"At the very least, she should’ve known from the start what Yu Xiuzhun was planning, yet she never thought to inform you."
"...."
Qin Youxuan fell silent.
Her cat-like eyes glimred as she looked at Dan Hanjie, "The videos and photos you found from Yu Xiuzhun before—can you give them to ?"
"...."
Dan Hanjie didn’t expect her to suddenly bring this up. He paused slightly, then pointed to the shelf in the study.
Following his gaze, Qin Youxuan looked over and noticed a box placed conspicuously on the bookshelf.
She walked forward, picked it up, and opened it. As expected, it was those things.
Had he been keeping them here all along?
"You were angry with at the ti. I knew you definitely wouldn’t co back. This spot, apart from you, no one else can access. It’s all the sa where I put it."
"...."
Qin Youxuan’s throat tightened, and she couldn’t utter a word.
Her heart swirled with a bittersweet feeling. To say she wasn’t moved would be a lie.
But when the sentintal words reached her lips, she couldn’t bring herself to say them.
"You want to return those things to Ye Mingi?" Dan Hanjie raised his brows. "If she’s really with Yu Xiuzhun now, she might not even care."
"I don’t know if she cares, but I made her a promise. As long as you still have the items, I’d find a way to get them back for her. Handing them over—how she chooses to deal with them is up to her."
Qin Youxuan’s expression remained indifferent.
Dan Hanjie pinched her waist, then leaned in to nip at her earlobe. "You trust her so much, but have you considered that maybe she’s truly fallen for it—and tead up with Yu Xiuzhun to stab you in the back?"
"Don’t talk like that..." Qin Youxuan pushed his head away, her cheeks faintly flushed. "It’s not that I trust her; I trust my father. Despite how much Ye Mingi may have done wrong, she shouldn’t forget everything the Ye Family gave her. She cared about my father deeply—she wouldn’t make mistake after mistake."
"...."
Dan Hanjie narrowed his devilish eyes but said no more.
....
"Mingi, why haven’t you gone to the office yet today?" Su Yiru pushed open the door and looked at Ye Mingi, who was staring blankly at the vanity table, surprised.
"I’m about to head out." Ye Mingi snapped back to her senses abruptly, replying hastily.
After speaking, she stood up from the vanity table.
Glancing at the ti, she realized she was already late for work. No wonder her mom was questioning her.
"What’s wrong? You’ve seed so distracted these past few days. Are you feeling unwell?" Su Yiru, concerned, walked over and placed a hand on her forehead.
Ye Mingi quickly pulled her hand down and forced a faint smile.
"I’m fine. Maybe it’s because yesterday was Dad’s death anniversary. I was missing him, so I overslept a little and felt a bit dizzy." Ye Mingi casually made up an excuse to brush off Su Yiru, grabbed her bag, and headed toward the door.
"Mom, I’m running late. I’ll head to the company first. If there’s anything, let’s talk when I’m back."
"Take care of yourself. Your health is important. If you’re feeling unwell, go to the hospital for a checkup." Su Yiru called out to her retreating figure.
Ye Mingi didn’t even turn her head, rushing straight out of the Ye Family’s front door.
Once she was in the car, she slumped onto the steering wheel, letting out a prolonged sigh.
After returning to the Ye Family last night, she hadn’t been able to fall asleep.
The scenes at Zhi Shang kept replaying in her mind.
She knew that calling at that ti wouldn’t have made any difference—on the contrary, it would have made Qin Youxuan suspicious of her relationship with Yu Xiuzhun. After hesitating for a long ti, she ultimately chose not to call.
But just thinking about how she had been by Yu Xiuzhun’s side while he was up to his sches, the pangs of guilt had kept Ye Mingi awake all night.
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