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Chapter 184 Xia Anmian: Yes!

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Jiang Yi stood in front of the sink, his hands resting on the edge of the white ceramic. The person in the mirror looked paler than usual, and the weariness in his eyes was impossible to wash away.

Most of the steam from the hot water had dissipated, leaving a few winding water streaks on the mirror surface, cutting his reflection into several blurry patches of color.

He stood inside for almost twenty minutes.

As the hot water poured over his head, he kept thinking about the same thing—whether or not to tell Su Xiaoyue.

About Zhao Ran, about that gym membership card, about the twenty minutes I was tied up in that villa this afternoon.

He had considered confessing, but whenever he tried to organize those words in his mind, the image of Su Xiaoyue cutting her wrists would appear in his mind, as would the image of her kneeling in the center of the flower petals, crying and saying, "I can't live without you."

He recalled the tone of her voice when she said those words; it wasn't a threat, but a statement.

Moreover, Jiang Miaomiao's case is stuck in the review period, and Su Xiaoyue is the only person who can use her connections to help him.

She was the one who found lawyer Li Zhenghua, she was the one who mediated between the Zhongshan branch and the police, and even Liu Ming's 20 million yuan investment was ultimately due to her influence.

If he reveals Zhao Ran's situation at this time, what will Su Xiaoyue think?

Will she feel that he betrayed her?

Do you think he's using her resources to deal with another woman?

How would he explain it?

Did they say he didn't want to go because he was kidnapped?

To say he didn't take the initiative, but was forced into it?

Even he himself felt that saying such things sounded like he was making excuses.

Jiang Yi closed his eyes, turned on the tap, and splashed a handful of cold water on his face.

The cold touch brought him to his senses. He straightened up, looked at himself in the mirror, and whispered, "I can't say."

I can't say at least not now.

Once Jiang Miaomiao's case is closed and everything has settled, we'll find a suitable opportunity then.

Perhaps there will never be a suitable time, but at least not now.

He put on his pajamas and came out, pushing open the bathroom door. The lights in the living room were dimmer than before. Su Xiaoyue turned off the main light, leaving only the warm yellow floor lamp next to the sofa.

She sat on the sofa with her back to him, her shoulders slightly slumped, as if looking at something on the coffee table.

Hearing footsteps, she did not turn around immediately.

Jiang Yi walked over to the side of the sofa and saw her face.

Her eyes were red, and tiny, still-wet tears clung to her eyelashes, glistening in the warm yellow light like shards of broken glass.

She clutched a photograph in her hand, her knuckles white, the edges of the paper creased from her grip.

She didn't hide the photo; she just held it there, as if she no longer had the strength to do anything else.

Jiang Yi's heart sank, as if someone had grabbed his throat. He opened his mouth, "Xiaoyue? What's wrong?"

Su Xiaoyue looked up at him, her gaze lingering on his face for two or three seconds, as if trying to confirm something.

For the past half hour, she has been hesitating about whether or not to question Jiang Yi.

She was afraid that if Jiang Yi really had a relationship with that girl, and he admitted it, what would she do?

Will I end up all alone again?

She was unaware, and even afraid, of that happening.

In the end, all she could do was hold on to Jiang Yi tighter.

A month later, the visa came through, and I took him away to a faraway place.

Su Xiaoyue's photo was quietly hidden inside her clothes.

"fine."

She said her voice was a little hoarse, but it had regained its soft, slightly nasal tone.

"I went to see your sister today, and I felt a little sad."

She reached out and grasped his wrist. Her fingertips were slightly cool, and the warmth of her palm seeped through the thin fabric of his pajamas. The grip was light, but it carried a stubbornness that refused to let go.

"Husband," she called out.

Jiang Yi sat down next to her, and the sofa cushion sank slightly under his weight.

He could feel her body temperature as she leaned closer, and the faint dampness mixed with the salty taste of her tears.

"What's wrong with Miaomiao?"

He asked, his voice a little strained.

Su Xiaoyue did not answer immediately.

She rested her face on his shoulder, her fingers still clasped around his wrist.

"Attorney Li accompanied me to see her today."

She said, "She's not in good condition."

"and……"

Su Xiaoyue paused for a moment at this point.

Jiang Yi's breath hitched for a moment; he had a bad feeling.

"And what?"

Su Xiaoyue paused, seemingly considering her words, and after a few seconds said, "She said that you instructed her, and that she had no idea what was going on."

Jiang Yi felt a cold sensation rise from the bottom of his stomach, flowing over his chest and throat, freezing him completely.

"What did she say?"

"She said that the chat scripts were edited by you and that you provided the bank account for the transfer."

Su Xiaoyue hugged Jiang Yi tightly.

"Don't worry."

"Attorney Li said it's very likely that someone saw her before the trial and instructed her to recant her testimony. It could be Director Zhao's side, or it could be someone else. We can't be sure."

Jiang Yi remained silent for a long time.

"Why would she do that?"

Jiang Yi's voice was very soft; he didn't understand.

I have done everything I could, so why is my own sister acting like this?

Su Xiaoyue tightened her grip on his wrist slightly.

"Attorney Li said we can meet again tomorrow. You should come with me this time. Maybe she'll tell the truth when she sees you."

Jiang Yi nodded, his movements somewhat mechanical: "Okay."

Jiang Yi quickly hugged Jiang Yi and comforted him, "Honey, don't worry, I'm here. It'll be alright, everything will pass."

Jiang Yi nodded blankly.

"Let's get some rest then, we have to get up early tomorrow."

She stood up and took Jiang Yi's hand, leading him towards the bedroom.

……

On the side of the road downstairs, Xia Anmian looked at the room where Jiang Yi and Su Xiaoyue had turned off the lights, and made a phone call with a frosty expression.

"Miaomiao, go and give the things to Director Zhao as I instructed."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Anmian opened the privacy system.

A familiar voice came from inside.

"Hello, Master, this is Xiao Yi. What are your orders?"

"Connect to the transportation system!"

Please enter the key.

"0713 I love you!"

[Key correct! Xiao Yi has been connected to the transportation system. Would you like Xiao Yi to help its owner find its lover?]

"No, initiate the destruction process!"

As she spoke, Xia Anmian imported Zhao Jianmin's photo into the system.

Please enter the key.

"000"

[Key entered correctly, reading image]