Hello, Heir

She shivered, feeling cold from head to toe and on the inside as well as on the outside. She couldn’t help but hug herself and rub her hands along her arms.

She stamped her feet on the ground, then started to run again.

It seemed like she would have to return to Lin Xi’er’s tomorrow. As for tonight, she would have to grin and bear it.

Mother Lin had a heart condition. If she was awoken in the middle of the night, she would feel anxious for the whole of the next day.

She jogged along the road and finally saw a 24/7 convenience store along the road.

She rushed toward it.

It was pretty late at night, and there was no one in the convenience store. The employee was dozing off but woke up when he heard the entrance door being opened as Zhuang Nainai entered.

Zhuang Nainai nodded at him, then pretended to shop for something that she needed.

She browsed the aisles, pausing every now and then. The employee sat down and started to doze off again. It was only then when Zhuang Nainai was comfortable walking to the seat next to the window and sitting down.

She observed the tranquil night view of the neighborhood through the window.

This was the path that she had to take every day on her way to work. However, the familiar roads and sector seemed a little lonesome at night.

There were no sounds in the vicinity. Instead, the song “Unable to Make Out What’s on Your Mind” by the singer Ding Dang was on loop in the convenience store. The sorrowful key was oppressively quiet and clean.

I’m unable to figure out

What’s on your mind when you’re silent — sometimes it’s benign and sometimes it’s not

I don’t want to keep questioning you about it

Let asking each other questions become the means in which we lock our hearts away from each other

I’m unable to figure out

If co-existing is more lonely than being apart

Both of us are just living one day at a time

And we’re unable to feel if each touch is really warm

If maintaining a distance

Is the freedom that you desire

Then I would rather go back to living alone

If being ambivalent

Is your excuse

Then I would rather have treated you insincerely from the beginning.

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Being unable to guess. She was also unable to guess at his intentions.

They had undoubtedly made up with each other a couple of days ago, and she had even thought that they would live happily ever after. She had been expecting a child in the future. However, he had suddenly become so cold today. He seemed to have no trust in her at all.

She was unable to hold back the tears that she had been suppressing for a while. The tears suddenly began streaming from her cheeks, as though the floodgates had been opened. She could not stop the tears either.

She was such a person — blankly staring at the window and wailing.

She was really willing to return to her single life and she really would have rather not loved him at all.

Why had they… become like this?

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Somewhere not far away from the window, a Maybach quietly stopped in the dark of the night.

Si Zhengting was sitting at the driver’s seat and observing her figure.

She clasped her hands tightly over her mouth, then cried like a child. Her shoulders shook as she cried, and it seemed like she was unable to stop it.

This scene made his heart clench violently.

His face and arms tensed. Every time her shoulders shook and every time a tear fell, he felt as though poison was corroding his heart.

He wasn’t sure how long she had been crying before he could take it no longer. He was planning to alight and hug her tightly in his embrace when she suddenly stood up and raced to the entrance of the convenience store. Then, she started jogging.

Si Zhengting didn’t know where she was going. He started up his car and tailed her slowly.

As Si Zhengting followed her, the roads seemed to get more familiar. He suddenly realized that she wanted to go to…

Zhuang Nainai had jogged all the way to her destination. The tears on her face had been dried by the wind. She didn’t know where the strength to jog for an hour had come from, but she finally arrived at her destination.