The morning fog gradually dissipates.
The black Bentley glides slowly into a residential area, an older neighborhood, making the car’s appearance particularly eye-catching.
People passing by on their way to work can’t help but glance sideways at the man in the car.
The man wears a baseball cap, his chiseled face cold and expressionless.
He parks the car, his gaze landing on the third floor.
The curtains are drawn, concealing what’s inside, and Situ Yan waits for a mont, then pulls a phone out of his coat.
He dials a number given to him by Xia Xiaonuan.
However, the call goes unanswered for a long ti.
The brim of the hat conceals the man’s cold, angular profile, and the man slightly raises his eyes, looking at the window, frowning.
anwhile, in the room.
Qi Yue is lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. Last night, she had groggily answered Xia Xiaonuan’s call about this morning’s matters, but she had already forgotten it in her dreams.
In her dream, she is lying in a hospital, with a nurse helping her give birth.
She’s drenched in sweat, screaming and pushing, and finally, after a long struggle, she hears the sharp cry of a newborn, "Wah!"
"The child is born! Such a cute, beautiful child!" The nurse excitedly places the child in front of her.
Qi Yue is exhausted, sweating profusely, yet she can’t help but smile.
The air is thick with the sll of blood.
Qi Yue laughingly urges, "Quick, let see my child..."
The nurse smiles gently and quickly steps forward to hand her the baby.
Suddenly, two n in black burst into the room.
One of the n steps forward and snatches the baby from the nurse’s arms.
Qi Yue reaches out, but her hands grasp only emptiness.
Imdiately afterward, a tall, handso man walks in from outside. Qi Yue can’t see his face clearly, but she feels his extraordinary presence, his entire being exuding nobility.
She stands there dumbfounded as the man who took the baby hands it over to the aristocratic man.
"This is my child, I’m taking him with ."
After saying this, the man turns and leaves with the child.
Qi Yue freezes for a mont, then hurriedly yells, "No... don’t take my child! Give my child back! No!"
But... she can only mouth the words, her throat unable to produce any sound.
She tumbles off the bed, chasing after the man to reclaim her child, but... the man has long disappeared.
Lying back on the bed, Qi Yue vigorously shakes her head, her lips moving, finally letting out a cry, "Ah..."
Imdiately afterward, she suddenly opens her eyes.
On the floor in the corner, hidden under a pillow, a phone vibrates incessantly.
She can’t hear it, though; her mind is still filled with the terrifying scenes from her dream.
That man... she actually dreamt of that man!
Qi Yue reaches out, wipes her forehead, which is covered in cold sweat. Thinking of sothing, she quickly extends her hand to her abdon.
"It’s just a dream... it’s not real..."
She breathes heavily, muttering to herself.
Just then, suddenly, there is a knock at the door.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
Qi Yue is startled.
Who would co looking for her this early? Could it be... the landlord? Or soone here to collect the electricity bill? Or... is it that man?
No, it can’t be!
Qi Yue shakes her head. That person wouldn’t co looking for her when he’s never even t her!
Thinking this, Qi Yue quickly rolls out of bed.
"Coming!"
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