Chapter 228 Two Kinds of Life

Chapter 228 Two Lives
Kang Yu looked grimly, looked at Bian Yue, and said anxiously: "For the time being. The call cannot be connected for the time being."

Bian Yue stared at Kang Yu and repeated slowly, her voice full of repression: "What do you mean I can't get through?"

Kang Yu's expression became more and more embarrassed. He looked at Bian Yue for a long time, hesitating to speak, and then whispered: "Boss Bian, I... I actually don't know where Mr. Shen is now."

Bian Yue's mind went blank for a moment, and many bad thoughts flooded into her mind.

She clenched her fists subconsciously and spoke with trepidation, "Does he not want me to find him?"

Kang Woo didn't know how to answer.

Bian Yue pursed her lips, took out her cell phone, and called Shen Jinci, but the line was also busy.

Bian Yue was still very young that year. She and Shen Jinci had a quarrel for the first time, and the price she paid was the sudden loss of the whereabouts of her beloved.

Bian Yue had no way of accepting such a price. A sweet taste welled up in her throat. She looked at Kang Yu stubbornly and said, "Tell me Shen Zhaoli's address!"

Late at night, Shen Zhaoli was awakened from his dream by the continuous vibration of his cell phone.

When Shen Zhaoli saw Bian Yue's name on the caller ID, he thought it was an illusion.

He frowned and answered the call in confusion, "Bian Yue? It's so late, you..."

"I'm downstairs at your house."

Shen Zhaoli was completely awake.

The hall is brightly lit in the quiet night.

Shen Zhaoli scratched his hair and asked tentatively, "Tell me, why did you come to see me so late?"

"I can't get through to Jin Ci." Bian Yue said softly. She looked at Shen Zhaoli with red eyes. "He should have gotten off the plane by now, right? Why can't I contact him?"

"Maybe something delayed him. I heard that his schedule is quite full. Anyway, don't worry, he will be back soon." Shen Zhaoli avoided the main point and teased with a smile: "I don't know what you are worried about. Why can't you leave him so much?"

"Which country did he go to? I want to go find him." Bian Yue spoke each word with determination, "Now, right now."

"Bian Yue, won't you disturb his work if you go over there now? How about this, I'll help you contact him, and you can tell him what you want to say over the phone." Shen Zhaoli suggested, "This way, Shen Jinci won't have to be distracted, and you won't have to make any trouble, isn't it the best of both worlds?"

"Shen Zhaoli, tell me the truth, is Shen Jinci going there to discuss business?"

Bian Yue's eyes were moist, and her voice was choked with sobs. Under the surface of firmness, she was already shaky and panic-stricken. She said, "I think he will be in danger. I must see him now, so that I can feel at ease. Zhao Li, please, tell him where he is, okay?"

Shen Zhaoli didn't know how to answer.

He felt reluctant, but his reason made him suppress it. He smiled at Bian Yue and said, "Oh, you must be overthinking it. How about this? You should have a good rest first. When you wake up, I will definitely contact Shen Jinci and won't let you worry any more. What do you think?"

Bian Yue also saw that Shen Zhaoli didn't want to go to Shen Jinci by himself. If it was just Kang Yu, Bian Yue could comfort herself that maybe the trip was kept secret and Kang Yu knew nothing about it. But now, Shen Zhaoli was using the same delaying tactics, and she had to suspect that maybe Shen Jinci didn't want to see him by himself.

Or maybe, he was in danger now, and for the so-called truth, he was making himself vulnerable to attack from all sides. Both possibilities were unbearable for Bian Yue.

Tears fell from her eyes, and she whispered, "Zhao Li, don't lie to me. When I wake up, please help me contact Jin Ci."

Shen Zhaoli sighed in his heart and said, "Okay, I promise you."

At this time, Wen Jiao woke up in the middle of the night and saw Wei Shuqian sitting next to her with a complex and dark look in his eyes.

After the two of them talked it out, although there were no more arguments and conflicts like before, they still didn't communicate much.

Some truths themselves are actually enough to hurt people.

Wen Jiao hadn't seen Wei Shuqian in her room for a long time. In fact, he moved to the side bedroom next to her so as not to disturb her easily.

The two said they were a newlywed couple, but they still lacked a lot of intimacy and communication.

Wen Jiao blinked and stared at Wei Shuqian in astonishment, a little surprised, "Why are you here today?"

"I have to go on a business trip and may not be back for some days, Jiaojiao." Wei Shuqian paused. He held Wen Jiao's hand calmly and looked at the ring on it with a complicated expression.

Wen Jiao sat up and looked at him in surprise, obviously puzzled, "What are you looking at?"

"Jiaojiao." Wei Shuqian frowned, and gently stroked the ring on Wen Jiao's finger with his fingertips. He said, "Do you like this ring?"

Wen Jiao was stunned for a while, then frowned, "What? If you like it, can you buy me a new one?"

"If you don't like it, just take it off." Wei Shuqian let go of Wen Jiao's hand. Under the dim light, he looked into Wen Jiao's bright and clear eyes. She was still so proud of her beauty, exactly the same as he remembered.

But Wei Shuqian was no longer the person who forced himself to stand in front of Wen Jiao with only his determination and hatred.

So, he paused in front of Wen Jiao's puzzled expression, and then said, "If you don't like it, you can take it off."

He kept repeating himself, and no matter how dumb Wen Jiao was, she could still tell something was wrong. She said in a deep voice, "Wei Shuqian, I hate it when people are self-touching. Just say what you want to say!"

"I haven't mentioned to you about my days abroad, right?" Wei Shuqian paused, suddenly raised his hand, and slowly touched Wen Jiao's face. His action was so gentle that Wen Jiao's originally angry face became dazed.

She responded to his words, her voice also light, "You didn't mention it."

Wei Shuqian smiled and put down his hand. "Yeah, I didn't mention it. At that time, I almost died several times. It was a very bad place, violent, bloody, and full of fighting. I struggled in it, and many times I ran around to complete the so-called tasks. There was not a single piece of my body that was intact."

"Stop talking." Wen Jiao interrupted him, pursed her lips, and said in a low voice with a complicated expression: "Wei Shuqian, stop talking."

"Jiaojiao, I'm not telling you this because I want you to sympathize with me. I just want to tell you that ever since I stepped into that place, we are no longer from the same world. Even though I'm in a high position now, it's still an underground world that cannot be seen in the light of day, and you, you don't belong to this world."

Wen Jiao felt cold. She sneered to hide her panic and retorted sharply, "Wei Shuqian, am I suddenly not part of your world today?"