Chapter 481

Han Yu bowed deeply to Milutin, then opened the door and walked straight in. Milutin's words were like pearls from the heart, every word and every sentence resonated with her.

That's right. Running away and worrying won't help. Only by facing things yourself can you solve them, instead of just sitting there crying.

Perhaps Yao Shi didn't care at all. There's no point in her thinking so much on her own. Why can't she go see Yao Shi in person and explain things to her?

As a friend, as a close friend, she now had to admit that Yao Shi held a place in her heart no less important than Xiao Xue.

Chapter Ninety-One

The room was filled with the smell of medicine, as well as a faint lotus fragrance, which might be perfume or Wu Liang's own scent; it smelled very pleasant.

Perhaps because the curtains were drawn, the room was somewhat dimly lit. There was a cute white chicken plush toy in the dimly lit room, so it seemed that He Xue had already visited Yao Shi here before.

Han Yu tiptoed to the bedside and looked at Yao Shi, who was sleeping on the bed and breathing evenly. She felt a pang of sadness in her heart. The expressionless maid's face was even paler than before.

She didn't know what happened to the expressionless maid after she fell off the cliff, nor what she encountered afterward, nor how Yao Shi and Wu Liang were rescued together.

All she knew was that the rain last night was heavy, terrifyingly heavy, with rolling thunder and biting wind mixed together, and the sound of raindrops hitting the window sounding like muffled drums.

At that time, all she could think about was the image of Yao Shi's thin and slender body swaying in the storm. She couldn't believe what kind of torment Yao Shi was going through.

This made her feel uneasy, scared, and guilty. Even though Yao Shi had remarkable skills, humans were still insignificant in the face of the power of nature.

"You're such an idiot! Why did you risk your life to save me? Aren't you afraid of dying at all?"

"There's no need for you to go to such lengths for me. You could just leave me there and ignore me. Why did you push me away?"

Han Yu moved a stool over and gently sat down on the edge of the bed, murmuring softly. Her amethyst-like eyes unconsciously welled up with tears, but this time it wasn't from fear or worry, but from a feeling of relief, joy, and gratitude.

She gently placed her small hand on Yao Shi's forehead. The burning temperature made Han Yu frown slightly. Sure enough, she still had a fever. According to Wu Liang, she had caught a cold from being in the rain for too long.

Han Yu sometimes really didn't know how to evaluate Yao Shi. If you said she was stupid, she could always think of the fastest solution in the shortest amount of time when she encountered difficulties. This was especially true for Wu Liang. Yao Shi was always able to solve problems before anyone else.

But if you say she's smart, she can sometimes be very indecisive and slow-witted, like a little girl who can't make up her mind. She's also very impulsive, and when others are in danger, she'll jump out to save them without hesitation, without considering her own fate.

"I have so much to say to you. Can you please wake up soon? You expressionless maid, I don't agree to you sleeping like this forever."

Han Yu carefully brushed away the stray hairs from Yao Shi's face, removed the now-warm ice pack from her head, and replaced it with a new ice pack prepared by the bedside.

Han Yu grasped Yao Shi's soft, boneless hand. The other's palm was unusually cold, as if she had touched a thousand-year-old iceberg, so cold that it chilled her to the bone.

Han Yu gently breathed on Yao Shi's small hand, then pressed his forehead against her hand, closed his eyes, and silently prayed.

God, please let this woman get better soon. Don't let her suffer from this cold anymore. She's already suffered too much. That's enough. Please let her go.

If you are still not satisfied, I hope you will transfer all her pain onto me; this would be my way of atoning for this woman.

"If Wu Liang hadn't jumped down and saved you in time, would you have wanted me to be labeled a murderer, you stupid woman?"

Han Yu looked tenderly at Yao Shi's cold and aloof face and smiled helplessly. She couldn't imagine what would have happened if Wu Liang hadn't jumped down immediately.

Yao Shi couldn't swim, but the suspension bridge was directly above the icy, deep sea. The consequences of a non-swimmer falling from a height of 100 meters into the sea were unimaginable.

"Thank goodness you're alright, otherwise I would have..."

Han Yu buried her head in the blankets beside Yao Shi and muttered softly that she would definitely teach Yao Shi a lesson once she woke up...

"Or what will you do?"

A girl's voice, as soft as a mosquito's buzz, suddenly rang in Han Yu's ear. Her voice was weak yet teasing, and teasing yet caring. The familiar voice made Han Yu shudder and lift her head.

"Huh!? Did I wake you up?"

Startled, Han Yu hurriedly stood up, stammering as she spoke. Had she woken Yao Shi up? Oh no, Milutin had clearly told her to let Yao Shi rest properly.

