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After reading the message, Liang Yu casually put his phone on the pillow, lay flat on the hospital bed, and pulled the blanket over his shoulders.

Her eyes were open, her gaze fixed on a spot on the ceiling, unfocused.

In the dimly lit hospital room, the phone screen next to the pillow was the only source of light.

The dappled light reflected off the corners of her eyes, making them appear calm and deep in the dim light, as if frozen in time.

Liang Yu didn't know what was wrong with Yan Qi.

He was concerned about whether she needed any help during the day, so why did he become so cold and even seem annoyed with her at night?

Yes, it's boredom.

The text in the message conveyed a sense of rejection and annoyance.

I hope she won't send any more messages.

The message she sent was a disturbance.

Yan Qi was very annoyed by the message she sent.

Yan Qi himself was completely unaware of this.

Inside the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.

Yan Qi leaned back on the leather sofa in the living room, his long legs crossed, his dark trousers outlining his slender and superior figure.

Kang Liang stood aside and reported:

"Young Master Qi, the news from the ward is that Miss Liang's condition is very stable today. Also, Fang Ze wanted to visit Miss Liang in the ward today, but Miss Liang refused and asked Fang Ze to go tomorrow."

"There's one more thing. The satellite phone we found earlier spoke with Shi Yue again today. Their call was short, and we only located the satellite phone in the US. We'll have to wait for their next contact to track its exact location."

Yan Qi narrowed his long, narrow eyes slightly, tapped the sofa armrest lightly with his fingers twice, and said in a deep voice:

"Let Zhao Wen take good care of her at the hospital."

"Go and investigate Shi Yue's past experiences, and also check who her former acquaintances are in the United States."

Kang Liang said "okay" and immediately left the room to take care of his business.

Yan Qi's deep gaze casually swept over the phone on the coffee table before returning to it.

The phone sat quietly on the coffee table.

He suddenly recalled the message Liang Yu had sent him.

[Yan Qi, I don't need a driver anymore. You've been fired... and please don't contact me again.]

Nothing happened, I just simply don't want to hire you anymore.

The next morning, when Fang Ze went to visit Liang Yu again, the bodyguards in the hallway finally didn't stop him.

When Fang Ze pushed open the door, he deliberately slowed his pace, his leather shoes making only a slight sound on the clean floor.

As soon as Liang Yuyi, who was leaning against the hospital bed, heard a faint sound coming from the door, he immediately looked towards the door with anticipation.

Upon seeing that the person who came was Fang Ze, his bright eyes instantly darkened.

Liang Yu lowered her eyelashes slightly, neither looking at Fang Ze nor greeting him.

Fang Ze stood at the door and looked at Liang Yu for a few seconds before slowly walking to the bedside, silently pulling out a chair and sitting down.

Fang Ze placed his hands on his knees, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the fabric of his knees.

His eyes were slightly bloodshot, and his brows and eyes showed signs of fatigue.

Fang Ze looked at Liang Yu's pale face and remained silent for a moment. He then raised his hand, wanting to help Liang Yu brush away the stray hairs from his forehead.

But the moment he reached out, Liang Yu immediately turned his head away, his whole body radiating strong rejection.

Fang Ze's hand froze in mid-air.

After a brief pause, the hand stiffly withdrew and rested on the knee once more.

Fang Ze remembered that Liang Yu used to really enjoy it when he helped her tidy up the stray hairs on her forehead.

How did things turn out this way between them?

Fang Ze's Adam's apple bobbed silently, and he spoke in a hoarse, low voice:

"Xiao Yu, that day I was planning to put Shi Yue on a lifeboat and then go back to rescue you."

These words had been brewing in his heart for many days.

He originally planned to explain to Liang Yu as soon as she woke up.

But he couldn't find Liang Yu, nor did he bring anyone with him, and he forced his way into the ward.

He didn't want to cause a conflict with Yan Qi's men outside the ward, which would disturb Liang Yu's rest.

Unexpectedly, saying such things at this moment seems rather dry and out of place.

Liang Yu still didn't look at Fang Ze, but replied in a low voice:

"It's okay, it doesn't matter anymore."

Fang Ze frowned slightly.

It's no longer important?

How could it not be important?

Liang Yu must have been heartbroken and disappointed when he saw him save Shi Yue first that day.

When Liang Yu woke up, he saw that his father was not by his bedside, which made him even more sad and upset.

Because he was heartbroken, Liang Yu wouldn't let him in yesterday.

Perhaps it was because of his grief and disappointment that Liang Yucai deliberately said it didn't matter anymore.

Fang Ze felt a dull ache in his heart due to extreme guilt.

He remained silent for a long while before finally managing to squeeze out three words, his voice hoarse:

"sorry."

Fang Ze looked up at Liang Yu again, his eyes reddening, and pleaded in a dry voice:

"Xiao Yu, can you forgive me just this once? I promise I'll make it up to you in the future."

Liang Yu gave a soft, mocking laugh, his gaze coldly fixed on Fang Ze, and replied in a low voice:

"Your divorce is the greatest compensation you can give me."

