Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The chauffeur stepped aside respectfully, while the two bodyguards stood tall and still next to him.
Lu Nanze looked at the cemetery grounds with an abstruse expression. He slowly lowered his gaze.
Then he strode through the entrance.
Qiao Lian had lost track of the time that she had been sitting there next to the graves. She finally stood up and said as she looked at her parents’ tombstones, “Dad, Mom, I’m home for good this time. I won’t be returning to Beijing. I’ll be here in Suzhou investigating the truth of what happened eight years ago. I’m leaving now for today, I’ll look for a place to stay. I’ll be back in a few days to see you again.”
She stood up after saying this, picked up her suitcase and headed towards the other entrance of the cemetery.
Just as she disappeared around the corner, Lu Nanze appeared and walked to the graves.
He stood before Dad Qiao and Mom Qiao’s tombstones, looking steadily at them with his dark and deep eyes.
However, as he slowly approached them, he froze.
There was a familiar scent in the air.
He focused his energy to breathe in the scent, but a gust of wind blew past.
At once, the familiar scent vanished.
The man smiled bitterly.
The normally arrogant man sounded a little helpless now as he spoke, “Uncle and Auntie, I actually thought I had caught a whiff of Lian Lian. I must be going mad.”
“Uncle and Auntie, how have you been lately?”
After leaving the cemetery, Qiao Lian hailed a cab.
It was late, so she found a hotel to stay the night.
Then she started to look through room rental ads on the internet.
This time she was returning to Suzhou, she was planning to stay for the long haul.
She chewed her instant noodles as she went through the ads.
As she ate, all of a sudden, that feeling of nausea came back.
She stood up immediately and dashed to the restroom. She threw up once again.
She felt better once she had emptied her stomach of content.
She sat on the sofa in a daze and stared blankly ahead.
Was it just her stomach giving her problems or was she pregnant?
And if she were pregnant, was she going to keep this child?
Qiao Lian furrowed her brow as this thought struck her.
Nevermind, she would make a decision once she was sure of what it was.
At this thought, she got changed and went downstairs. She went to a pharmacy and got a pregnancy test kit.
Back in the hotel room, she tossed the kit aside.
She continued to look through the room rental ads as well as the job ads.
Having left the Shen family, she did not have much money with her.
Since she had chosen to get a divorce, she had no wish to take a single cent from Shen Liangchuan.
With limited savings, she would have to find a means of survival.
As she contemplated this, an email suddenly arrived in her mailbox.
She paused and opened it. It was an email from Gao Youming.
Ever since her identity as Forget Chuan and Mrs. Shen had been exposed, Gao Youming had not been in touch much.
Actually, it had been a long time since they had last paired up as game commentators.
Why was Gao Youming looking for her?
In the email, he asked her to return his call when she had a moment, as he hadn’t been able to get through to her.
She remembered she had removed her Beijing SIM card from her phone earlier today. Quickly, she picked up the hotel phone and dialed Gao Youming’s number.
The line was connected. Qiao Lian said, “Hey, it’s me.”