My cousin-in-law helped me achieve my ambitions.

Su Ming quickly shook his head: "No! No!"

Qiu Tong gently patted her chest, let out a long sigh of relief, and smiled with a sense of relief: "You scared me. It's alright now."

She bent down, picked up the bra and stockings from the bamboo mat, and tossed them onto a chair nearby. Then she stood up, smiled at Su Ming, and said, "Alright, go to work now."

After saying that, she turned and left the bedroom.

Su Ming sat on the bamboo mat, watching her departing figure, his heart filled with complex emotions.

My cousin-in-law doesn't remember?

She said, "I didn't do anything to you, did I?" Her tone and expression made it seem like she really didn't remember anything.

He should be grateful.

But for some reason, he felt a strange sense of loss.

Last night's words, those tears, that hug, that kiss... were they really just drunken ramblings to her?

Su Ming shook his head, trying to stop thinking about it. He got up, quickly washed up, changed into his work clothes, and hurriedly left.

All the way there, his mind was still on his cousin's wife's words from the night before. Was she truly forgetting her question, "Will you marry me," or was she just pretending?

He didn't understand.

As he approached the factory gate, he looked up and saw a woman's motorcycle coming from the side of the road. The rider was wearing a white shirt, and her hair was tied in a high ponytail, swaying gently in the morning breeze.

It's Yang Tian.

She rode her bike past Su Ming and went straight into the factory gate. Her gaze was fixed ahead, not looking to the side; it was unclear whether she didn't see him or was deliberately avoiding him.

Su Ming stood at the factory gate, watching her figure disappear into the factory area, feeling as if something was blocking his heart.

He remembered last night at the corner of the stairs, when she caught up with him, took his hand, and said, "No matter what difficulties we encounter, I'm willing to face them with you." Her eyes, her tone, were so earnest, so sincere.

He then remembered the 15,000 yuan she had lent him—her entire savings from two years of working. She took it out and gave it to him without batting an eye, saying, "I don't need double, as long as you're alright."

How could such a beautiful love turn out like this?

He hurt such a good girl. What kind of mess is this?!

Su Ming lowered his head and slowly walked into the factory area.

He didn't dare go to Yang Tian, ​​didn't dare explain to her, and didn't even dare look at her. He felt he had no face to see her.

As Yang Tian walked to the parking lot next to the office building, she locked her car and turned around.

Eyes facing each other.

Su Ming was stunned, and Yang Tian was also stunned.

The two stood there in the morning light, a few meters apart, looking at each other.

A complex mix of emotions surged in Yang Tian's eyes: grievance, sadness, disappointment, and a hint of inexplicable longing.

Su Ming opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his throat seemed blocked, and he couldn't utter a single word. Yang Tian also seemed to want to say something, but ultimately closed her mouth.

The two remained silent for a few seconds.

Yang Tian suddenly turned around and ran quickly into the office building. Her ponytail swung back and forth behind her head, and she quickly disappeared through the doorway.

Su Ming stood there, looking in that direction, and gave a wry smile.

"Alas! This conflict seems irreconcilable."

He sighed, lowered his head, and walked towards the warehouse.

As he walked to the entrance of the receiving area, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Su Ming turned his head and saw Tian Jing. She had just arrived at work and was carrying a plastic bag containing two steamed buns.

"Here, have some steamed buns."

"I don't want to! I've already eaten." Su Ming shook his head.

Tian Jing had a smile on her face, but there was a clear hint of gossip in that smile.

"What happened between you and Yang Tian?" she asked in a low voice, leaning closer. "Did you two have another fight?"

Su Ming was taken aback: "How did you know?"

Tian Jing rolled her eyes, giving her a "doesn't even need asking" look: "I saw it at the door just now. You two were a few meters apart, you were looking at her, she was looking at you, like something out of a TV drama. Then she ran away, and you were just standing here staring blankly. Even an idiot could see that, okay?"

Su Ming gave a wry smile and remained silent.

Seeing him like this, Tian Jing's gossipy expression slowly faded, replaced by a hint of heartache. She reached out and tugged at his sleeve, whispering, "Let's go inside and talk. Maybe it'll make you feel better."

The two walked into the receiving area and found a quiet corner. Tian Jing handed him a steamed bun, "Here, have some, I brought it especially for you."

"Really, it's not necessary. Thank you!"

Su Ming shook his head; he had no appetite.

"If you won't eat it, then I'll eat it all." Tian Jing took a bite of the bun and said indistinctly, "Okay, tell me, what's wrong?"

Su Ming hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth about what happened last night.

He recounted how the two blond-haired guys stole the motorcycle and how he chased after them and beat them up. At this point, Tian Jing chimed in, "Wow, they're pretty good fighters!" Su Ming didn't respond and continued.

The story goes that he went to Yang Tian's brother's house, that Yang Tian asked him to stay overnight, and that after he finished showering, he saw a figure standing by the window with his back to him...

"And then?" Tian Jing's eyes widened, and she even forgot to bite her steamed bun.

Su Ming blushed, his voice trailing off: "Then... I thought it was Yang Tian, ​​so I went over and... hugged her."

Tian Jing was stunned.

"Did you hug me?" she asked.

Su Ming nodded.

"and then?"

"Then the person turned around, and it wasn't Yang Tian, ​​it was her sister-in-law."

Tian Jing's mouth formed an "O" shape, and her eyes widened like saucers. She stared at Su Ming for several seconds, then slapped his arm hard.

"Oh my god!" she cried, her voice trembling. "You bastard, you're so wicked! You even hugged someone's sister-in-law!"

Su Ming's face flushed red, and he quickly explained, "I really didn't know that was her sister-in-law! The living room was too dimly lit, and I had just come out of the shower, so I was still a bit dizzy. Besides, she was wearing a white dress, and from behind, she looked similar to Yang Tian..."

"Almost?" Tian Jing sneered. "Tell me the truth, did you touch her chest?"

Su Ming's face turned even redder. He lowered his head and whispered, "I touched it."

Tian Jing raised her hand and punched him again, this time with even more force.

"You bastard!" she cursed, her tone tinged with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "He grabbed my hand right away and even touched my breasts! There's no way to resolve this!"

Su Ming scratched his head with a bitter expression.

Tian Jing continued, "Her sister-in-law will definitely think you deliberately acted like a hooligan. She probably said a ton of bad things about you last night. Maybe her brother even knows about it!"

Su Ming was dumbfounded when he heard this.

"This...this is troublesome, isn't it?" He wrung his hands anxiously.

Tian Jing sneered, crossing her arms with an expression that said, "I saw through everything long ago." "Is there any need to say more? If Yang Jing finds out, he'll definitely refuse to help you investigate with those three thousand ICs. You touched his wife; whether intentional or unintentional, he'll take it to heart. What man can stand that? That's practically being cuckolded!"