"I have a nursing home in the suburbs."
"Your father lives there?" Not quite a question.
Han Xianyun raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression not at all surprised.
But a trace of imperceptible surprise flickered in his eyes.
He knew she would eventually ask him for this.
As he spoke, his gaze was always elsewhere.
It was a gesture akin to reminiscing.
But also somewhat evasive.
Shang Ziqian considered himself to be on good terms with him, having grown up together.
And they were both a bit wild, talking about almost everything.
But this was something he had only just learned.
However, he was certain that Xie Jinyi had known for a long time.
In fact, she was the one who had helped him overcome his inner demons.
It was no wonder she depended on him so much.
Salvation in the abyss, how many could let go?
"Then I wish her well," Shang Ziqian said, "There are so many lovers in the world, and only a few can truly be together in the end."
-
The next afternoon, "Dream Chasing Youth" officially announced on Weibo that the final guest star would be Xie Jinyi.
That evening, Wen Tingxue received a package from the same city.
She had initially thought it was company documents.
Instead, it was several tickets.
"Tickets for the finals! They're selling for a sky-high price now!" Lu Youran hopped over from her chair.
After looking at them curiously for a moment, she pouted, "They don't look that special. If it weren't for Yu Shen's fame, these would only be worth a hundred or two hundred."
Wen Tingxue divided the tickets between her and Jiao Yutong. "Want to go together then? Let's see if they're worth the exorbitant price."
She hadn't gone before because she was busy with work.
Wen Tingxue couldn't help but slap her. "Can't you think of anything cleaner in your head?"
"No!" Qiao Xixi said righteously, "We're all adults, being too clean is asking for trouble!"
"..."
Very well.
She was speechless.
Xu Kexin and Xing Jiahe, who had been innocently caught in the crossfire, exchanged a look and then awkwardly separated.
Yu Zhishu, sensing the awkwardness, quickly said, "Don't listen to her nonsense. Everyone's feelings are unique, and there's not just one way. However..."
She shyly tucked her hair behind her ear. "We really can't make it today. We've fallen too far behind on work and can't get away."
"It's okay," Wen Tingxue smiled understandingly, "We'll record a video for you."
Yu Zhishu curved her lips. "Great."
Song Ruining adjusted his glasses.
Only his silly sister would believe such a flimsy excuse.
"Shall we go?" Song Ruining subtly changed the subject. "Everything is packed."
Wen Tingxue frowned and glanced at her watch. "Let's wait a bit longer. Song Jiamiao said he'd be here."
As if on cue, there was a commotion at the door. "Coming—"
With a gasp and the door swinging open, he said, "I'm here!"
Song Jiamiao, in his police uniform, propped himself up on his almost buckling knees, panting. "Rushing all the way, I finally, finally made it..."
"Have some water first," Wen Tingxue poured him a glass of warm water.
Song Jiamiao was indeed very thirsty and gulped it down in one go. "Thank you."
"Want more?" Wen Tingxue felt he was quite dehydrated.
Song Jiamiao licked his dry lips and said, "It's not a no."
Wen Tingxue turned to pour more water.
Song Jiamiao briefly said, "Before I came, I received internal news that the young master of the He family has recanted his statement."
Wen Tingxue paused her pouring motion. "Recanted?"
"Yes!"
Song Jiamiao finished another glass and said, "At first, his testimony was the same as Sister Zhishu's, saying the driver plotted to kill. But just now, he suddenly came to the bureau and said that his testimony yesterday was all..."
He glanced at Song Ruining, who understood. "He's pointing the finger at me? He's saying I told him to say that, right?"
"Yes," Song Jiamiao nodded heavily, "And most importantly, he has evidence."
Wen Tingxue frowned. "Evidence? What evidence?"
Song Jiamiao paused for a moment, then shook his head in pain. "I'm sorry, I can't say right now."
As if he had already anticipated this.
Xu Ji had interacted with him a few times and had a good impression of him. "If you have anything to say to your friends, say it quickly."
Song Ruining turned and looked at Yu Zhishu with a gentle smile. "I'll be back."
Others wouldn't understand this sentence.
But Yu Zhishu would.
"...Okay." She blinked for a second, then nodded.
Song Ruining smiled and turned to walk towards the police car.
Song Jiamiao wanted to follow but was stopped by Xu Ji. "You stay here to avoid suspicion."
Song Jiamiao: "..."
He had just arrived a little earlier.
He hadn't said anything important.
As the police car drove away, Wen Tingxue prepared to call Han Xianyun to find out what had happened.
Mu Chen stopped her. "Don't stir up trouble. I think this is a trap. It's best to stay put."
"Your cousin thinks the same way," Yu Zhishu said. "Let's just see how tonight goes. If nothing happens, he'll be back soon. You should pretend nothing happened and go watch the competition."
"But..." Wen Tingxue was still worried.
Mo Yichen's backer was likely Fu Yuchuan.
In the capital, the Fu family could easily take a life.
Framing someone was even easier.
Mu Chen knew her worries and turned to Song Jiamiao. "Go back to the police station and keep an eye on things. If there's any problem, call Uncle Chi immediately. His people are nearby, and he's nearby too."
Song Jiamiao left without delay.
Wen Tingxue looked at him suspiciously. "How would Uncle Chi know what's happening today?"
"Yu Wenli calculated it," Mu Chen explained.
Everyone: "..."
That was truly impressive.
Trapped in the program and yet managed to calculate this?!
However, with Mu Chen's words, Wen Tingxue felt a lot more at ease.
-
Six PM, Capital Television Station.
Wen Tingxue was queuing to enter while texting Yu Wenli to tease him.
【I'm still busy. The live broadcast doesn't start until seven, right? I'll watch it then.】
Yu Wenli: 【...】
Yu Wenli: 【Didn't Xie Jinyi give you tickets? Aren't you coming?】
Wen Tingxue could feel his anger through the screen.