He Jingyao was still wearing his pajamas when he walked out, and he casually closed the door behind him.
He leaned against the door, his voice carrying a touch of faint annoyance, "Why did you come? Or rather, how did you know I was here?"
Ye Shutong looked up at him and smiled, "I saw your bodyguard here, and he brought in breakfast. I knew you must be here."
He Jingyao snorted lightly, "Miss Ye’s dedication is truly touching."
Ye Shutong watched him, silent.
It was her first time seeing He Jingyao at home. Although the man was wearing shapeless pajamas that took away some of his sharp, imposing aura, they added a touch of laziness and sexiness.
His brows faintly carried a hint of satisfaction, as if he had had a very good night.
At that thought, Ye Shutong’s expression changed.
"I... I saw a woman yesterday who looked a lot like Su Zixi. Did you know?" she asked, staring intently at him.
He Jingyao’s expression remained unchanged, pulling up the corners of his mouth slightly, "Oh? Did you find out her identity?"
At this, a hint of irritation flashed across Ye Shutong’s face, "Almost... but she really looked similar. Aren’t you interested at all?"
He Jingyao smiled, "Miss Ye, what exactly is your motive in coming here to tell me this news? If she really is Su Zixi, wouldn’t that lessen your chances even more?"
Ye Shutong was silent for a moment, then suddenly asserted, "You already knew, didn’t you? And... you’ve already met her, right?"
"Actually, she is inside," He Jingyao said with a half-smile curling his lips.
Ye Shutong’s face turned deathly pale, "How is that possible? If she is Su Zixi, then she must have lost her memory!"
"Miss Ye, you underestimate me too much," the man said lazily. "Even if she doesn’t remember me, that won’t stop me from winning her over again."
Ye Shutong bit her lip hard, unable to speak for a long time.
"Miss Ye, whether Su Zixi is alive or not, whether I love her or not, it actually has no impact on our relationship, because I am not interested in you at all," He Jingyao’s tone was icily distant, "If your past persistence was because I had no other choice, what about now? Su Zixi has returned. Do you still insist on continuing?"
"He Jingyao..." For the first time, her eyes showed a trace of sorrowful emotion, "I didn’t lose to her. I lost... to you!"
He Jingyao looked at her, smiled faintly, "If thinking that way makes you feel better, then you are right."
Ye Shutong stared blankly at him, then suddenly dropped a cold statement, "He Jingyao, you’ll regret this!"
The corners of the man’s lips curled up in a mocking arc, but he remained silent.
Finally unable to stand it any longer, Ye Shutong turned and walked away briskly, heading back to her car.
She sat in the driver’s seat, panting heavily, her body trembling slightly. She instinctively reached for the medication bottle, but her hand found emptiness.
At this point, did she still need to continue taking this medication?
But she had struggled so hard for four years, given so much, and yet this was the result she obtained. How could she possibly accept it?
Ye Shutong stared at her slightly trembling hands, suddenly laughed, but as she laughed, tears fell.
After Ye Shutong left, He Jingyao turned around, pushed the door open, and walked back into the house, catching a glimpse of a hurried figure.