On the monitor, Di Shishi saw a man standing by her Volkswagen. He was tall, handsome, wore glasses, and had a refined demeanor.
This was Yu Jing, Gu Qishen’s assistant.
Di Shishi took out her phone and secretly recorded him.
In the video, Yu Jing stood by the car, holding car keys as if he owned it.
The traffic police angrily warned, "If you don't move the car, I'll have it towed."
Yu Jing smiled handsomely, but in Di Shishi's eyes, he was no different from a refined scoundrel!
He replied to the traffic police, "Try towing it!"
The traffic police officer, the embodiment of justice, couldn't stand such provocation.
Soon, Yu Jing learned the consequences. Her beloved Volkswagen was towed away—
Di Shishi was furious.
Today's events made her feel that Gu Qishen was a frightening person, and she hadn't expected his assistant to be so insidious!
Ming Xue’s matter was minor, and Qin He didn't call the Ming family to inform them.
Back at the Qin household, Qin Yun hadn't finished work yet. Qin He stayed home and took out Wan Fang Lun, starting to pore over the book.
She studied until noon. After lunch, she received the video from Di Shishi.
Yu Jing was the culprit who towed the car, and Gu Qishen was the mastermind who ordered Yu Jing to do it!
Qin He frowned. What exactly did Gu Qishen want?
She had always thought that this man’s feelings for her stemmed from curiosity after realizing she was the eldest daughter of the Qin family, following his abandonment.
Coupled with her amnesia, some people might regain interest in something they had discarded, but such interest wouldn't last long.
Yet, Gu Qishen seemed addicted?
Qin He didn't dwell on it further. She patted her lower abdomen and went to the home’s traditional Chinese medicine room to prepare herself a dose of miscarriage-preventing medicine.
In the afternoon, she stayed there, brewing the medicine herself. After drinking it, she ate a small snack and continued to study the book.
Time became peaceful. Qin He stroked her bulging belly, her eyes filled with maternal tenderness.
She was looking forward to her little baby.
She didn't check the baby's gender. Whether it was a boy or a girl, she would love it just the same.
...
Gu Qishen visited the He family. After leaving, he went directly to Gu Shi.
As his car stopped in front of the Gu Shi Group building, a woman suddenly rushed out from the roadside!
Yu Jing almost couldn't brake in time. After slamming on the brakes, he saw Song Nuan blocking the car and broke out in a cold sweat.
"President Gu, it's Miss Song!"
Gu Qishen had already braced himself when he saw a figure rush out from the roadside. Now, with one hand on the back of the passenger seat, his eyes were dark and cold, like a deep winter snow pond.
Song Nuan looked flustered. Her fair, delicate face was framed by eyes that were red from crying.
After blocking the car, she rushed over and pulled open Gu Qishen’s car door.
"Qishen!"
"Move aside!" Gu Qishen said coldly.
Song Nuan tightly held her hand against the car door, preventing Gu Qishen from closing it.
"Qishen, I’m really going crazy. Please don’t treat me like this anymore. I’ll do anything you ask from now on."
Song Nuan’s gaze was desperate and desolate. She had a pure appearance, and her beautiful eyes drooped slightly at the corners. Without any expression, she seemed innocent.
Now, in her grief, she was like a deer lost in the forest fog, her eyes so clear they seemed transparent.
Gu Qishen looked at Song Nuan coldly. He had been deceived by his old feelings for too long, and perhaps Song Nuan’s acting had played a part.
But now—
"I told you not to appear before me again," Gu Qishen said indifferently. "If there's a next time, I'll have Yu Jing send you out of Qingcheng, and you won't have another chance to return."
Song Nuan gritted her teeth, "Qishen, but I’ve already given myself to you!"
Gu Qishen's face instantly turned cold and stern.
Song Nuan’s heart trembled.
That expression again! The expression as if he had suffered some great loss!
Gu Qishen slammed the car door shut.