Damn it, it's all her fault for nagging and whining, which woke the other person up. If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have spoken.

"No, I've been sleeping for a long time, and I can't fall asleep any more. But it's really surprising that you would tell me these things."

Because she was still very weak, Yao Shi's voice was very low, so low that it was hard to hear, but she still appeared to be in good health.

The faint smile on her lips was like a crescent moon reflected in the water. Looking at Han Yu, who was holding her hand tightly and unwilling to let go, Yao Shi raised her eyebrows in surprise. She did not expect Han Yu to still be so upset about her falling off the cliff, and she did not expect Han Yu to tell her so many heartfelt words.

Actually, she had already woken up when Han Yu came in. Even though she was very weak, she was still an assassin, and it was impossible for her not to notice someone approaching.

But after hearing Han Yu's words filled with guilt and worry, she suddenly felt like pretending to be asleep for the time being, wanting to hear more of what Han Yu had to say to her.

"Why didn't you just leave me there back then?"

Seeing that Yao Shi had woken up, Han Yu quickly let go of her hand and turned her head away, not daring to look at her. Her rosy cheeks were particularly noticeable in the dim light. Feeling shy, Han Yu bit her lip and muttered softly.

"Do I need a reason to save my friend? And even if I encounter the same problem in the future, I think I would do the same."

Yao Shi smiled faintly as she looked at Han Yu's ears, which were flushed with shyness. The young master was right. She was no longer alone. In the process of getting along with Han Yu and the others, she had long regarded everyone as her close friends.

"Yeah, we're friends. By the way, have you changed?"

Han Yu turned her head to look at Yao Shi, who had a smile on her face. So this expressionless maid looks so beautiful when she smiles.

"It's not just me who has changed, everyone has changed, including you, haven't you?"

Yao Shi gently grasped Han Yu's hand and whispered, "We've all been subtly changed under the young master's influence. He's the thread that connects us all..."

Chapter Ninety-Two

That evening

"Mom, can I come in?"

Standing at the door Qiao Xinying silently stared at the tightly closed door. Since her mother went into the room, there had been no news of her, nor had she come out of the room on her own initiative.

This is how things turned out after Wu Liang and Yao Shi returned safely. If her premonition was correct, her mother might be because...

"Mom, can you hear me?"

Seeing that there was still no sound from inside the room, Qiao Xinying sighed and shook her head helplessly. She knew why her mother had become like this.

She never expected her mother to have those kinds of feelings for Wu Liang. At first, she just thought her mother cared about Wu Liang, after all, he was Uncle Wu Xingsheng's child, so she could understand why her mother would care so much.

But after learning from Mr. Lan that her mother had severed ties with Wu Xingsheng and no longer had any affection for Uncle Wu Xingsheng, she felt that something must have gone wrong.

But at the time, she hadn't thought about it that way, after all, the age difference between the two was too great, and she didn't think her mother would develop romantic feelings for Wu Liang.

My mother used to really like Uncle Wu Xingsheng, so much so that she wanted to keep him by her side. But I have to say that my mother is a very straightforward person; she loves when she loves and doesn't love when she doesn't love.

My mother's relationship with Uncle Wu Xingsheng is now at most a friendship; there's no longer any emotional connection between them. As for the reason...

"Xinying, you go back first. I'll talk to Principal Qiao."

Ye Luotong leaned down and whispered in Qiao Xinying's ear that it was best not to let Qiao Xinying get involved in this kind of thing.

No mother wants to embarrass herself in front of her child, let alone let her child know that she and her child are both attracted to the same man.

"But Teacher Ye... my mother..."

"Trust me, Principal Qiao and I actually have a very good relationship. Why don't you go and keep Wu Liang company for a while?"

Ye Luotong patted her chest and smiled gently. She couldn't let Qiao Xinying and Principal Qiao Ranxin discuss this matter face to face, at least not now.

Principal Qiao Ranxin must be feeling extremely tormented by this matter. If she were to see Qiao Xinying again, it would be a very heavy blow to Principal Qiao.

"Okay, then Mom will ask Teacher Ye to take care of it."

Qiao Xinying glanced hesitantly at the door, struggled internally for a while, and then nodded heavily. She decided to trust Teacher Ye. As long as she could help her mother resolve her inner conflict, everything else would be fine.

Love is a matter of freedom, and Mom has been single for far too long because of her. Mom has never tasted the flavor of love; she has always been alone.

Now that Mom has finally given up on her feelings for Uncle Wu Xingsheng, she has finally found her other half, so she won't mind even if they both like the same person.

Moreover, Wu Liang is an exceptionally talented individual. If, in the future, Wu Liang becomes even more outstanding than Uncle Wu Xingsheng, it's perfectly normal for Mom to develop a liking for Wu Liang.

