Du Ruo's heart sank.
Let them fight, let them quarrel, let them die far away.
As long as there was no bloodshed in front of her.
She wasn't a firefighter, extinguishing fires wherever they appeared.
Let them bypass her. Du Ruo Xin just wanted to be a beautiful pregnant mother, nurture her child, and conduct prenatal education.
Men?
Heh, get lost!
Du Ruo Xin didn't even glance at Rong Jing Yang, her gaze merely sliding past him, as cold as a headsman's blade.
Rong Jing Yang parted his lips, wanting to speak, but the woman had already left ruthlessly. He had to swallow all his words.
Cristiano, witnessing the lack of interaction between the two, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed Rong Jing Yang hadn't received Xin'er's forgiveness?
He hadn't lost!
Suddenly, his mood brightened considerably.
"Xin'er, wait for me." Cristiano caught up to Du Ruo Xin, his demeanor filled with joy.
Rong Jing Yang: "—"
Qin Yun Xi, seeing the two men's subtle confrontation, couldn't help but tease, "Old Yang, she's running away, why aren't you chasing her?"
"Go for it, I support you!"
Rong Jing Yang shot him a glare, but his feet moved truthfully, "Aren't you very busy?"
Qin Yun Xi clasped his hands behind his back and said casually, "You know, I can be very busy, or not busy at all."
When he wanted to be busy, no one could find him.
When he didn't want to be busy, he could squat by the roadside counting ants.
That's just how carefree he was.
Rong Jing Yang was choked by his best friend's shamelessness, "Aren't you going to chase Grace? Have you won her over?"
Rong Jing Yang didn't know what had happened between Qin Yun Xi and Grace; no one had told him.
Qin Yun Xi clearly didn't want to elaborate, his nonchalant tone carrying a hint of roguishness, "Compared to chasing women, I'd rather watch you and Cristiano engage in a love-hate struggle."
Rong Jing Yang: "...Scram!"
He really appreciated that!
If you can't speak, don't. Your mouth is like you've eaten durian.
Qin Yun Xi: "Hahahaha."
Why was he so happy?
But as he laughed, a wave of sadness washed over his heart, intensifying, like a spark on the grassland, tiny yet capable of burning down the entire plain.
It drowned his entire heart.
After tossing and turning with Gu Shi Nian in the early hours of the morning, he had no sleepiness at all.
He was clearly sleepy, clearly tired, but the moment he closed his eyes, Grace's image filled his mind.
She sank into the sea before his eyes... slowly dying...
He would never see her again.
The pain, the helplessness, swept away all of Qin Yun Xi's reason like a storm.
His heart also ached fiercely at that moment.
Even knowing the woman beneath him was Gu Shi Nian, he imagined her to be Grace.
"Who am I?"
How he wished she would say, "Qin Yun Xi."
"Do you love me?"
He imagined, "I love you, Qin Yun Xi, I love you."
But after the madness, she was Gu Shi Nian, not the Grace he desired.
Qin Yun Xi held the sleeping woman, but the face in his mind became clearer and clearer.
"Grace!"
He couldn't forget her.
No matter how good the woman beside him was, he couldn't forget her.
Qin Yun Xi left.
He left a sentence and walked away alone.
But he didn't go to find Grace; instead, he appeared before Rong Jing Yang and Du Ruo Xin.
What is love?
His parents were the best example—growing old together in marriage, supporting and trusting each other.
But Grace...
Qin Yun Xi was certain that he and she lacked the tolerance and selflessness of his parents.
The fact that he could think of her while making love with another woman meant he didn't love her enough.
His mind gradually calmed down, and the uncontrollable longing was replaced by reason.
He hadn't yet figured out, hadn't made up his mind, how to choose between Gu Shi Nian and Grace.