Hearing this, Qin Si Yue's eyes grew dimmer. "No."
"Oh." Shen Xi pulled the corners of her lips to the sides. "He might have been too busy. I later found out those two men were repeat offenders, sentenced heavily, to life imprisonment."
Qin Si Yue's body trembled slightly. She lowered her head, not speaking.
"Don't rush things between you and Han Hao Ming. I asked him about it, and he didn't deny disliking you. Your brother and I analyzed it, and there might be a hidden reason."
Shen Xi continued, pulling her hand.
"Your brother has been a bit busy lately. I'll try to ask him again when I have a chance about the progress of the investigation over there."
"Mhmm. Thank you, Xi Jie." After listening to her, Qin Si Yue felt much better. She suddenly looked at Shen Xi with a smile, "I'm truly happy for both of you to see you and my brother getting along so well."
"You knew for a while?" Shen Xi asked, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Not really that long. If I hadn't bumped into it repeatedly, my brother wouldn't have told me everything." Qin Si Yue smiled mysteriously, waved her hand, and stepped back. "Xi Jie, I'm leaving. If I don't leave now, I'll be late for work."
"Bumped into what?" Shen Xi called out to her retreating figure, utterly confused.
Qin Si Yue turned back, pointed at her phone, gave her a sweet smile, and then got into her car.
Shen Xi stood there blankly for a moment, still not understanding her meaning. She strode to her car, started the engine, and drove away.
It wasn't until she reached the main road and saw a photo Qin Si Yue had sent her on WeChat that she suddenly realized.
It was a photo taken in the guest room of her house in Country B while they were napping together.
Below it, there was a message.
"Xi Jie, my brother is really putting in a lot of effort to pursue you. Don't worry, Grandma and I will keep your secret for both of you."
Grandma? So Grandma knew too.
No wonder she was so happy that day and kept wanting to video call.
Qin Si Ye, you annoying person, how could you take such a photo and send it to Si Yue?
Now, what must they be thinking? They wouldn't think they had already done... that, would they?
Thinking of this, Shen Xi immediately pulled her car over to the side of the road and sent the photo to Qin Si Ye to question him.
"Qin Si Ye, what do you mean by this? Is this going too far? Who allowed you to take that photo?"
But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from Qin Si Ye.
Unable to help herself, Shen Xi called him directly.
As soon as the call connected, she launched into an angry tirade, "Qin Si Ye, you scoundrel, why aren't you replying? We aren't together yet, who told you to take that photo?"
Qin Si Ye, who had just come out of the bathroom on the other end of the line, frowned inexplicably. "Not replying? What photo? What are you talking about? Xi Xi."
"Qin Si Ye, stop playing dumb with me. Didn't you see the WeChat I just sent?" Shen Xi's voice was still full of anger.
Qin Si Ye then opened WeChat. After seeing the photo, he was startled at first, then said with a smile, "Xi Xi, don't be angry. The situation was special at the time, I could only do that."
He then simply explained the situation, stating that he had been cornered by Si Yue and had no choice but to resort to such a measure out of helplessness.
After listening to him, Shen Xi suddenly fell silent.
"Xi Xi, you don't need to feel any pressure. Grandma and Si Yue will be happy for us even if they know about our current relationship," Qin Si Ye said slowly over the phone, his gentle and pleasant voice carrying a clear hint of joy.
Upon hearing this, Shen Xi's anger flared up again. "But we aren't together yet, you shouldn't have sent them that kind of photo."
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. I'll be careful next time, alright?" Qin Si Ye chuckled suddenly. "From now on, we'll be intimate behind closed doors and never tell anyone, letting them imagine whatever they want."
"Qin Si Ye, you're still talking!" Shen Xi's face turned red with anger, and she directly hung up the phone.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, she got off work. She first went to the market to buy groceries. As soon as she parked her car, she saw a crowd gathered in front of a shop.
Curiosity piqued, she walked over. In the center of the crowd stood two men, their clothes disheveled, faces bruised, glaring at each other.
Between them, two uniformed police officers were questioning them.
It was clear at a glance that a fight had just occurred here.
Suddenly, a familiar figure walked in from the edge of the crowd, his voice cold, "What's the progress of the investigation?"