“Doesn’t this car look a lot like the one in the surveillance footage?”
At that, Zhou Yi quickly compared the two sets of information.
He was a little surprised. It looked like the same car.
The license plate numbers weren’t complete, but the parts they could see all matched.
Could it be…?
“Third Young Master, was that girl the one from that night?”
Zhou Yi still couldn’t believe that the person who’d taken advantage of Third Young Master that night was a girl.
He’d thought it was some pervert pretending to be a woman!
“Surprised?”
Ye Jingxiao furrowed his brow, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.
“No, no. It’s just… Third Young Master, you weren’t allergic?”
That night, apart from being a little weak, Third Young Master hadn’t broken out in a rash or shown any of his usual signs of an allergic reaction.
“Only to her.”
“That’s a good thing.”
Zhou Yi clenched both fists in excitement. “Third Young Master, you won’t die alone after all.”
Ye Jingxiao: “…”
“Third Young Master, you can finally be like a normal person. You don’t have to worry about never having children, either.”
Ye Jingxiao: “…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll go back right now and put together a guide to winning a girl’s heart. I guarantee—”
Before he could finish, Zhou Yi felt a chill in the air.
“Third Young Master, what’s wrong?”
“Do you think she’ll be with me just because I pursue her?”
“Of course. You’re Ye Jingxiao.”
Ye Jingxiao thought back to that night. She didn’t seem interested in him at all.
She hadn’t wanted his black card.
He’d lost control and kissed her, and she’d slapped him twice.
He wasn’t going to pursue her. Women would only slow down his money-making.
But if Old Master Ye pushed him too hard, he could ask her to be his wife for a year.
Still, judging by what had happened that night—and given that she was Su Zekai’s only daughter—money wouldn’t be enough to buy himself a good employee.
“Find out where she is. I want to meet her.”
“Understood.”
Ye Jingxiao looked over Si Nanyuan’s information again.
She was pretty capable, taking unflattering pictures of me.
Zhou Yi had only taken two steps when he stopped suddenly. “Third Young Master, Mr. Nan is in Kyoto. Are you sure you don’t want to see him? He’s confident he can treat your illness.”
Even though there was now a girl in the world who didn’t trigger Third Young Master’s allergies, what if he got married and had children someday—and had a daughter who was mischievous enough to jump all over him?
“Fine. Set up a time with him.”
“I’ll arrange it.”
Zhou Yi’s tense heart finally eased. After all, Third Young Master really did have an imperial throne to inherit.
Kyoto Cemetery.
Su Zekai gazed at the photograph on the gravestone, his eyes reddening.
The car accident had disfigured Si Yirou. Although she’d later undergone reconstructive surgery, by the time she died, her face was still beyond recognition.
“Don’t worry. No matter how difficult our daughter is, I’ll raise her well and protect her. I won’t let anyone bully her.”
At his words, Si Nanyuan’s brows drew together slightly.
What kind of nonsense was that?
“I won’t make the same mistake of failing to trust her again. No matter what happens, I’ll always take our daughter’s side. I’ll never let her suffer the slightest grievance.”
Even if she’d come back to take my share of the family fortune and turn the Su family upside down.
Su Zekai only murmured that last part to himself; he didn’t say it aloud.
“A-Yuan, offer your mother some incense.”
“Okay.”
Si Nanyuan looked at the gravestone, her throat tightening.
The scene of her mother’s death surfaced in her mind again, along with everything recorded in her diary.
The despair of wanting to know the truth about her parent’s death had haunted her all this time.
Father and daughter stayed at the cemetery all morning, and only left at last.
“Ring…”
Si Nanyuan checked the incoming-call notification and answered.
“A-Yu.”
“Ye Jingxiao is looking for Mr. Nan to treat him. His people are looking for you, too. I’m guessing he’s figured out you were the one from that night.”
Shao Wanyu’s teasing voice came through the phone.
“Got it.”
Si Nanyuan’s lips curved into a lovely smile.
Ye Jingxiao, you’re too slow.
“When will you treat him?”
“In three days.”
“Okay.”
By the time they were nearly back at Dijing Garden, Su Zekai had begun to recover a little from his grief.
“A-Yuan, come to Su Group tomorrow. I’ll teach you how to do business, all right?”
“You want me to work at Su Group?”
Si Nanyuan’s refusal was written all over her face.
“Mm.”
“I don’t want to. If it’s convenient, could you give me my share of the inheritance in cash?”
Si Nanyuan made no effort to hide what she wanted.
Su Zekai smiled helplessly.
“You know, if I hadn’t realized I’d fallen in love with Rou’er, I would have thrown you out without giving you a single cent.”
Si Nanyuan thought it was ridiculous. What good was love that came too late?
Her mother had never gotten to enjoy any happiness.
As for Su Zekai not throwing her out, that did surprise her a little.
She’d wanted to go mad, but he’d snuffed out the spark.
“I don’t want much. Just my mother’s share.”
“And then? You’ll take the money and walk away?”
“Take a guess.”
Su Zekai’s gentle gaze turned serious. “You’re not planning to take over Su Group, are you? Take the money from me, then destroy it?”
Si Nanyuan put her hands behind her head, leaned back, and smiled mischievously. “It’s not out of the question.”
“Why?”
He hadn’t abandoned her; he simply hadn’t known she existed.
This child didn’t even bother pretending to like the Su family. Her dislike was plain on her face.
“Do you know that my mother didn’t just lose the use of her hand? She also lost her hearing in her right ear, and later went blind in her right eye?”
Su Zekai stared at her in shock.
“Everyone in your Su family said she’d struck it rich by marrying into a wealthy family. But the truth is, she could have stood on a much greater stage and let the world hear her music.
“You went into the wrong room, and she accidentally got pregnant. You thought taking responsibility meant marrying her.
“But did you ever consider that you’d actually brought her into hell?
“She lost her dreams. She was beaten so badly she couldn’t hear. And because her injuries went untreated for so long, she eventually lost sight in her right eye, too.
“She suffered every kind of indignity in your Su family, and you still said she’d gotten the better end of the deal.
“Those injuries were caused by Old Madam Su and Liu Wan. Things may have changed since then, but I don’t believe in being bullied and just putting up with it.
“All you ever say is that family harmony brings prosperity. To hell with family harmony. All it did was make my mother suffer.”
All the injuries to her body had made her mother’s life incredibly difficult.
Afraid that one day she might return to the Su family and be mistreated, her mother had made her learn all kinds of skills.
But medicine was the only thing she’d truly wanted to learn.
What a pity. She’d become an excellent doctor, but the patient she’d most wanted to treat was gone.
Hatred shone in Si Nanyuan’s eyes. Su Zekai opened his mouth, but in the end, said nothing.
He’d known Rou’er had injured her hand.
He hadn’t known about the rest.
Why hadn’t she told him?
“Let me out up ahead.”
“Where are you going?”
Alarm showed in Su Zekai’s eyes as he grabbed her hand.
“You know why I came back. Do you still want to keep me here?”
Clearly, taking Su Zekai straight to court would have been more to her advantage.
She’d considered provoking him, too, but this man always stayed gentle and refused to take the bait.
“A-Yuan, you can do whatever you want—even make Su Group cease to exist. Just don’t get your hands dirty.”
Si Nanyuan froze at his words.
What did he mean?
If she wanted to destroy his family, would he help her do it with everything he had?
Su Zekai, you’re even crazier than I am.