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Qiu Ruolan's face was pale, and the mother-daughter telepathy was fully manifested at this moment. She instinctively covered the back of her head, feeling pain in her waist.
Autumn Wind's phone had not yet hung up; shouts and footsteps were coming from all directions.
"Ah Wei, hurry and call the police!" "Ahe, go drive!" "The woman is at home taking care of the child!" "Ah, sister is awake, take it slow!" It was Uncle Liu's orderly voice arranging everything.
Qiu Ruolan's hands began to tremble uncontrollably. "Hello, hello, what happened?"
Finally, someone picked up the phone; it was Yusha's hoarse voice. "Hello, Sister Sally, she fell down the stairs... Are you really that heartless? Wuwu..." Yusha's low sobs turned into uncontrollable cries.
Qiu Ruolan trembled her lips, her heart feeling as if it were being sliced by a knife. She wanted to speak, but the phone was taken away by a hand, hung up, and gently placed on the table.
The apartment door was pushed open, and Wang Shaowu rushed in, looking disheveled. He carried a huge briefcase and brushed past Liu Jian, heading straight for Qiu Mowen.
On the way here, Kedan's confidant had already informed him of everything that had happened. He took out a pile of documents and glanced at the listless Qiu Ruolan.
He smiled lightly and said humorously, "I didn't expect you to have to die again!"
However, this humor did not lighten the atmosphere; instead, it became even colder. Wang Shaowu had to wrap it up himself. He organized the documents neatly and changed to a serious expression. "Shall we begin... This time you are going to handle Qiu Hai's inheritance?"
Qiu Mowen nodded gently.
...
Five days later
Qiu Mowen's memorial service was held at Qiu Mansion, with the memorial hall set up in the courtyard. Autumn Wind stood by the window and could see everything happening at the memorial service.
Jolie, dressed in black, thanked the guests coming and going. Behind her were some distant relatives of the Qiu family that Autumn Wind had never seen before.
Kedan, fearing someone might cause trouble, lined up countless subordinates along the roadside, stretching from the Qiu family's entrance all the way to Liu Jian's house.
Yu walked over to Autumn Wind's side in a long black coarse cloth dress. Standing side by side with Autumn Wind, she followed her gaze and asked, "Aren't you going to see him off this time?"
"Is it necessary? He's not really leaving..." Autumn Wind's voice was low; if she spoke another half-word, tears might fall.
Yu was left speechless by Autumn Wind's brief words. It turned out she really understood everything. Yu bit her lower lip, turned her back to the windowsill, and the words spun around on her lips several times before she finally managed to say, "If you don't show up, those media reporters will write whatever they want!"
Autumn Wind scoffed lightly, "Write whatever? They wouldn't even know that Qiu Hai and Qiu Mowen are the same person!" Her cold laugh carried a bitter smile as tears welled up in her eyes. She stepped lightly in front of Yu, pressing her face against hers. "Did you know a long time ago?"
Yu sensed Autumn Wind's displeasure. "No, I found out five years ago. Mr. Ke originally wanted me to inform you! I have no heart!" Yu maintained eye contact with Autumn Wind during the first half of her sentence, but by the second half, she turned her head away like a startled quail.
Upon hearing Yu's words, Autumn Wind suddenly laughed again and returned to the window. "Do they still think I don't know anything?"
What does that mean? Yu quickly moved to the window. At the end of her line of sight were Qiu Ruolan, Wang Ling, and Wang Jiaru. All three wore large sunglasses; Qiu Ruolan had a camellia in her hair, just like when Grandma left. The huge sunglasses concealed any expression on her face.
Autumn Wind's gaze shifted as she spotted Wang Jiaru. It was obvious that she was barefaced today, yet her delicate face had a hint of redness. She walked slowly behind Wang Ling toward Jolie, and the two women gently embraced each other. Autumn Wind squinted her eyes for a moment and saw an unusual scene: Wang Jiaru was actually smiling; indeed, the corners of her mouth were turned upward...
This surprised Autumn Wind. She turned to look at Yu; since Yu wore glasses for far-sightedness, if she saw it too...
"What did you just see?" Autumn Wind's voice was low, but as soon as she spoke, she regretted it; at this moment, Yu would surely start imagining things or have hallucinations from longing.
Unexpectedly, Yu replied, "Hmm, I saw it too; that woman is smiling!"
This meant it wasn't just her imagination—what was going on?
In the midst of Autumn Wind's shock, two police cars with sirens blaring rushed in. Everyone attending the memorial service froze simultaneously, the heavy atmosphere instantly turning chaotic as they all exclaimed, "What happened? What happened?"
The police cars stopped at the entrance of Qiu Mansion. Chen Guoliang was the first to get out of the vehicle, and the officers from the two police cars gathered in front of their vehicles. After forming a line, they marched into the mourning hall. Under Chen Guoliang's lead, the officers bowed deeply three times to Qiu Hai's portrait.