And the only person in this world who could be worthy of my mother... is probably Wu Liang...

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"Principal Qiao, this is Ye Luotong. Qiao Xinying has already left. May I come in and talk to you?"

Ye Luotong gently knocked on the door. In fact, she was quite shocked when she learned about this. If Qiao Xinying and He Xue hadn't secretly told her, she might still not know that Qiao Ranxin's crush was Wu Liang.

In her memory, Principal Qiao was a very strong and elegant woman. Moreover, Principal Qiao did not show any interest when she first met Wu Liang, and she had very little contact with Wu Liang afterward.

But it's truly... unbelievable that Principal Qiao fell in love with Wu Liang despite having almost no contact with her...

"Principal Qiao, I'd like to talk to you about Wu Liang, it's about you and..."

Snap

Before Ye Luotong could finish her sentence, the tightly closed door was opened a crack, and Qiao Ranxin, dressed only in a thin white gauze dress, appeared in front of the door.

But Qiao Ranxin looked unusually haggard, and there were still tear stains at the corners of Hong Zhong's eyes. The strong smell of alcohol hit Ye Luotong, making her cough.

"Come in first."

Qiao Ranxin's voice was stiff and hoarse, as if she had a fever. Her hoarse and weak voice made her sound extra vulnerable.

Her pale, bloodless face was devoid of any emotion, and her cherry-pink pupils were empty and lifeless. She opened the door for Ye Luotong and stood to one side, her stiff and wooden movements like those of a corpse.

"Principal Qiao, just how much did you drink...?"

Following Qiao Ranxin into the room, I saw the curtains tightly drawn in front of the window and the messy room. The room was dark and the lights were off, with only a few rays of silver moonlight falling to the floor through the gaps in the curtains.

Ye Luotong's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Empty bottles were scattered all over the room, and even the bed was littered with dozens of empty beer cans. The smell of alcohol in the room was almost suffocating.

"I don't know, I haven't counted them in detail."

After locking the door behind her, Qiao Ranxin went straight to the messy sofa, lay down, picked up a bottle of expensive red wine, and started gulping it down.

Her lifeless eyes stared at the rapidly descending wine line in the bottle. The crimson liquid flowed down her fair neck, wetting her full breasts and staining the thin veil on her chest crimson.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Choking on the wine Qiao Ranxin suddenly spat out the red wine in her mouth and coughed violently. Her delicate body trembled. Whether it was from choking or something else, tears welled up in Qiao Ranxin's eyes. A sense of irritation surged into her heart, and she raised the wine bottle in her hand and smashed it hard on the table in front of her.

"Principal Qiao! That's enough! Stop!!"

Seeing this, Ye Luotong rushed to Qiao Ranxin's side and grabbed her arm tightly to stop the dangerous move. What was Principal Qiao doing? Why did she suddenly become so dejected?

"Let go! Let go of me!!"

"If you have any problems, you can say them. You have absolutely no obligation to abuse your body like this."

"I was just drinking, Teacher Ye. As the principal, I order you to let me go."

"I won't let you go! You're just venting! We can discuss this together!"

"I don't need you to tell me what to do! Someone like you, who has both love and career success, could never understand how I feel right now..."

"You like Wu Liang! I know that very well! So why don't you go and talk to her about it instead of venting your anger here all by yourself!"

Ye Luotong, who had locked Qiao Ranxin's arms, shouted loudly. Almost at the same time as she finished speaking, Qiao Ranxin, who had been struggling in her arms, suddenly stopped moving, like a machine that had run out of power.

"Because I don't deserve his love... Are you satisfied now...?"

After an unknown period of silence, Qiao Ranxin raised her dejected face and gave a self-deprecating smile. An old woman like her had long been obsolete...

Chapter Ninety-Three

The dimly lit room was filled with the aroma of alcohol and a strong scent of perfume. It was a perfume called "Hualan Grass" that Qiao Ranxin often used. The scent was very light and subtle, with a hint of strawberry that made it very pleasant to smell.

But the room smelled very strongly of perfume. Qiao Ranxin would never normally wear so much perfume. Today she was acting very strangely and stayed in the room alone for a long time without coming out.

No one knew what was wrong with her, or why she was unhappy. Was it because of Yao Shi and Wu Liang's fall off the cliff, or was she just resting after a long night?

Only a few people knew the reason, but they couldn't find a way to comfort Qiao Ranxin. Not to mention comforting her, she couldn't even get into her room.

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"Have you calmed down yet, Principal Qiao Ranxin? You're not behaving like a school principal at all right now. Please calm down."