calls me "killed" your beloved Xia Wei Ming!Why would I, a fool, fall in love with you!I was wrong! I was wrong, can I"President Shen! I will not thank you!"Unforgivable!Unforgivable!If she's really...=== Chapter 307: Which One Is the True Him ===

The night flight, less than three hours, arrived in City S at a little past one in the morning.

As she headed north, she rushed out of the Banyan Tree Resort without changing her clothes. In her haste, she left the airport and was met with a biting wind that seeped into her collar.

Vivian was still awake. As soon as Jian Tong got off the plane, he opened his phone. As soon as he did, a whole bunch of missed calls and text messages popped up.

Out of sight, out of mind. With a flick of the wrist, I swiped to the next one.

Suddenly, a warmth spread through her cold heart.

"Vivian Still up"

"You're off the plane I'll pick you up."

"No, I'm already in a taxi."

Putting down her phone, the corners of her lips twitched with a hint of sarcasm.

Sometimes, friends without blood ties are better than family.

One text is blaming her, accusing her, resenting her. One text is waiting for her return, picking her up at the airport.

When there is no comparison, one cannot perceive it. When did her silence become an accomplice to their harm… Is that wrong

Did she do something wrong

Along the way, the woman kept thinking, whether it was her initial weakness and mistakes that led to this.

Until the driver stopped the car and said, "We're here."

She came to her senses. The familiar building, the familiar surroundings, she instinctively looked up at the floor she lived on.

Without any glimmer, it merged with the surrounding darkness.

I suppose he's asleep by now. After all, why would he wait up for someone from so far away

Pushing open the car door, he strolled out.

I took the elevator and arrived at my doorstep.

Opened the door lightly.

The house was deathly quiet.

She didn't press the wall switch, relying on the streetlight filtering in from the balcony. The weak light was enough for her to navigate the familiar surroundings, moving vaguely through it.

One could faintly make out the dark silhouettes of furniture inside the house.

Upon returning from Sanya, she finally let out a sigh of relief as she stepped into her home. She walked towards the living room, tossed her backpack onto the floor, and, like a boneless, large sphere, prepared to throw herself onto the sofa.

Only then did I see, on the sofa, a dark, shapeless object.

He suddenly narrowed his eyes and observed carefully again… It wasn't like, it was definitely a person.

A certain nerve tightened, creeping closer quietly. The familiar scent crept into his nostrils, the smell of shampoo from her bathroom.

It was him.

She surprisingly didn't find it strange, and unusually didn't call out to the person.

He walked past quietly, stood beside the sofa, and watched silently. The person was lying on the sofa, their head resting on their arm.

She didn't disturb him. She turned and went to the bedroom, bringing back a quilt and covering herself with it.

Perhaps the movement was a bit too loud, the person on the sofa shifted, turned over, and went back to sleep.

As she turned, she saw a table laden with food at the bar. Her feet felt rooted to the spot as she stared at the spread before her, reaching out hesitantly... Was it hot

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.

"Tongtong"

Behind me, a man with a thick nasal voice, perhaps just woken up, mumbled softly.

She didn't respond.

"Tong Tong, I had a dream again"

""

But seeing that person pinch their own arm, letting out a hiss and shouting: "It's not a dream, Tongtong, you're back"

"When are you coming back"

"Are you hungry"

"Axiu gave you a full bowl of rice."

She stood still, watching as the man got up and switched on the light. The room was instantly filled with a warm glow. As he ladled her a bowl of rice, he chattered incessantly:

"Tongtong probably doesn't know, but Axiu can cook a lot of dishes, learning from TV."

His eyes swept over the bowl of white rice on the bar in front of her, still steaming.

"Vivian said you eat very well, is Vivian lying to me"

"Didn't you eat dinner until late at night"

"No. "

Ashu has already eaten. He ate before it got dark.

Did you eat before it got dark

Her face immediately darkened: “Lying. The food is still hot, but it’s dark now. How could the food be hot”

Her tone was somewhat harsh.

That person looked very wronged: “Ashu didn't lie.

Ashu ate very early.

"Well, I'm still in the dark about that. Our bowls have insulation too, you know." he scoffed.

That person's face was full of stubbornness: "Ashu didn't lie, Ashu would never lie to Tongtong."

"Well, then tell me, what's going on"

"Hot. When it cools down, Ash will reheat it."

Although he wasn't being very clear, the woman understood.

Suddenly, she shivered... “You… reheated the food … Why” Her heart hammered in her chest, and she stared at the person in front of her, blinking not once.

There is an answer that has already emerged.

The woman's palm was clenched tight, but within her grasp, a strange dampness spread.

She... even sweating nervously

Chapter 308: Absolute

The first rays of sunlight in the morning streamed into the bedroom, dappled light spots, falling on a bed, on the white sheets, a few strands fell on the woman's face.

The exhaustion of catching a flight, the tossing and turning in the first half of the night, insomnia in the second half, until very late, very late, she finally fell asleep. She didn't want to wake up. Rarely did she sleep in today.

In a hazy and confused state, her face felt itchy, a slight tingling sensation. She vaguely reached out with her hand, the itching feeling disappeared, she was about to drift back asleep when it returned, that infuriatingly itchy feeling once again invaded her.

Fighting back the sleepiness, I opened my eyes.

Thus—

Big eyes met.

The face right in front of me, so familiar, familiar to the point that…

Blink, blink again...

And her almond-shaped eyes, when they met mine—

Blink, and blink again.

Boom—

My head was pounding, it felt like it was about to explode!

She suddenly lunged forward with a shove, using more force than her instincts would normally allow. "What are you doing!" she shouted, slapping him roughly across the face.

Thus, the peaceful atmosphere of dawn was shattered by the crisp and loud slap.

Her eyes were blazing with anger, and before she could find the culprit responsible for this mess to settle the score, that bastard had the audacity to look at her with a face full of accusation.

"Tongtong" The man covered his cheek, which had been slapped, and stared at her in confusion. "Why did you hit Axiu"ing an announcement can bring some peace to Shen Zong and Old Butler's hearts, then I, Jian Zhendong, will not have lived in vain as a cruel man."A hint of a smile finally appeared on Xia Guanjia's st...