Arriving at Nanhuai Company, she gave her name to the receptionist, who led Shu Yao upstairs to the CEO's office.
Knock, knock, knock—
She knocked on the door, and a voice inside said, "Come in."
Shu Yao raised her hand, gripped the doorknob, swallowed nervously, and then pushed open the door to enter the office.
"Cough, cough, cough…"
In the office, Qing Si Huai sat in his executive chair, covering his mouth as he coughed.
Looking up and seeing Shu Yao enter, his expression turned flustered, and he immediately stuffed several boxes of medicine on his desk into a drawer.
His movements were so hurried that one box of medicine fell directly onto the floor.
Shu Yao happened to walk over and saw the box fall. She bent down to pick it up.
The medicine box was labeled "Sorafenib," with the indication: "This product is used to treat hepatocellular carcinoma that cannot be surgically removed or is metastatic."
"Who gave you permission to touch my things!"
Qing Si Huai snatched the medicine box back from Shu Yao's hand, stuffed it into the drawer, and closed it with a bang.
Looking up, he gazed at her coldly. "Didn't you come to deliver a check? Leave the things and you can go."
After speaking, he casually picked up a document from the side and began to read it, showing no intention of keeping Shu Yao there.
Shu Yao felt a pang of unease. Having known Qing Si Huai for a long time, she had never seen him in such a temper.
And the panicked expression on his face just now was not an act.
So, he really had cancer?
Knock, knock, knock—
The office door was knocked on, and a secretary walked in. "Mr. Qing, the meeting has begun."
"Okay, coming."
Qing Si Huai closed the document, stood up, and said to Shu Yao, "Leave the things and go. I'm very busy and don't have time to accompany you."
With that, he left the office and headed to the conference room.
As the office door closed, Shu Yao stood there stunned, a mix of emotions swirling within her.
Her mind was in a jumble; she couldn't understand why this was happening.
Perhaps because she loved Qing Si Huai, the sudden bad news had deeply affected her for half a year, and a sense of despair suddenly washed over her.
Knock, knock, knock—
Another person knocked on the office door and walked in.
Tap, tap, tap.
The woman, in high heels, walked in. "Oh, where is Mr. Qing?"
"Oh, he… he went to a meeting."
Shu Yao offered an explanation.
The woman who entered was the chief secretary, and she naturally recognized Shu Yao. "Oh, it's Ms. Shu. Why don't you sit for a while? What would you like to drink, coffee or tea?"
The chief secretary placed three thick files in her hands on Qing Si Huai's desk.
Shu Yao glanced at them; they were insurance contracts.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately said to the secretary, "Could you please make me a cup of hand-ground coffee?"
"No problem."
"Thank you."
"Don't mention it, Ms. Shu." The chief secretary turned and walked out of the office, closing the door behind her.
Shu Yao turned back, saw the office door close, and immediately picked up the insurance contracts on the desk.
She had initially thought they were contracts Qing Si Huai had bought for her, but little did she know that when she opened the first contract, she discovered it was indeed a critical illness insurance policy bought by Qing Si Huai for her, with herself as the beneficiary.
At that moment, her eyes suddenly felt a sting, and tears welled up.
Putting down the first file, she opened the second insurance contract.
It was an accident insurance policy, with Shu Yao as the insured, an insured amount of one hundred million. The beneficiary was… Shu Mo and Shu Yao.
Furthermore, their identity card numbers were listed on it.
After reading the second contract, Shu Yao opened the third contract, which was for Shu Mo, a dividend-paying insurance policy.
The insured amount was one hundred million!
After finishing the three insurance contracts, Shu Yao suddenly remembered something and opened the insurance policy Qing Si Huai had bought for her, dated… six months ago.
Six months ago was precisely when Anthony had come to Lancheng to kidnap her!
It was during that time that she had called Qing Si Huai for help, but the call didn't go through. Then Meng Jingwei rescued her, and Meng Jingwei showed her a video using surveillance footage.
In the video, Qing Si Huai was seen sitting in his office holding a woman.
Why?
If Qing Si Huai didn't love her, why would he have bought insurance six months ago and made her the beneficiary?
An answer surfaced in her mind…
That is, everything was just Qing Si Huai playing a role?
Otherwise, Qing Si Huai clearly had her contact information but didn't reach out.
He clearly knew where Shu Mo was born, so why didn't he proactively meet him?
Why did he say he wanted to snatch the child but never took action?
Thinking of this, Shu Yao's body went weak, and she almost collapsed onto the floor.
She clutched the insurance contracts tightly, her trembling hands shaking uncontrollably, tears pouring down like rain.
Shu Yao placed the contracts on the desk and turned to sit on the sofa in the lounge area.
A moment later, the secretary brought a cup of coffee. "Ms. Shu, please enjoy. Mr. Qing is in a meeting and will be back shortly."
Shu Yao sniffled, raised her hand to wipe away her tears. "Mm, okay. I'll wait for him."
"Ms. Shu, why are you crying? Are you alright?"
"No, I'm fine."
Shu Yao shook her head.
"Alright then, I'll be going now." The secretary didn't ask further questions and turned to leave.
As soon as the office door closed, Shu Yao couldn't help but burst into uncontrollable sobs.
The pain was heartbreaking, far more painful than when she had misunderstood Qing Si Huai and broken up with him.
Why was it like this?
She cried for a long time, unable to escape the shadow of despair.
Not until the office door opened and Qing Si Huai appeared in the office did he look at her. "You… you're still here?"
Shu Yao choked back sobs, tears streaming down her cheeks, her eyes blurry as she looked at him…
That familiar face, as steady, composed, and charming as ever, caused a sharp pang of pain to surge in Shu Yao's heart.
Qing Si Huai didn't receive an answer from Shu Yao. Seeing her crying so heartbrokenly, he didn't offer any comfort. He simply walked to his desk and sat down, starting to handle documents.
His indifference towards her further validated her thoughts.
It must be!
It must be that Qing Si Huai, knowing he had cancer, intentionally didn't answer her call that day and deliberately acted ambiguously with other women.
And since Qing Si Huai and Anthony were friends, after she framed Qing Si Huai to Anthony, Anthony, knowing Qing Si Huai had cancer, spared his life.
This line of reasoning was perfectly logical.
Shu Yao, forcing herself to stand despite her weakness, walked towards Qing Si Huai.
Stumbling with each step, she reached his side, supported herself with one hand on the computer desk, and choked out, "Is there something you're hiding from me?"
Qing Si Huai lowered his head to deal with the documents. The insurance contracts from earlier had already been locked away in a cabinet.
"No," he replied curtly, as if the matter of 'cancer' had never occurred.
Unable to get the answer she wanted, Shu Yao stood there blankly for a long time, not knowing what to say, letting tears fall silently.
Her restless fingers dug into the edge of the desk, her teeth biting down on her red lips. "I… I saw those insurance contracts."
As Shu Yao finished speaking, Qing Si Huai's hand holding the pen paused slightly, then he slammed the pen onto the desk. "Who gave you permission to touch my things?"