Fang Ze's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

They brought up divorce again.

Was it because he saved Shi Yue first that Liang Yu was so disappointed and saddened?

Or was it because Yan Qi made a promise to Liang Yu?

Fang Ze's lips moved slightly, then tightened again.

Looking at Liang Yu's resolute expression, he finally asked in frustration:

"Xiao Yu, do you think Yan Qi will marry you if I divorce you?"

Liang Yu immediately frowned and said:

"Yan Qi and I are just friends, don't talk nonsense."

Perhaps because he was very angry and anxious, Liang Yu spoke in a hoarse voice, and coughed as soon as he finished speaking.

Fang Ze quickly got up, poured Liang Yu a glass of water, inserted a straw, and placed it on the small table in front of Liang Yu.

In the short time it took to pour the water, Fang Ze had regained his composure. After sitting down again, he asked in a gentle tone:

"Xiao Yu, do you know anything about Yan Qi? Do you know who Yan Qi is?"

Liang Yu took a sip of water to moisten his throat and said in a breathy voice:

"Yan Qi is just an ordinary working man. You'd better not make things difficult for him, or I won't let you off the hook."

They're actually protecting Yan Qi like this.

Fang Ze's gaze instantly turned cold and stern.

However, just as he had guessed, Liang Yu had no idea of ​​Yan Qi's true identity.

Yan Qi didn't even dare to reveal his identity, probably because he was afraid of being entangled with Liang Yu.

Only a naive girl like Liang Yu, who has no experience, would believe that Yan Qi is just an ordinary working man.

Fang Ze suddenly wondered if Liang Yu would still protect Yan Qi after discovering that he had been deceived by Yan Qi.

When that time comes, Liang Yu will probably realize that he is the man who can accompany her for life.

Fang Ze raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and pressed it to his lips. He coughed lightly and continued in a gentle and sincere voice:

"Xiao Yu, let's not talk about Yan Qi anymore. I know you're very angry. I promise this kind of thing will never happen again."

"Starting today, I promise I'll spend more time with you, okay?"

Liang Yu remained completely unmoved upon hearing these words.

I even felt a bit disgusted.

She no longer needs Fang Ze's company at all.

She had completely lost all hope for Fang Ze.

Did Fang Ze not notice anything at all?

Why is it that Fang Ze can never hear what she says?

Liang Yu looked away and replied in a whisper:

"Is there anything else? If not, you should leave now. I don't need you to stay with me."

Fang Ze let out a long sigh, then raised his right hand and rubbed his temples with his index finger knuckle.

Liang Yu said he didn't need him to accompany her.

If he doesn't need to accompany her, does she expect Yan Qi to accompany her?

Yan Qi was just Liang Yu's driver for a few days, wasn't he?

Why is Liang Yu so concerned about Yan Qi?

Fang Ze lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the restlessness and unease in them.

Fang Ze lowered his right hand, rested his elbows on the armrests, clasped his hands in front of him, and spoke in a low voice with a hint of pleading:

"Xiao Yu, let me stay with you, please don't send me away, okay?"

Fang Ze's clasped hands tightened slightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging out, as if he was wary of Liang Yu refusing him.

This was the first time he had ever humbled himself so much to plead with Liang Yu.

He didn't know why, but when Liang Yu said "I don't need you to accompany me," his original feelings of guilt were instantly replaced by anxiety and unease.

He was afraid that Liang Yu would continue to tell him to leave.

He genuinely wanted to spend quality time with Liang Yu.

Liang Yu glanced at Fang Ze and asked in a whisper:

"Do you know that Shi Yue pushed me into the sea?"

Fang Ze froze, his clasped hands tightening even more, the bulging veins on the back of his hands extending all the way to his forearms.

Fang Ze slowly straightened up, the faint redness in his eyes becoming slightly more noticeable, his guilty gaze filled with a hint of expectation:

"Xiao Yu, you can punish Shi Yue however you want, but Shi Yue is still young, so could you please not call the police?"

Fang Ze's gaze was fixed on Liang Yu, and he even became careful with his breathing, afraid of hearing Liang Yu's words of rejection.

Liang Yu's aura suddenly darkened.

His previously steady breathing paused slightly, then became deep and slow.

She lowered her eyelashes, not looking at Fang Ze. Her long eyelashes, like still butterfly wings, concealed all the emotions in her eyes.

She had known all along that Fang Ze would favor Shi Yue.

She already knew that Fang Ze would plead for Shi Yue.

But when she actually heard it with her own ears, it felt as if a hand was tightly gripping her throat, and a feeling of suffocation spread through her blood vessels to her limbs and bones.

Liang Yu's lips were pressed into a tight, straight line.

Her hand, which was under the covers, involuntarily clenched into a fist and began to tremble uncontrollably.

Liang Yu hid his hands behind his back and slowly raised his eyes to look at Fang Ze.

Her eyes were calm, completely still, utterly lifeless.

Liang Yu took a deep breath and replied in a hoarse, dry voice:

"If you come with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce, I won't call the police."

His tone was very casual and ordinary, without anger or disappointment, just like in a casual conversation, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.