At the last moment the door closed, Song Nuan released her hand. The sound of the door closing was immense.
Song Nuan stood stunned. If she hadn't pulled back, her fingers might have been broken—
Gu Qishen!
She felt as if blood was seeping from her throat, and she repeatedly whispered his name in her heart.
Gu Qishen had truly fallen in love with Qin He!
What should she do?
Should she make Qin He disappear?
Yes, if Qin He died, Gu Qishen would definitely see her again!
...
At the Qin residence, at eight o'clock in the evening, Qin He and Qin Yun finished dinner.
They rested in the living room. Qin He was reading Wan Fang Lun, while Qin Yun peeled a banana and offered it to Qin He.
"You're always holding this book. I really don't know what's so good about it," Qin Yun said with a smile.
Qin He shook her head. "Brother, you don't understand traditional Chinese medicine, so you won't know how precious this book is!"
"How precious? Is it more precious than the items in our family's vault?"
Qin He raised an eyebrow. "Of course. Those treasures are ultimately valuable, but this book is priceless. Thinking back, it was sheer luck that I could buy this book for hundreds of thousands at an auction! This book is far more valuable than the jewelry and antiques in our vault!"
Qin Yun was stunned.
After Qin He finished speaking, she also looked up.
"Brother, when did I buy this book?"
Qin Yun's expression gradually became solemn, his gaze falling on the Wan Fang Lun in Qin He's hand.
"Half a month before your car accident, two years ago," Qin Yun's voice grew cold and deep.
Qin He suddenly sat up and flipped through Wan Fang Lun.
Qin Yun narrowed his eyes. "What kind of book is this?"
"It's an ancient Chinese medical text, compiled in the Song Dynasty. It's an original, unique copy," Qin He said, pursing her lips. "I took special measures to protect it from moisture."
They exchanged a glance and fell silent.
Qin He's hand caressed the Wan Fang Lun.
She and her brother had discussed it and unanimously agreed that the person targeting the Qin family was after something within the family.
Qin Yun had told Qin He that she fell in love with Gu Qishen two years ago due to a car accident. Gu Qishen had saved her then, and that's how they met.
Later, she lost her memory, also due to a car accident.
Then came Qin Yun's car accident. While she was busy taking care of Qin Yun in the hospital, someone secretly entered her bedroom in the Qin residence late at night.
"Most likely, it’s this," Qin He said with a grave expression, her hand brushing over the pages of Wan Fang Lun.
"Since they infiltrated my room, the other party must believe this item is in my possession."
Qin Yun’s face turned icy. He took Wan Fang Lun from Qin He's hand. "What's so special about this book? Even if its value is immeasurable, it shouldn't be worth harming people for, right?"
"The other party has great power and operates in secrecy. On the surface, Wan Fang Lun is a unique Song Dynasty copy. The Song Dynasty was the peak of development for traditional Chinese medicine."
Qin He propped her chin on her hand. "There hasn't been another Song Dynasty since then. It contains many exquisite ancient formulas that are now lost. But although its value is high, I always feel that the other party's intentions are not just this."
Wan Fang Lun must hold some secret that she didn't know!
Qin Yun held the book. "From now on, I will keep this book. You are not to touch it!"
This was a ticking time bomb. Since they knew the other party was after this book, Qin Yun wanted Qin He to be safe.
Qin He chuckled and snatched the book back. "If that's what you think, Brother, I might as well transcribe the book and post it online, and then burn the book. Wouldn't that be safer?"
Qin Yun raised an eyebrow. "That's a good idea."
"I'm unwilling," Qin He said, pursing her lips, her expression becoming serious. "These people caused my car accident for this book."
They made her fall in love with Gu Qishen and neglect her family for two years.
And they almost took her brother's life!
Qin He's heart turned cold. It wasn't her style to let go of an enemy without retaliation. She was determined to uncover the black hand behind all this!