell, Lu Yuan was sitting in his room optimizing clothing design drawings when his phone suddenly rang.

I checked the caller ID; it was Xia Anqi.

Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment before answering: "Hello, beautiful angel, why are you calling me all of a sudden?"

"I'm going back to Jiangcheng in a couple of days. Do you want to bring your girlfriend to pick me up?" Xia Anqi asked playfully.

Lu Yuan rolled his eyes: "No time, I have a date with Yi Xian in a couple of days. She bought a really sexy lingerie for the date, and I don't want to miss it."

"Pshaw! How sexy can it be? I can wear sexy lingerie too, you know."

"With your size, how sexy can you be?"

This wasn't Lu Yuan deliberately belittling her. Xia Anqi was indeed beautiful and had a great figure, but there was a certain area where she didn't quite match Ye Yixian's.

Lu Yuan hadn't seen it in person, but Xia Anqi wore a V-neck dress at her college entrance banquet, so it was easy to tell the general idea.

For Lu Yuan, there was no need to see the whole picture; just the tip of the iceberg was enough. There was no other reason than practice makes perfect.

Just like a 20-year veteran electrician, he can tell whether there's electricity or not just by touching it.

"Lu Yuan! You..." Xia Anqi was furious and retorted defiantly, "I'll show you how beautiful I am!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Shortly after, QQ rang, sending a series of photos.

Most of the photos are of Xia Anqi herself, dressed in beautiful clothes, looking like a little princess in front of the camera, her rich heiress aura almost overflowing the screen.

Lu Yuan flipped through the photos one by one, thinking they were alright, but deep down he still thought Ye Yixian was prettier.

Suddenly, he noticed something and flipped the photo back over.

It was a photo of Xia Anqi and a middle-aged man.

The man was around fifty years old, dressed in a suit and tie, with an extraordinary air about him. His facial features were unremarkable, but there was a scar on his right eyebrow.

If the camera hadn't been high-resolution, this scar would most likely have gone unnoticed.

Lu Yuan's heart suddenly raced.

He immediately circled the person's face in the photo and sent it to Xia Anqi: "Who...is this person?"

"He's my uncle," Xia Anqi replied proudly. "He's a very successful businessman, extremely capable."

"Then why does he have a scar on his brow bone?"

"Why are you asking this?" Xia Anqi didn't understand why Lu Yuan was interested in this.

"Is this a scar left after mole removal?"

"No way," Xia Anqi said uncertainly, "I don't know if my uncle has had his moles removed."

Lu Yuan stared at the screen, his heart beating faster and faster.

Xia Anqi.

Xia Ruijie.

Is there some kind of connection between them?

Is Xia Anqi's uncle Xia Ruijie? Did he remove his most noticeable mole to change his appearance?

—Beautiful dividing line—

The following is the author's closing remarks. This part should have been a separate chapter, but the story is not finished and there is no sense of completion. Therefore, I have no words to say and can only write a few short sentences to give readers an explanation.

As the saying goes, things rarely go as planned, and only a few can be shared with others. Many choices are made out of necessity; after all, authors also need to make a living.

This book took several months to write. Although the author rarely responded to everyone's comments, he basically took them all in and kept summarizing the problems in the writing process. Of course, the next book will also try to avoid the content that everyone doesn't like and write a better story.

I haven't updated much these past few days, partly because I've been figuring out a suitable ending for this book, and partly because I've been preparing for my new book. The deal with the editor was finalized before the National Day holiday, and I've already prepared a 30,000-word opening, ready to release it as soon as the holiday ends.

Of course, it depends on the review process. If it's quick, you can read the new book tomorrow; if it's slow, you'll have to wait two or three days.

Finally, I hope you, the readers, will follow the author and continue to support the new book. Thank you very much!

Oh, right. Besides thanking all the readers, I also want to thank the platform and editors for giving me the opportunity to write.