The love story of a wealthy family amid anti-fraud storm at the border

"Ling Yue, Captain Chen said he'd let you go, but in his heart he couldn't bear to let you go. Can't you see that?"

Lin Yi pulled Ling Yue into the small building and closed the door, fearing that Yi Chen would hear what he said!

"Lin Yi, is he feeling better?" Ling Yue finally asked the question she wanted to know most at the moment.

"He's not doing well. His mental state is very poor and he's not recovering well. But this morning, he suddenly insisted on being discharged from the hospital. The doctors and I couldn't persuade him."

"I think he doesn't need me anymore!"

Ling Yue listened to Lin Yi's words, she bit her lips tightly, and was struggling with what to do next!

"Ling Yue, why do you think that? During this operation, when he knew you were in danger, how worried was he? At that time, his eyes looked like they could kill me."

"Lin Yi, we've been apart for too long. We're no longer as young and impulsive as we were back then. Time can change everything."

Ling Yue just felt that perhaps only her departure could bring peace to Yi Chen's life.

"Do you think he has changed over the years? I only see that he loves you more. You are his only motivation to persevere." Lin Yi sighed deeply and continued.

"Look at the scars all over his body and the things he collected, and you'll understand everything. As an outsider, I can't say anything more."

Lin Yi was thinking, when will he and Ye Qiuyun be able to be together?

Now, she has finally completed her undercover mission and returned to the mainland. At least, he has the chance to protect her.

"Lin Yi, what do you mean? What happened to him?"

Lin Yi's words deeply touched Ling Yue. She was surprised and was also struggling with what to do.

Because Yi Chen actually lives next door!

Just then, Lin Yi's phone rang. It was a call from the company.

He picked up the phone, said a few words, and then left in a hurry!

"Ling Yue, I have a lot of things to deal with at the company. Can you help me take care of Captain Chen?"

Lin Yi was seen leaving in a hurry while speaking.

Little did he know that this was a temporary solution he came up with. In order to keep Ling Yue for Yi Chen, he had no choice but to let Ling Yue take care of Yi Chen for him.

Ling Yue looked at Lin Yi's receding back and felt troubled!

She didn’t know whether Yi Chen was willing to see her!

Ling Yue walked to the glass door outside the second-floor bedroom and knocked gently. At this moment, her heart was beating violently in her chest, each beat seemed to be filled with tension and anticipation.

However, the room was so quiet that no one responded!

Ling Yue knocked on the door again, but still no one responded.

This situation made her feel a little helpless for a moment. Didn’t Lin Yi just send him back?

"He's alone at home, and he's still seriously injured. Could something have happened to him?"

Ling Yue had no time to care about anything at this moment, she simply opened the door and walked in...

The moment she stepped into the room, Ling Yue seemed to feel a familiar breath.

However, the house was eerily quiet.

Ling Yue walked slowly into the room, quickly scanning the surroundings.

The simple and unpretentious decoration in the house made her deeply feel the difference between Yi Chen and Gu Chenxin. This was the feeling she liked.

The quilt on the bed was a little messy, as if someone had just tossed and turned in it.

Her eyes fell on the table beside the bed, where some medicines and an unfinished glass of water were placed. There were still some water stains on the outer wall of the glass, indicating that someone had touched it not long ago.

She called Yi Chen's name softly, her voice echoing in the silent room, but there was no response.

Ling Yue's gaze continued to move, and then, it was deeply attracted by the things on the coffee table next to the sofa.

Ling Yue walked forward and took a closer look. It was something that was very familiar to him.

It flickers in the dim light...

That was the wedding ring Yi Chen gave her. Before she married Gu Chenxin, she buried it in front of her mother's cenotaph in Bashan.

When Ling Yue went back to look for it many years later, she couldn't find it anymore.

It turned out that it was taken away quietly by Yi Chen!

The moment Ling Yue picked it up, she could no longer control her emotions. She covered her mouth with one hand, trying her best not to cry out loud.

Looking again, the silk scarf wrapped around the wedding ring was neatly folded into a square and placed on the table.

Just then, she heard a slight breathing sound coming from the direction of the wardrobe.

Ling Yue's heart tightened and she slowly walked towards the closet. She gently opened the closet door and saw Yi Chen curled up in the corner of the closet, holding the silk scarf she gave him tightly in his hands. His face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Ling Yue hurriedly checked Yi Chen's condition. When she touched Yi Chen's hands, she understood that Yi Chen's hand cold syndrome had occurred.

For so many years, whenever the disease attacked, he endured it alone.

Ling Yue'er said nothing and held Yi Chen's hands in her palms. She took the silk scarf and bandaged Yi Chen as she did back then, her movements still so gentle.

Just when she was halfway through, Yi Chen pulled his hand back.

When Ling Yue saw Yi Chen's actions at this moment, her heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp weapon.

At this moment, the atmosphere between the two of them dropped to freezing point.

In the quiet space, only the breathing sounds of the two people seemed particularly clear.

Yi Chen tried his best to stand up, but the severe pain from his wound made him fall to the ground again.

"Does it hurt?" Ling Yue uttered the few words as if she had used up all her strength. She knelt in front of Yi Chen, wanting to check his injuries again.

Before Ling Yue's hands touched Yi Chen's body, Yi Chen stretched out his cold hand and pushed her away mercilessly.

"You, go!" Yi Chen covered his wound with one hand, supported himself on the ground with the other hand, and took a deep breath.

No one noticed the moisture in his eyes. He tilted his head back, trying hard not to let his tears flow.

Ling Yue looked at his weak appearance, her heart filled with affection and pity.

She knew that Yi Chen was just pretending to be strong. Those suppressed emotions and pain were like a flood about to burst the dam, but he was barely holding it back with his last bit of stubbornness.