Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
There was a card in each package.
All the content was similar.
[Chuan Zi, how are you?]
[Shen Liangchuan, do you remember Soul Fighter?]
All the content, every card, was a reminder to Shen Liangchuan of Soul Fighter, who had died eight years ago.
Qiao Lian’s pupils shrank as she looked at the notes in disbelief.
She felt a chill run down her spine and she shivered.
After a moment, as though suddenly realizing something, she quickly tossed the cards on the desk and dashed into the bedroom.
She heard the sound of running water in the bathroom. He was still showering.
She heaved a sigh of relief.
She sat on the bed and quietly stared ahead.
She had no idea what was going on with Shen Liangchuan, but the content of all the cards was a reminder of Soul Fighter’s death.
He had died the day after Shen Liangchuan and her were supposed to have met. Was this a coincidence or...
Qiao Lian bit her lip.
She knew that Shen Liangchuan hadn’t been in his best state of mind, and it might have something to do with her.
But it was only now that she could be sure that it had to do with her.
She clenched her fists tightly and wasn’t sure what to do next.
Then she sighed deeply in relief.
Fortunately, Shen Liangchuan had been recovering.
He hadn’t taken a sleeping pill once while they were in Hainan for the week. Basically, he hadn’t had trouble sleeping.
If that continued, would his insomnia disappear?
At this thought, she stood up.
She paced to and fro restlessly a few times.
She kept thinking, what could be wrong with Shen Liangchuan?
What happened eight years ago?
Suddenly, she halted in the midst of her thoughts.
Her gaze fell on the bathroom door.
She could hear the water running, but she didn’t hear any movements from Shen Liangchuan.
Shen frowned deeply and, with a puzzled expression, walked over to knock on the bathroom door. “Shen Liangchuan?”
The sound of running water.
She knocked again, calling him, “Shen Liangchuan, what are you doing? You’ve been showering for a long time. Come out.”
Suddenly, she had a bad feeling.
She quickly pushed the bathroom door and saw that the shower head was turned out, but Shen Liangchuan was slumped on the ground.
He was sitting on the floor, and his upper body was leaned against the wall with his head slightly turned. He wasn’t moving.
Qiao Lian widened her eyes in fright and took a step forward before she dashed over to him. “Shen Liangchuan! Shen Liangchuan, what’s wrong?!”
Where her warm hands touched, his skin was cold.
It meant that he had been unconscious for some time.
With trembling fingers, she extended her hand and placed a finger under his nose to feel his breath.
She sighed with relief when she realized he was still breathing.
But the next moment, she started shouting, “Mom! Auntie Li! Mom!”
It was late at night when the ambulance arrived at the villa.
At the same time, Shen Zihao, who had just finished his dinner, was being berated by Shen Xiu.
“You actually went to Hainan with that tr*mp! Why didn’t you say a word about this?! Are you going to recognize this woman as your mother? Don’t you know that Shen Liangchuan is trying to take the Shen family’s assets? And you get so close to them, are you out of your mind?!”