Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Ling Jieyu knew that Mu Tiantian didn't want him to go with her, so he deliberately walked very slowly.

We stopped at the corner.

Just then, he received a text message on his phone, and he leaned against the wall to reply.

The men's and women's restrooms face each other.

Just as Mu Tiantian arrived at the entrance of the women's restroom, Yang Guanghui came out of the men's restroom across the street.

The moment their eyes met, both of them were somewhat surprised.

Mu Tiantian was so focused on Fu Zhengting that she forgot Yang Guanghui had come to the restroom.

She felt that Yang Guanghui's eyes were fierce, and he exuded a murderous aura when he looked at people. Thinking of the murderers in the murder case who also had such terrifying eyes, she couldn't help but feel afraid.

Alarm bells went off in my head instantly, and my eyes quickly darted toward the men's restroom.

There seems to be no one inside.

Looking at the women's restroom, it was quiet and seemed deserted.

The sense of crisis in my heart escalated instantly.

Assuming Yang Guanghui really intended to do something to her, would it be faster for her to rush into the women's restroom and close the door, or would it be better for her to run back and call for help?

Although Yang Guanghui was very thin, he was tall. The difference in strength between men and women is huge; even if a man is very thin, he is still much stronger than a woman.

She came to this conclusion when Ling Jieyu was pestering her.

That feeling of utter helplessness, of being unable to exert any strength at all, is utterly despairing.

While pondering a solution, she gave Yang Guanghui a polite smile and greeted him, "Uncle Yang."

Yang Guanghui felt that Mu Tiantian's smile was particularly fake. She clearly suspected him, yet she could still smile. He had no choice but to play along.

He nodded perfunctorily.

After washing her face and finally calming down, seeing Mu Tiantian reignited her hatred.

Now is an opportunity to take action.

If we miss this opportunity, once the family reunion banquet is over, it will be very difficult to catch Qin Dongyang's daughter again.

He carried tranquilizer darts in the lining of his suit; his only worry was how to get someone out of there openly and legitimately.

I was unfamiliar with the area, and I had rushed here without having time to plan an escape route.

He was caught in a dilemma.

The two maintained eye contact, each lost in their own thoughts.

Just as Yang Guanghui was about to approach and make a move, Ling Jieyu came over after replying to his message.

Mu Tiantian could clearly sense what Yang Guanghui was about to do to her, and just as she was panicking, she heard footsteps behind her.

Her scalp tingled, and she quickly turned her head to look. When she saw it was Ling Jieyu, she didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

It must have been her biological parents who called Ling Jieyu to protect her.

Her parents took her advice to heart.

She felt gratified and warmed.

Ling Jieyu was unaware of Yang Guanghui's situation, but when he came over and saw the two staring at each other, he keenly sensed that something was amiss.

He could see Mu Tiantian's fear, and he could also sense the murderous aura emanating from Yang Guanghui.

He walked over and stood beside Mu Tiantian, with a sense of protectiveness.

His gaze lingered on Yang Guanghui's face as he scrutinized him.

He knew that Yang Guanghui and his father were classmates, but he didn't know much about them. He had only met Yang Guanghui once when he was a child.

At the dinner table earlier, this person didn't say much, so he felt that he was a very deep and aloof person.

His gaze then shifted to Mu Tiantian's face beside him. He was very curious as to why Mu Tiantian was afraid of this person.

He broke the awkward silence, "Aren't you going to the restroom? Come on in, I'll wait for you outside."

Although Mu Tiantian didn't know that Ling Jieyu was guarding her, she needed him at the moment, so she had no choice but to nod and go inside.

Ling Jieyu greeted Yang Guanghui, "Uncle Yang, do you still remember me? I'm Xiaoyu. You used to buy me things to eat when I was little."

Yang Guanghui pushed up his glasses and replied indifferently, "I don't quite remember. I didn't expect you to have such a good memory."

That guy ruined his plans, he deserves to die.

Ling Jieyu remembered Yang Guanghui's gesture of pushing up his glasses.

He has a friend who is a psychology expert, who once told him about micro-expressions. When a person feels guilty, they will make all sorts of unnatural little movements.

No matter how meticulous and profound a person's thoughts are, their eyes and subconscious actions will reveal their true motives.

This person is clearly feeling guilty.

Why they felt guilty is something worth investigating further.

Yang Guanghui was observant, and he realized that Ling Jieyu had noticed something was wrong with him.

More and more people have noticed that he has a fear that the mask he has worn for many years is about to be exposed.

He didn't want anyone to know that he was jealous of Qin Dongyang and had framed him like that.

But he knew that secrets could not be kept forever, and that they would be exposed one day.

The growing unease in his heart told him that this day would come soon.

No matter what, he had to catch Qin Dongyang's daughter before the truth came out.

There's no chance now.

Just then, he received a phone call, forcing him to abandon his thoughts and make an excuse to Ling Jieyu, saying, "Could you please tell your Uncle Qin that one of my patients has encountered an emergency, and I have to leave now?"

Ling Jieyu nodded, looking thoughtfully at Yang Guanghui's retreating figure.

Standing at the bathroom door, he felt there was a strange smell. After Yang Guanghui walked away, he went back to the corner, took out a cigarette and a lighter, leaned against the wall and smoked while waiting.

Inside the women's restroom.

Mu Tiantian logged out on a secondary account and, recalling the dangerous scene outside, was still shaken.

After washing her hands, she sent a message to Fu Zhengting: Ah Shen, how's the investigation going?

I waited a few seconds but didn't get a reply.

She wanted to make a voice call, but she was afraid that Fu Zhengting would ask her about the situation on her end.

She was afraid that Fu Zhengting would come looking for her, which would then upset her father.

It was so hard to finally appease my own father.

We still need to be patient for now.

The most important thing right now is to investigate Yang Guanghui thoroughly.

Fu Zhengting didn't reply immediately, so he must be asleep.

Let him get a good night's sleep.

After watching the video posted by Qian Zhikun, I couldn't sleep well tonight.

She thought about it and decided that she should send a preventative message to clarify things:

Ah Shen, no matter what news or videos you see, don't be sad or angry. Just remember, my love for you will never change.

After sending the message and waiting for about a minute without receiving a reply, she left.

When they came out the door, they didn't see Ling Jieyu and Yang Guanghui. They assumed that Ling Jieyu had gone back to the lobby. But when they turned the corner, they saw Ling Jieyu leaning against the wall smoking, which startled them.

She patted her wildly beating heart and glared at Ling Jieyu with annoyance.

Whether it was because it was nighttime or a problem with the hotel's design, the corridor leading to the restroom was a bit eerie. Ling Jieyu was leaning against the wall smoking, his face filled with smoke, looking as scary as someone in a horror movie.

Ling Jieyu flicked the ash from his cigarette and chuckled, "Am I that scary?"

Mu Tiantian ignored him and walked around Ling Jieyu toward the lobby.

Ling Jieyu was unwilling to be ignored like this. His rebellious nature kicked in, and he grabbed Mu Tiantian's wrist with his free hand, pulling her against the wall.