I'm sorry, but your fiancé loves me.

In fact, Qin Qihan had postponed his engagement with Zhou Xue, and the Qin family had inquired about it beforehand.

Qin's mother called him and asked:

"Qihan, why is the wedding date being postponed so suddenly? We've been preparing for the wedding for over half a year, and the invitations have already been printed. What happened?"

Qin Qihan replied, "I don't want to think about that right now."

Qin's mother advised, "We all see how good Xue'er is to you. You're getting your marriage certificate next month, and you just cancel without even giving her a reason. How can you let that young girl feel good about it?"

Qin Qihan was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's talk about it later."

"Think it over carefully. The wedding rings have been chosen, and the date has been set. If you suddenly back out, not only will you hurt their feelings, but how will our two families get along in the future? Don't you think so?"

Qin Qihan did not answer. After his mother spoke for a while longer, he hung up the phone and sat quietly for a long time.

He was thinking that if he got married, Yun Muqian would eventually marry someone else too.

She won't belong to him forever. She has such a sweet tongue; she can be charming and coquettish with others, she can sit in other men's cars wearing pretty dresses, and someone will buy her a ring...

The thought made his chest ache.

At night, Yun Muqian was already asleep. Qin Qihan gently held her hand that was resting on the pillow. Her fingers twitched slightly in her sleep, as if she felt the warmth, and she gently squeezed back.

He held it for a moment, then took a small velvet box from the bedside table drawer, opened it, and the contents inside glittered in the dim light.

He had bought that ring several days ago and had kept it in his drawer, not yet deciding how to give it to her.

Once before, Yun Muqian said that she also wanted a ring to wear on his ring finger. He would agree to anything she wanted, including a diamond ring.

He lowered his head and slowly slipped the ring onto the ring finger of her left hand.

When the cold metal ring touched her skin, she moved slightly, as if startled awake by the coolness.

She opened her eyes, her gaze still dazed from just waking up. She glanced down at her hand and saw a diamond ring on her ring finger. She paused for a couple of seconds, then smiled softly.

"You bought me a ring."

She twirled her hands around, then buried her face in his chest. "Thank you, honey."

Qin Qihan rested his chin on the top of her head, and after a moment of silence, he spoke:

"Yun Muqian."

"Um?"

"If I really did marry someone else," he paused, "what would you do?"

He bought the ring and put it on her finger himself. She didn't care at all that he was someone else's fiancé and seemed very happy, so happy that he wondered if she would still be indifferent if he really married someone else one day.

When did he become such a person who is so anxious and insecure?

She kissed his lips. "As long as you have me in your heart, that's enough."

Yun Muqian couldn't guarantee that Qin Qihan would leave Zhou Xue, but she could guarantee that she could destroy Zhou Xue's happiness.

These past few days, Zhou Yao and she have been in increasingly close contact, and she has gradually learned some of the inside stories of the Zhou Group: what sectors the Zhou family is mainly involved in, who they are on good terms with in the business world, and who they have had conflicts with...

The more she understands, the better she knows what to do next.

After some time, Zhou Yao asked her out:

My sister's going to a high school reunion next week, and I'd like to go too. Want to come along?

When Zhou Xue and Yun Muqian were in their senior year of high school, Zhou Yao was in his freshman year and knew some of the older sisters' classmates.

Moreover, Yun Muqian could tell that he was testing whether she was willing to be brought into his circle:

"They're all people my sister knew from high school. Nothing serious, just eating, drinking, and chatting. If you're coming, I'll pick you up."

Yun Muqian agreed, and the more she appeared as Zhou Yao's female companion, the more she could dispel Zhou Xue's doubts.

On the day of the gathering, Zhou Yao talked a lot on the way, talking about interesting things from high school, about the school buildings that were later demolished, and about the people in his sister's class whom he still remembered.

"Oh right, there was this really famous ugly girl at our school back then, what was her name again?"

He frowned slightly, as if trying to recall a name that wasn't particularly important.

"Jiang Xiaohua." He finally remembered. "Her grades seem pretty good; she's always in the top three of her grade, but she's extremely ugly. You can tell at a glance that her family is dirt poor."

Yun Muqian's expression remained unchanged, her gaze still fixed ahead.

"At the end of each semester, an outstanding student is chosen to be featured on the honor wall. It was supposed to be my sister's turn, but she always manages to push her off. My sister really dislikes her."

Yun Muqian feigned surprise: "Oh, I see. What happened to her afterwards?"

He shook his head. "Later, during her senior year of high school, something seemed to happen to her family, and she didn't go to school much. I haven't heard from her since graduation."

Are you curious about where she is now?

Zhou Yao shrugged: "I don't know, who cares?"

His tone was casual and nonchalant: "That rat, probably scavenging for food in some sewer. Just thinking about her makes me sick."

After saying this, Zhou Yao seemed to realize that his tone had been somewhat unfriendly, and glanced at Yun Muqian:

"That's all in the past, it's all over."

Yun Muqian nodded. "Yeah, who cares about that?"

I wonder how Zhou Yao will react when he discovers her true identity one day.

Several tens of minutes later, the car stopped in front of an upscale restaurant. Zhou Yao turned off the engine, unbuckled his seatbelt, turned to the side, and smiled at her:

"We're here. Let's go, my sister should be here by now."

Yun Muqian followed him out of the car. The private room was already quite full of people, and voices came through the crack in the door—there were men and women, mostly in their early twenties.

Someone saw Zhou Yao enter and waved, calling out, "Yaoyao's here! Come and sit down!"

Zhou Yao smiled and responded, then led Yun Muqian inside.

She recognized several faces.

However, none of them recognized her.

Then she saw Zhou Xue, surrounded by several girls. She held out her hand to show them the engagement ring on her finger.

Suddenly, her gaze passed over Zhou Xue's shoulder and landed on the spot against the wall.

Chi Qiusheng sat there with a cup of barely touched tea in front of him. His profile was gentle, and he wore a light gray thin sweater with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing his fair wrists.

Zhou Yao pulled Yun Muqian over and sat down in the empty seat next to him:

"Brother Chi, what brings you here today?"

Yun Muqian was also puzzled.

Chi Qiusheng had previously stated that he disliked gatherings of the upper class, and he left halfway through the last time he attended a friend's drinking party. However, he actually showed up today, which was quite unexpected.

Chi Qiusheng's voice was gentle: "I'm waiting for someone."

"Waiting for someone? Waiting for whom?"

There were 40 people in her high school class, and today was a class reunion. Yun Muqian secretly counted in her mind, and there were 39 people. She knew all 39 of them.

Only one person did not come.

That's Jiang Xiaohua.