Several times, Qiqi had run into him in the middle of the night while going to the bathroom, and each time, those two green glows nearly scared her out of her wits—because Rong Yi’s eyes had night vision, so he never turned on the light in the restroom. And Qiqi, used to living alone, sometimes didn’t bother with lights either when she got up at night. So every time she stumbled in, half-asleep, it left him awkward and her terrified.
Luckily, after being scared enough times, she got used to it. And once Rong Yi’s internal injuries healed, he gradually stopped revealing his true form in the middle of the night. But by then, Qiqi had grown familiar with that green glow and no longer felt afraid when she saw it.
Now, that green glow appeared in the garden, which struck Qiqi as odd—could Rong Yi have followed her here?
Biting back the pain, she crept over on tiptoe, but the glow flickered only once and vanished. Qiqi looked around in the pale moonlight and spotted two figures standing in the shadows not far ahead.
She moved closer, caught snippets of their conversation, and quickly crouched down on the spot.
It was the siblings Zhou Yi and Zhou Zhibi.
Zhou Yi’s tone was icy: “Zhibi, where’s your pearl necklace?”
Zhou Zhibi stammered, “I… I lost it…”
“Lost it?” Zhou Yi snorted, suddenly tossing a small round bead in front of his sister. It landed with a soft *chi* sound. “Here, isn’t it?”
Zhou Zhibi lowered her head and said nothing.
Zhou Yi’s voice carried a hint of anger: “I picked up this pearl from the dance floor just now. If I remember correctly, it should be yours, right? The necklace you wore tonight was one I brought back from a business trip to Europe—you remember that, don’t you?”
Zhou Zhibi dropped her head even lower, still silent.
Zhou Yi scolded in a low voice: “Zhibi! How could you treat Wei’s guest like that? Do you realize what you did would embarrass Wei?”
Zhou Zhibi looked up, a bit aggrieved: “Brother, it’s all that Gu Qiqi’s fault for being shameless! She seduced my boyfriend and tried to seduce you and Brother Wei too!”
Zhou Yi was speechless, then asked, “What exactly is her relationship with Qin Chen?”
Zhou Zhibi tensed up: “N-nothing, they’re just alumni.”
Zhou Yi: “Just alumni, that simple?”
Zhou Zhibi didn’t answer.
Zhou Yi’s tone hardened: “Zhibi, if you don’t tell me the whole truth, I can’t help you.”
Zhou Zhibi panicked: “No, Brother, you have to help me! Otherwise, Mom won’t agree to my marriage with Chen!”
Zhou Yi: “Fine, in that case, you…”
Qiqi couldn’t make out what the siblings said next; all she heard ringing in her ears was that word “marriage” from Zhou Zhibi’s mouth!
When she’d twisted her ankle on the dance floor earlier, she’d held back from crying out in pain, not wanting to embarrass Qin Chen. Because she knew the pearl necklace was Zhou Zhibi’s, and since Qin Chen had decided to be with her, she figured she’d save him some face. But now, hearing Zhou Zhibi mention marriage, Qiqi felt her heart clench again.
Still, clenching wasn’t a big deal—pain, after all, was something you got used to with time.
She quietly retreated to the stone bench where she’d been sitting, plopped down, and stared blankly for a moment before remembering she’d been looking for Rong Yi.
Where was Rong Yi?
She stood up again and scanned her surroundings, only to unexpectedly hear a rustling sound from the flower shadows beside her! Then, suddenly, the world went dark—someone covered her mouth from behind!
“Mmph mmph…”
Oh no! She’d been ambushed!