Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gu Shaoting didnât take Shu Pan back to her home but brought her to Shuimu Qinghua.
He was concerned about the intense shock she had just experienced and didnât want her to be alone at home. After inquiring about Shu Panâs preference, she nodded gently. She didnât want to be alone now; the mere thought of that scene made her feel fearful and on the verge of collapse. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Upon their return to Shuimu Qinghua, considering the lateness of the hour, they decided to pick up Joy the next day. However, to ease Ye Xiaomengâs worries, Shu Pan called her.
âGirl, you scared me to death,â Ye Xiaomeng exclaimed, her voice carrying a hint of tears, once the call connected.
Feeling a deep sense of guilt, Shu Pan had genuinely worried her good friend.
âXiaomeng, donât worry. Iâm safe now, everythingâs fine,â Shu Pan said slowly and gently, each word pulling at her swollen face, causing pain down to her nerves.
âGirl⦠youâre not allowed to scare me like that again!â Ye Xiaomeng hadnât fully calmed down yet.
Since the moment she found out about Shu Panâs incident, she was on edge, her mind restless. Even taking care of Joy was absentminded; Joy kept asking where her mom went, and she didnât know how to answer, so she repeatedly said her mommy was busy.
The mother and daughter seemed to have a telepathic connection, and Joyâs
mood was low all night.
Ye Xiaomeng had to console her for a long time.
Just recently falling asleep, even though He Ming had informed her as soon as Shu Pan was found, she still felt it wasnât real, as if in a daze.
Now hearing Shu Panâs voice, although soft and low, it was undeniably real.
She could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Since it was late, and Shu Pan had just returned, she didnât want to press Shu Pan about the details or ask if she had offended someone.
âAlright, take care. Could you look after Joy tonight? Iâll pick her up tomorrow,â Shu Pan genuinely felt remorse; she had indeed caused everyone unnecessary worry.
âItâs okay, get some rest. Donât worry about Joy,â Ye Xiaomeng knew that with Gu Shaoting by her side, Shu Pan was in good hands.
Tonight, she was particularly grateful to Gu Shaoting. If it werenât for him, she didnât dare to imagine what might have happened to Shu Pan.
They chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.
After ending the call, Shu Pan sat on the sofa, the dim light casting a delicate glow on her, making her appear fragile.
She seemed somewhat absent-minded; Shu Pan hadnât fully recovered from the recent incident.
She couldnât understand who harbored such deep hatred against her, intending to bring her to the brink of death.
The scarred man had shown her pictures of her daily life, indicating he knew her well and was well-informed about her whereabouts.
If compromising photos were taken this time, it would ruin her reputation.
She dared not imagine what might happen next.
Covering her face with her hands, she felt a stinging pain, a harsh reminder that something terrible had indeed occurred.
Gu Shaoting came out to see Shu Pan sitting on the sofa, lost in her thoughts, not uttering a word, immersed in her own little world.
âPanpan, come, let me help you freshen up. Get some rest,â Gu Shaoting approached her, gently calling out.
But Shu Pan remained motionless, just looking at him with a pair of dark, clear eyes, resembling an injured little animal, innocent and pitiful.
âItâs okay, donât be afraidâ¦â Gu Shaoting touched her hair gently, his voice unusually tender. With just a few simple words, he touched the most fragile nerve in Shu Panâs heart, causing her eyes to fill with tears. Seeking comfort, she suddenly grabbed his hand.
Gu Shaotingâs heart trembled..