"It’s up to you, you decide."
He chose a high-end restaurant and requested a private room.
Throughout the meal, An Xin behaved appropriately, showing her admiration for him without being overly frivolous.
Tang Yuchen looked up at her with a deep gaze, his lips curling into a charming smile as he said, "I’ve always had a question I wanted to ask you."
"Why wasn’t it you who married me, instead of An Ruo? An Ruo is just a niece adopted by your father, and you are the true heiress of the An Family. So why did you choose to let her marry me?"
An Xin smiled, her tone tinged with regret, "Back then, I didn’t know you, and father thought that since An Ruo had no background and would not stand out in the future, he decided to have her marry you. It was only after I met you a few times that I started to like you. If I had known I would like you, I would definitely have fought for the chance to marry you."
"I see." Tang Yuchen picked up his teacup and took a light sip, the corners of his mouth forming an elegant curve.
"Perhaps this is fate playing tricks on us. You had An Ruo marry me, but she doesn’t like me, and I dislike her temperament. In the end, I find myself more interested in you. An Xin, you are a very interesting woman, much more so than the rigid An Ruo."
Hearing his words, almost a confession, An Xin’s mind heated up, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.
So, this was the feeling of being liked by someone she liked — excitement, joy, as if she had gained the whole world.
She put down her chopsticks, deciding to tell him about her pregnancy.
Perhaps if she told him now, he would choose to accept the child, although she had originally planned to wait until the child was more visibly developed before telling him.
"Young Master Chen, there’s something I need to tell you."
"What is it?" Tang Yuchen slightly raised his eyebrows.
Suddenly, Tang Yuchen’s phone rang, and he gestured for her to hold her words. Answering the phone, he listened for a few seconds, his expression suddenly turning grave.
"Really? Where is the person now?" he asked in a deep voice to the person on the other line.
An Xin’s eyelashes trembled as she quickly lowered her eyes and picked up her teacup to drink.
Had An Ruo been discovered?
"Alright, I got it, I’ll be right there."
After hanging up, the man frowned as he stood up, "I have an emergency, I must leave. You go home by yourself later."
"What happened?" she asked with concern.
"I’m not sure yet, I’ll tell you about it later." Saying this hurriedly, Tang Yuchen left.
He left in a hurry, clearly something bad had happened.
At that moment, An Xin felt panicked and unsettled. She was worried that An Ruo had been discovered — more so, she feared that An Ruo was not yet dead.
Thinking it over, she took out another phone and dialed Brother Qiang’s number, "An Ruo might have been discovered. Send someone to check around Jianan Mountain and inform me immediately of any updates."
At the base of Jianan Mountain, there were some old houses yet to be demolished. Halfway up the slope, people were still farming the lands.
According to a TV report, a local resident went to the mountains to farm early in the morning and spotted a vague figure lying at the foot of the mountain.
He boldly approached, confirming that it indeed was a person — a gruesomely disfigured person.
Upon receiving the alert, the police arrived at the scene and immediately sealed off the news.
Currently, reporters could only gather from the residents’ accounts that it was a woman, but her identity was unknown. She likely had been a victim of foul play and thrown down from the top of the mountain.