Then they approached Jolie. As Jolie prepared to return the gesture, unexpectedly, Chen Guoliang pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. His voice was low; Autumn Wind couldn't hear what he said, but from Jolie's expression, it was clear that the situation was serious.
Jolie stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. Two police officers immediately stepped forward and placed handcuffs on her.
A wave of disbelief rippled through the crowd. A figure pushed through the throng towards the exit. When she finally reached the door and was about to open her car door, a large hand pressed down on her car lock.
"Sister Wang? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" It was Liu Jian!
"I'm not! I just forgot to grab something!" Wang Jiaru retorted defensively, refusing to loosen her grip on Liu Jian's hand. "Let go! I need to get something!"
However, Liu Jian showed no signs of backing down. His eyes glinted fiercely as he tightened his grip even more.
Just as the two were locked in a standoff, Chen Guoliang's powerful voice rang out from behind them, "I'm sorry, Sister Wang, but you might not be able to get anything now!"
Turning around, Wang Jiaru was met with an arrest warrant. Her legs went weak as she thought to herself that this was it; she collapsed onto the ground.
Two female officers stepped forward to pull her up from the floor. After securing her handcuffs, they escorted her into the police car.
Chen Guoliang shook hands with Liu Jian, then turned and left.
Wang Ling, still in shock over Jolie being taken away, turned around only to see her own daughter being led away by the police. "Ily, ily, what happened?" She tried to step forward to ask but suddenly found herself unable to breathe.
"Mr. Wang! Mr. Wang! What's wrong? Call an ambulance!"
"Call an ambulance!"
Qiu Ruolan followed the ambulance and accompanied Wang Ling to the hospital. Qiu Hai's relatives scattered like a flock of crows after Jolie was taken away, and the guests gradually left, leaving only Liu Jian, Kedan, Kedan's subordinates, Old Cheng, and the servants standing in the courtyard.
After Kedan made some simple arrangements, Old Cheng led the servants to start tidying up. Holding Qiu Hai's memorial photo, Old Cheng's tears fell like rain. Liu Jian walked over to comfort him.
However, Old Cheng spoke first, "Mr. Liu, I know this young master hasn't left; I know this young master hasn't left!"
This young master? Liu Jian was taken aback. He wanted to ask further but was stopped by Kedan, who patted Old Cheng on the shoulder, signaling him to return to the villa.
Watching Old Cheng's sorrowful figure, Liu Jian's throat tightened. He reached out and pointed at Old Cheng, "Just now, this young master?"
"Yes, it's this young master. If someone is impersonating you, your Old Li would definitely know!" Kedan said seriously while staring at Liu Jian. He sighed deeply, "But none of that matters now; what's important is what you should say to her!" He lifted his chin toward Autumn Wind's window. "Have you thought about it? She's been standing there!"
Liu Jian followed Kedan's gaze and indeed saw Autumn Wind standing tall like the Statue of Liberty, quietly overlooking everything that had just happened.
Seeing Liu Jian enter Autumn Wind's room, the fish wisely retreated.
Taking a deep breath, Liu Jian walked over to Autumn Wind. However, she showed no intention of engaging with him. He cleared his throat and initiated the conversation himself, "You've been standing here for quite a while, haven't you?"
Autumn Wind remained silent.
"Aren't you curious why Jolie and Wang Jiaru were taken away just now?" Not receiving a response from Autumn Wind, Liu Jian continued, "Don't you want to know where the real Qiu Hai went?"
Autumn Wind still did not speak.
Liu Jian forced a smile. "Ervin's external injuries have stabilized in Taipei; however, his leukemia cannot afford any delay. He found a matching bone marrow donor in America—yes, it’s his friend Qiu Hai. The surgery went smoothly; what no one expected was that after Qiu Hai completed the bone marrow transplant for Ervin and was discharged from the hospital, he got into an accident..."
Liu Jian paused for a moment, looking into Autumn Wind's eyes, but Autumn Wind still showed no reaction. "Later, Ervin learned with the help of friends that Qiu Hai's car accident was planned by Jolie and Wang Jiaru. However, both of them had already returned to Taipei at that time, and there was no evidence. To avenge Qiu Hai, Ervin disguised himself as him!"
"As for the car accident that happened again five years later, actually..." Liu Jian wanted to explain Qiu Mowen's departure once more. He looked at Autumn Wind, and this time Autumn Wind's body suddenly shook.
"I don't want to hear it!" Autumn Wind's voice was almost a shout.
Liu Jian was taken aback. "You... you don't want to know where he is now?"
Autumn Wind smiled lightly. "He left in this way; do I still need to be curious about anything?" She looked at Liu Jian; this was the first time she directly faced him since their fallout. "In fact, living a little confused can also be quite happy. He may have never come back, or perhaps he will never leave!"
The phone on the bedside table rang. Autumn Wind walked over lightly and unlocked her phone. It was a message from an unfamiliar number, containing only one short line: This time I really have left.
Autumn Wind smiled faintly and reached into her lingerie storage box to take out a telescope, looking towards the opposite room as she used to.
"I know he will come back!"
(THE END)
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