CHAPTER 106: CHAPTER 106: THERE ARE TWO OF HIM IN THIS WORLD

The other end of the phone was silent, and Sheng Qianchi seemed to be able to guess what expression the woman had at that moment, and couldn’t help but let out a low laugh.

His mood was genuinely good. He had been hospitalized for three days, and had been in Suri for another three days. She hadn’t visited him once, nor made a phone call. God knows, deep in his bones, he was fervently hoping to hear her voice.

"So, you call me in the middle of the night just to let me hear your breathing?"

Gu Jiayin adjusted her mood before softly speaking, "Are you in Suri?"

Sheng Qianchi raised his eyebrows, his voice gentle and tender like whispers between lovers, "How did you know? I didn’t tell you."

The man’s voice and attitude were as if the unpleasant incident had never happened, even more tender than before, dissolving the awkwardness in Gu Jiayin’s psychological state.

She tried her best to appear natural, "I used to be a detective. You didn’t deliberately hide your whereabouts, so it’s not difficult for me to find out your itinerary."

She investigated his schedule?

Sheng Qianchi’s mood improved by several degrees, "Are you concerned about me?"

"No." Gu Jiayin tried to sound indifferent, "It’s just that you spared me that night out of kindness, and I feel I should be grateful, so I wanted to ask when you’ll be discharged, and found out you were on a business trip instead."

Sheng Qianchi listened quietly. Although he had expected that she wouldn’t care about him, hearing her express it directly still made him feel a bit disappointed, "Yeah, I’ve been in Suri for three days. I’ll go back the day after tomorrow."

Tomorrow, he still needed to check on her past circumstances.

Gu Jiayin paused for two seconds, pondering appropriate words, "Sheng Qianchi, the public security in Suri has never been very good. A diamond bachelor like you could be ambushed, robbed, or even murdered at the right time and place, so be very careful."

The man listened to her words. Although she couldn’t see it, the curvature of his lips deepened, and the corners of his eyes glowed with a more brilliant smile.

If she had called him during the day to say these words, it could be explained as casual, but her call came late at night, containing unmistakable concern and worry.

"Okay, I’ll be careful. Don’t worry, make sure to get good sleep and eat well."

The man’s voice clearly carried a smile. Gu Jiayin felt both shy and annoyed, deliberately speaking in a cold tone, "I’m hanging up."

"Jiayin." Before she could hang up, Sheng Qianchi hurriedly called out to her, "Is the injury on your head healed?"

"It’s fine now."

"That’s good. Is there any special gift you want me to bring for you?"

"No."

Gu Jiayin hung up the phone like she was escaping.

Sheng Qianchi’s inquiries, as intimate as a lover’s, had her ears burning, and since that night, she felt something had fundamentally changed about him.

After hanging up, Sheng Qianchi rubbed his weary brow and leaned back, lips persistently curled in a smile.

Perhaps Xia Mubai was right. When it comes to women, the one who consistently treats her well is the ultimate winner.

No matter how cold and distant she had been to him in previous days, that one midnight phone call was enough to show he held some place in her heart.

...

After speaking with Sheng Qianchi, Gu Jiayin couldn’t fall asleep again.

Though she knew that Sheng Qianchi had extraordinary skills, and Mo Jun and his bodyguards were not ordinary people, she needn’t overly worry about his safety.

But she was more aware of what a terrifying person Mo Qiyan had become.

It wasn’t about how formidable his abilities were, but about his intelligence. Over these years, he had become increasingly resourceful, with a meticulous and ruthless nature that chilled to the bone.

If he wanted someone dead, he’d have a thousand or ten thousand untraceable ways to achieve it.

Suri was his realm. If he wanted to eliminate Sheng Qianchi there, it was highly probable.

In the past, Mo Qiyan wasn’t like this. When she first met him, he was a radiant young man, with sunshine in his looks and his thoughts.

Only when he was twenty, he was assassinated by a second heir of the Imperial Family, causing blindness overnight. That changed him completely.

After his blindness, the Suri Emperor was greatly distressed. Seeking the truth, he ordered the execution of the second heir and gathered international top ophthalmologists to treat him.

The painful treatment lasted two years, with Mo Qiyan undergoing three craniotomy surgeries before regaining his sight.

Those two years marked the darkest and lowest point of his life.

During those years, his appearance became calm and restrained, while in his mind, another ruthless Mo Qiyan emerged. When rage overtook him, even he couldn’t control his bloodthirsty nature.

From the day the last bandage was removed, when he regained his sight, he appeared gentle and elegant, with a smile as refined as jade.

Yet those who had offended him knew that opposing him meant death, and death to the most unbearable degree.

During those two years, she stopped training and was arranged by the Suri Emperor to focus on taking care of him, because he trusted no one but her.

She didn’t understand why he placed such trust in her, but she cared for him wholeheartedly.

In those two years, his darkness was also hers.

He endured agony in the darkness, even becoming frenzied and irritable, and she had to accompany him, experiencing every breakdown with him.

Whenever he raged and broke things or harmed himself, the only way to calm him was for her to quietly embrace him and tell him stories.

At such times, he was like a helpless child.

A dazzling, sunny prince, with an immeasurable future, had his sight taken away overnight, and everyone assumed his life was over.

Yet, through two years and three craniotomy surgeries, he endured unimaginable pain and came through.

With each surgery, he moved further towards his present demeanor.

On the day the bandages were removed, the Suri Emperor came to see him in person, and Mo Qiyan’s first sight with regained vision saw no one but her, said, "Jiayin, I must marry you."

Since he first saw her at sixteen, he had said such things, repeatedly, and she always dismissed them as jokes. But that time, she sensed intense possessiveness and obsession rising from deep within him.

From that day, she realized there were two of him in this world.

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The night grew deeper and quieter, Gu Jiayin tossing and turning on her bed, restless and anxious.

Ultimately, she abandoned sleep.

Sitting up, she took her tablet and refreshed the Suri Country’s news media webpage over and over again. If she saw any news about explosions, robberies, or car accidents—anything that could result in fatalities—she would tremble as she clicked to read.

Until dawn.

She stayed awake all night.

Although she didn’t see the news she feared, her mood was not relieved, as if a sharp sword hung above, always worried it would fall.

Thus, she spent a whole night in torment and worry.

In the morning, when Sister Li came in calling her for breakfast, she put down the tablet and suddenly her face was as pale as paper, her forehead beaded with cold sweat.