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Chapter 607 The Lost Lover

To be honest, Yang Xingguo was probably the "dumbest" one in the circle back then.

He couldn't match Li Yongming in professional skills, nor Shi Hongfang in interpersonal relationships, and as for Xia Qiyuan, he was completely outmatched in every way.

As a result, the small group from back then has gone missing or gone to jail, while he is the only one still working in a public institution.

However, his good luck came to an end today.

Just as Yang Xingguo was observing the layout of the teahouse, a woman who looked to be nearly forty years old but still had a charming appearance walked into the shop carrying a handbag.

At first, Yang Xingguo didn't pay attention, but the more he looked at the woman's face, the more he felt something was wrong.

If my wife were still alive, this would probably be what she looks like in ten or twenty years.

The thought took root in my mind as soon as it arose.

During the following period, Yang Xingguo kept glancing at the other person with subtle eyes.

At first, he used the act of drinking tea as a cover, then he picked up a newspaper to cover half of his face and peek, and finally he simply began to openly scrutinize her.

Perhaps it was because Yang Xingguo's gaze was too intense, but as the woman turned to rummage through her bag, she glanced in Yang Xingguo's direction, and their eyes met.

Yang Xingguo gave a slightly embarrassed smile and nodded slightly to the other party.

But the latter's eyes lit up, and he strode towards Yang Xingguo, carrying his handbag.

The woman put down her handbag and sat down opposite Yang Xingguo: "Oh, isn't this Comrade Yang? You've come over for a cup of tea after get off work?"

This time, Yang Xingguo was dumbfounded: "Who are you?"

Could this person be an old classmate? Is that why he looks familiar? But back then, no one in the class looked like Qingyun...

The woman was immediately displeased upon hearing Yang Xingguo's words: "Don't you recognize me? Or are you doing this on purpose?"

There are many embarrassing things in the world that can make people pick their toes, and this is one of them.

When I ran into an old classmate after graduating for many years, I could only pretend to be very familiar with them and chat with them, even though I didn't know their surname. I was afraid that I would lose face if I was exposed.

Yang Xingguo smiled sheepishly: "I know you, of course I know you. I'm just too embarrassed to bother you, since we've all gone our separate ways now."

"Then tell me my name?" the woman asked, squinting her eyes.

Yang Xingguo was speechless, and an awkward atmosphere gradually spread.

The woman stared wide-eyed at the unfamiliar yet slightly distant gaze and demanded, "Hey, you haven't really forgotten me, have you? Aren't they saying that first love lasts a lifetime?!"

Yang Xingguo was also confused. How come he didn't remember having such a first love before meeting his wife?
"Uh, I'm sorry, my first love was my wife, and she passed away more than ten years ago," Yang Xingguo explained in a low voice.

Yang Xingguo had long accepted the fact that his wife had passed away. After all, he still had a daughter to raise, and he couldn't be downcast all the time, could he?
Therefore, when he said this, his tone was rather casual and not too serious.

But the woman opposite him showed a completely different expression when she heard this.

"...You mean that from the day I got married, the Liang Qingyun in your heart was already dead?"

The woman looked coldly at Yang Xingguo: "It was clearly you who insisted on becoming a criminal police officer and refused to settle in Europe with me, but now it's all my fault?"

Huh? Go settle down in Europe with you?
Yang Xingguo took a closer look at the woman in front of him.

The woman's clothes were all handmade and custom-made, and one of her bags was worth several years' salary for an average office worker, not to mention the jade bracelet on her wrist.

I don't remember any rich woman ever wanting to be my sugar daddy.
"Yang Xingguo, speak up! Are you mute? Or are you trying to mock me for being blind now that you've become the head of the Nevada City Police Department?" the woman said coldly.

The more they talked, the more confused they became, and Yang Xingguo seriously doubted that the other party had mistaken him for someone else.

When the other party specifies their name and their identity and position match, it doesn't seem like a case of mistaken identity.

Unable to figure it out, Yang Xingguo had no choice but to bite the bullet and, enduring the other person's icy gaze, ask, "What's your name?"

"What, trying to pretend it's our first meeting and start over?"

The woman's coldness softened slightly: "Should I play along and say, 'Nice to meet you, my name is Liang Qingyun'?"

Bang! Clang!

The tea set made a crisp sound against the base.

Yang Xingguo slammed his hand on the table, his face dark: "I don't care who you are, but making fun of someone else's deceased lover is not a meaningful thing."

Liang Qingyun was even more surprised than when he first met Yang Xingguo: "Wait, your wife is also named Liang Qingyun? You married a wife with the same name as me?"

Yang Xingguo frowned and asked, "You're also called Liang Qingyun? But I only know one Liang Qingyun, and that's my wife. Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"

Liang Qingyun held his forehead in disbelief with one hand: "Let me calm down. When did you and your wife get married?"

"...not long after I became a criminal investigator."

Yang Xingguo also realized that the other party had no malicious intent and was likely just mistaken for someone else, so his tone gradually softened.

No sooner had Yang Xingguo calmed down than the other person looked at him as if he were a mental patient.

"I said, Xiao Yang, is it because my departure was too much of a shock to you that it caused you to have a mental breakdown?"
I hadn't left Nevada yet then; how could I not know if you were married?

"...I don't think we need to continue this conversation."

Yang Xingguo picked up his handbag with a dark expression.

It's obvious he's treating the other person like a psychopath who knows about his past and is deliberately trying to provoke him.

Yang Xingguo got up and walked around the table, but Liang Qingyun grabbed his wrist.

Liang Qingyun looked at Yang Xingguo with a serious expression and said, "Xiao Yang, I think you should see a psychologist now."

See a psychologist?
Yang Xingguo sneered and said, "I don't know who hired you as an actor, or what shady ideas you have, but I advise you and the people behind you not to joke around with my wife so casually!"

However, Liang Qingyun did not let go despite Yang Xingguo's warning; instead, the worry in his eyes intensified.

"Xiao Yang, leaving Nevada back then was my mistake. Shall we go see a doctor?"

Liang Qingyun held Yang Xingguo's wrist and spoke softly to persuade him.

"Let go!"

"Okay, I'll release it right away. Are you still staying at Grandpa Yue's house? I can arrange for a psychologist to come to your home..."

Yang Xingguo glared at her with disgust and forcefully shook off her arm: "I'm warning you, you'd better stay away from me and my family, or I won't hesitate to arrest you for invasion of privacy."

(End of this chapter)