The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

She cleared out all the sticky notes and drafts on her desk, leaving only the most essential documents and schedules.

In order to better protect Mengmeng, she destroyed all paper documents involving Mengmeng, regardless of their importance.

Under the shredder, thin strips of paper fell like raindrops, as if erasing the traces of her past connection with Mengmeng little by little.

Her gaze gradually turned cold, and she became wary of every colleague who tried to get "closer".

"Yu Mian, aren't you a little too nervous? You've been talking like a thief lately..." someone teased.

She just smiled faintly, but her voice was frighteningly low: "It's always better to be careful."

"The most important thing in our line of work is to be cautious."

But no matter how careful you are, you can't overcome the limits of your body.

During this period, she had to deal with Ruolan's overt and covert difficulties while also investigating the traces of data tampering.

For this reason, she worked overtime every night, often staying up until the early hours of the morning with just a cup of cold coffee. Her lips were chapped and her stomach was burning, but she never uttered a word of "tiredness".

That evening, Ruolan deliberately sent over a complicated financial audit analysis sheet before leaving get off work, along with a cold note: "Submit before midnight tonight."

Xie Yumin's eyes darkened. She didn't respond, but silently turned on her computer and continued her homework.

Time passed little by little.

The office gradually emptied, leaving only her sitting in the corner. Her fingers tapped the keyboard slower and slower, the numbers in front of her blurring and intertwining, like countless insects crawling across the screen.

Suddenly, everything went black before her eyes, and her heart clenched as if being torn apart by a sharp pain.

Cold sweat trickled down my forehead, my fingertips instantly turned icy cold, and my chest heaved violently.

She tried to hold on a little longer, but the next second, her body swayed and she fell forward.

"boom!"

She then collapsed heavily onto the desk, her forehead hitting the corner. The computer screen still bore the unfinished analysis document, with flashing warnings on the tabs.

The security guards patrolling the floor heard the noise and rushed over after a moment of surprise.

"Miss Xie? Miss Xie?! Are you alright?"

She was already unconscious, her face so pale it was almost transparent.

Just then, the elevator doors opened with a "ding".

Gu Yinshen had just returned from another meeting.

He had been looking stern and walking steadily, but the moment he caught sight of that scene, he stopped abruptly.

Xie Yumin was curled up on the ground, her long hair disheveled and hanging down to her shoulders, her arms were scraped, her lips were pale and cracked, and her body was limp on the ground like a piece of paper.

His brows furrowed suddenly, as if something had stabbed him in the heart.

He quickly stepped forward, bent down and picked her up, his arms encircling her slender waist. She was so light that she almost didn't seem like a grown woman; even his embrace felt empty.

"Call a car," he ordered the security guard in a low voice, his tone icy yet tinged with a rare urgency.

A moment later, inside the car, Xie Yumin lay unconscious, her brows furrowed, as if she were enduring some unbearable pain in her dream.

Gu Yinshen sat beside her, glancing at her from time to time, his originally cold expression unconsciously becoming tinged with a complex emotion.

He remembered her from many years ago.

It was springtime on the university campus, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

In front of the library, he saw the girl in the white dress squatting by the lawn reading a book. The sunlight shone on her hair, like golden petals falling on it.

She was serious, calm, and had a light in her eyes back then.

After he finished playing ball, sweat beaded on his forehead. He walked up to her, and she looked up at him, silently handing him a bottle of water.

Without a single word, they were perfectly in sync.

Then came an unexpected argument.

That night, he stood downstairs at her dormitory and saw her standing with a man who was not young. The man handed her an envelope, and she did not refuse it. She even lowered her head and said something.

He received an anonymous email: "She's already hooked up with a sugar daddy; you're just a backup plan."

He was consumed by rage and rushed over to confront her, but she remained silent, her eyes filled with forbearance, stubbornness, and deep sorrow.

She didn't explain, only leaving behind the words: "You wouldn't understand."

Then turned and left.

He once thought she had betrayed him.

Now, seeing each other again, my heart is filled with frozen old resentment and misunderstanding.

In the hospital ward, Xie Yumin slowly woke up while receiving an IV drip, her eyelashes fluttering as her gaze gradually focused.

What came into view was Gu Yinshen's cold and stern face.

His voice was colder than ice: "Xie Yumin."

She paused slightly, and tried to get up, but her movements were slow due to weakness.

Gu Yinshen asked through gritted teeth, each word distinct: "Why did you leave without a word back then? Who was that man... the one with the alcohol?"

Xie Yumin froze completely.

What she fears most is this matter being brought up again.

Those old stories, the past she tried her best to bury, those unspeakable truths, that disaster that could change her destiny.

Thinking of this, she looked away, her voice weak but firm: "There's nothing to say about the past."

"It's in the past."

Her tone was full of defensiveness, keeping people at arm's length.

Gu Yinshen's eyes immediately darkened, a suppressed anger and a deeper dissatisfaction flashing within them.

Looking at her indifferent expression, he felt his fists clench painfully. She was still as stubborn as ever, refusing to say anything.

On the other hand, after Gu Yinshen personally took Xie Yumin to the hospital and even waited for him outside the ward, Ruolan learned about all of this from her informants immediately.

Her hand, which was holding the coffee, paused slightly, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in her eyes, but her lips still held their usual gentle smile.

She was extremely jealous.

You know, she had never been looked at with such tension and urgency before.

Xie Yumin had only been back for a few days, and had only fainted once, yet Gu Yinshen had lost his composure in public and rushed her into the emergency room.

How could she swallow this insult?

Thinking of this, Ruolan's gaze turned cold. She turned and walked into the tea room, naturally making herself a cup of lemon water.

Two female colleagues were chatting nearby. Jianzhuang rolled his eyes, smiled lightly, and casually mentioned, "Have you heard? Last night, when President Gu came back from working overtime, he actually took Assistant Xie to the hospital himself."

One person was stunned for a moment: "Really? That's too..."

"It's true." Ruolan blinked, looking both serious and unserious, and lowered her voice. "I heard she fainted, and President Gu was so scared that he personally carried her to the car...tsk."

The other person covered their mouth in surprise and gave an ambiguous "Oh".

"Hey, don't overthink it. Maybe she's just delicate." Ruolan seemed to add an explanation, or perhaps she was just embellishing the story.