Early the next morning, Yue Xiaofang heard someone knocking on the door.
She thought it was Ma Qiang, and was wondering if the results had come out so quickly.
But when she opened the door, it was Yue Qingqing standing there.
"Qingqing, why are you here so early?"
Yue Qingqing asked back, "Auntie, did you come back particularly late last night? I seemed to hear the door closing when I woke up in the middle of the night."
Yue Xiaofang hurriedly shushed her, "Your grandmother is making pancakes in the kitchen, let’s not let her know about this."
Last night, when she came back, she tiptoed in, fearing her family would notice.
Unexpectedly, Qingqing’s ears were sharp enough to hear it.
This matter sounded too dangerous; Yue Xiaofang didn’t want her family to know, especially her mother.
The elderly woman already worried easily; if she found out, she probably wouldn’t be able to sleep.
Yue Xiaofang didn’t want such a situation to occur.
Yue Qingqing cooperatively lowered her voice, "Then what exactly happened?"
Yue Xiaofang has always liked and trusted her niece since she was little, she didn’t plan to evade and decided to tell her the truth.
"After leaving the company last night, someone followed me; it seemed like they were planning to kidnap me."
Seeing Yue Qingqing’s worried expression, she couldn’t help but smile, "Don’t worry, someone appeared and saved me; your aunt has a guardian angel, it’s all safe."
Yue Qingqing smiled and pursed her lips, "Was that person handsome?"
Yue Xiaofang was taken aback by the offbeat question, "Why?"
"Isn’t that how they play it in TV dramas? When the heroine is in danger, the handsome hero steps forward to save her from peril."
"You’re mocking your aunt, aren’t you?" Yue Xiaofang said, embarrassed, "At my age, it’s not about idol dramas; the person was a policeman just passing by."
"That’s really coincidental, then." Yue Qingqing winked at her aunt.
Yue Xiaofang felt both amused and helpless; the tension and faint fear she initially felt turned into a mix of amusement and helplessness.
It was as if it really became a TV drama scene, eventually turning danger into safety.
"Stop messing around, that policeman, you’ve seen him when you were little." Yue Xiaofang wasn’t sure if Yue Qingqing remembered, "You were very young back then, only around two or three years old, that uncle from Jinshan Village named Ma Qiang, helped get justice for my daughter."
"I remember! There was no forensic doctor at that time, he called up to get permission and borrowed a doctor to come over."
Later when Yue Qingqing mentioned it to Yan Sinian, she found out that the doctor invited at that time was actually Yan Qiying.
Brother Yan also came along.
Back then, if the third brother had asked a few more questions, who knows, they might have recognized each other early on.
But the third brother was cold-hearted and swift like the wind, leaving no chance for recognition between the two sides.
Yue Qingqing couldn’t help but marvel at the wonders of fate.
Yesterday, she had noticed something was off with her aunt’s mood, but upon closer observation, it seemed like the signs of falling in love.
Yue Qingqing decided to watch the situation quietly, fearing that her intervention might alter the destiny her aunt should rightfully have.
Thinking of the "hero saves the beauty" scenario, she hadn’t expected it to be such a coincidental past acquaintance.
The more Yue Qingqing thought about it, the more she felt fate was predetermined.
With her aunt’s current personality, dating seemed like a far-fetched idea.
She always worried others had ulterior motives, thinking marriage wasn’t suitable for her.
But Ma Qiang had shouldered the pressure to help her aunt gather evidence and had personally helped bury her child.
In a certain sense, Ma Qiang avenged her aunt, fulfilling her wish.
About him, perhaps her aunt’s views could change.
However, Yue Qingqing firmly believed everyone had their own fate.
Unless someone’s life was at risk, Yue Qingqing would never intervene and change someone’s fortune.
After all, blessings and misfortunes coexist; things that seem bad at the time might retrospectively be a lesson, driving people to progress with different encounters.
Therefore, Yue Qingqing decided not to interfere and would just observe.