Having said that, Jian Tong reached out to push Xiao Heng, but Xiao Heng only saw her rejection. The more she did this, the more jealous he became. How could he possibly listen to Jian Tong's words, l...Jian Tong, who was just smiling contentedly holding his ID card, suddenly fell silent.

"Forget it, I didn't ask..."

Su Meng was speaking when Jian Tong suddenly raised her head and shook it, looking at Su Meng, "I don't know." Su Meng was stunned... didn't know... what did that mean

As if understanding Su Meng's astonishment, Jian Tong shook her head again: "I really don't know." After so many things happened, did this question even make sense anymore She curled the corner of her lips: "But I know, being by his side, every day and every moment is filled with pain. Sleeping beside him, a lot of the time, it's many nights without sleep."

Only then did Su Meng notice the swelling under Jian Tong's eyes.

“I also know, from the moment I walked out of that iron fence, I was constantly planning to leave this city. Ever since I saw him again at Donghuang, I haven't dared to love him anymore. All I think about is repaying my debt.” She chuckled lightly, not prepared to tell Sumeng anything about "A-Lu".

A-lu was the last bit of warmth and affection left in her heart.

Su Meng couldn't understand what Jian Tong meant by "paying back a debt." Didn't Xia Guanjia already say it himself, that Xia Wei Ming's death was at his hands

Then, what other debts are there to pay

Su Meng was puzzled. She wanted to ask, but it was clear that Jian Tong across from her didn't want to say much.

Jian Tong was about to leave, Su Meng called out, "Wait." She took off the necklace around her neck and the ring on her hand, and stuffed them into Jian Tong's hand. "No matter where you go, you'll need money. I don't know if you have any preparations in this regard, but this ring and necklace can be sold for some money on the black market."

Looking at the ring and necklace in her hand, Jian Tong's palms felt heavy, and her eyes were filled with a sourness. She wiped away tears from the corner of her eye: "Meng Jie, take care." She didn't act sentimentally by returning Su Meng's ring and necklace. Instead, she reached out for one last hug. The emotions of parting echoed between the two.

Su Meng took out all the cash from her body: "If you're determined to leave, I won't stop you. Because no one would give up a life of wealth and comfort to go to an unfamiliar city. If someone does, it must be because they have a reason they can't stay."

A handful of yuan, both red and green, Su Meng really took out everything she could from her body and stuffed it into Jian Tong's hands.

Her throat was terribly dry, and she couldn't find the words to express her gratitude. Tears streamed down her face.

"Don't cry, don't cry. If you have to go, leave quickly, don't look back, don't hesitate, don't linger, don't... remember... and don't regret it." She pushed Jian Tong away forcefully: "Go!"

Tears were welling up, yet Jian Tong turned away. She left in a rush, her back practically vibrating with the intensity of the gaze following her. She could feel it as if it were a physical presence behind her.

But... take care!

Without looking back, without hesitation, without lingering, without attachments... The future, nor will I regret!

This walk, extremely irresponsible, yet... could she... still have a way out

Who else could give her another way out!

After leaving the hospital, it suddenly started to rain and I hailed a taxi.

He listed a string of addresses.

She drove to Jian's mansion, parking her car fifty meters away from the main gate. She got out and said to her driver, "Master, please wait for me for ten minutes."

Then you'd better hurry up.

"Thank you."

She hurried toward the Jian family's house, but instead of going inside, she stopped under a tree not far from the left side of the house. She bent down and started digging in the ground. An iron box emerged from the soil. Her heart pounded as she picked it up and quickly covered the hole she had dug. Then, she rushed toward a taxi.

Let's go.

Closing the car door, she tucked the inconspicuous metal box into a plastic bag from the hospital. The taxi driver asked, "Miss, where to"

Where to

"The airport." Just as she said it, she seemed to think of something: "No, no, no, let's not go to the airport."

"Where to next"

"Master, you... traveling long distance"

"Come on. Miss, where are you going"

Where to Her mind raced.

To throw people off, even with a new identity, but, for insurance...

"Hangzhou."

Sheng Xiujin never expected that Jian Tong had already left this city.

"Lu Mingchu." Looking at the smirking man opposite him, Shen Xiujin calmly called out the other person's name. Between him and Lu Mingchu...

"Well, well, if it isn't my dear little brother!" dare to do that, would she I think, madam, you might be feeling a bit exhausted lately. I suggest you go to the hospital and make an appointment with a psychiatrist. Delusion of persecution is medica...