After the divorce, the crazy CEO knocked on his ex-wife's door every night.

Seeing that the other person's grip on the cup tightened even more, and that their gaze fell on him several times, Gao Wei asked in surprise, "It seems you know something?"

His tone carried a hint of inquiry, as if he wasn't entirely certain.

Shen Xuan glanced at him coldly and said, "I don't know what you're talking about. But I'm here today for one purpose only—don't do anything to Grandma, and please don't go near her anymore. Because it doesn't mean anything to anyone."

Every word she spoke was so firm, leaving no room for doubt about her resolve.

At this moment, Gao Jing, who was playing on her phone in her room upstairs, heard something amiss with the noise downstairs and couldn't help but feel nervous.

She immediately perked up her ears and listened carefully, then quickly got out of bed, put on her slippers, and hurried out of the room toward the stairwell.

Is this the kind of hospitality you were taught at home?

Gao Wei rested his arm on the edge of the sofa, gesturing back and forth in the air as he carefully examined the woman standing opposite him.

He was clearly unhappy with her attitude.

With a slight smirk, Shen Xuan replied calmly, "Don't worry about that. My approach is only directed at specific individuals, and there's nothing impolite about it."

Her expression was cold and resolute, as if declaring to the other party that this dispute was far from over.

Seeing her rejection of him, Gao Wei's expression turned cold.

His eyes revealed a hint of doubt and displeasure. He thought to himself: I'm just going to see the other party's ancestors, why is he being so wary?

Is it because she learned some background information that she can't accept her own existence?

Or are they worried that they might disrupt the existing situation?

After a period of stalemate, Shen Xuan finally spoke.

Her tone was strained, even somewhat helpless, as if she were suppressing her dissatisfaction and anger.

"Also, stop wasting your time investigating my personal information. My surname is Shen, I am my parents' biological daughter, and I am not related to anyone else."

Her words were firm and cold.

Upon hearing these words, Tang Zhengqi's heart sank.

A bad feeling arose: Had she really discovered something?

He had a feeling that the girl already knew everything, but was just unwilling to face reality.

She stormed off, when Gao Wei's deep voice suddenly came from behind her: "Don't you want to hear more about your mother?"

These words were like a needle, instantly piercing her heart.

She stopped abruptly, standing there stiffly for about half a minute. Her voice trembled slightly, but she still said firmly, "No need, I don't want to know. All I know is that my maternal grandfather raised me, and my surname will always be Shen."

This short but powerful sentence abruptly interrupted everything Gao Wei wanted to say.

Gao Wei stared blankly at her departing figure, his eyes filled with disappointment.

Something seemed to have cast a chill over his eyes, making his expression exceptionally solemn.

Gao Jing stood on the stairs, silently watching everything that was happening downstairs.

She gripped the armrest, her fingers digging into it so hard that her entire arm became stiff.

She squinted, watching Shen Xuan's departing figure, and then looked at her father's lonely back.

At that moment, a complex emotion inexplicably welled up in her heart.

After leaving the Gao family's gate, she stood by the roadside, glancing briefly at the car not far away, her eyes appearing somewhat stiff.

It was a black sedan, parked there waiting for her to appear.

In the blink of an eye, the car door slowly opened, and the person stepped out of the car, walking towards her with light and steady steps.

"Miss Shen, you..."

He seemed to want to say something, but his words came to an abrupt halt.

"Send me to a sanatorium!"

She interrupted him, her gaze dimming, then calmly turned and walked toward the car.

Her steps were slow but firm, without any hesitation.

Li Siyuan had her follow him, so he naturally knew her whereabouts.

Seeing her arrive at the Gao family home would surely pique his curiosity, and he would definitely be very curious about her purpose in coming here.

But at this moment, she felt completely lost and didn't want to say anything more.

Although the man in front of her might want to know something from her before reporting it to Li Siyuan, she decided to say nothing.

After getting on the bus, she leaned back and quietly reflected on everything that had happened in the past few days.

No wonder Shen Zhentao has hated her so much all these years. Everything seems to have a clear explanation now. The secret behind it all is hiding such a truth.

She kept her mouth tightly shut, her heart filled with complex emotions.

Suddenly, her phone rang, pulling her back to reality.

Looking down, I saw Lu Yuchen's phone number on the screen.

The name felt somewhat unfamiliar to her now, and to avoid arousing further suspicion from the man sitting in the driver's seat, she did not answer the phone in person.

The ringtone rang for a few seconds before hanging up, followed immediately by a WeChat notification sound.

She opened her phone and saw that Li Siyuan had sent her several messages.

She didn't read the content carefully, and she had no intention of replying to any of the messages.

However, considering Li Siyuan's personality, his act of ignoring her would only arouse her greater vigilance, and she might even go to great lengths to return to China to find him.

Therefore, after a brief moment of thought, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she decided to reply simply.

Lu Yuchen's WeChat message was an invitation to dinner, and Shen Xuan naturally knew what he meant.

This subtle yet direct approach wasn't the first time it had occurred between the two; she clearly understood the other person's purpose and intentions.

But for some reason, she was somewhat reluctant to meet him.

The thought of Chen Xiuwen makes it difficult for Lu Yuchen to get along normally.

Every time I interact with him, the image of that woman always comes to mind, and an indescribable sense of resistance arises in my heart.

A little while later, the car stopped in front of Jiangcheng Sanatorium.

The sound of wheels rubbing against the ground stopped abruptly. Shen Xuan took a deep breath, slowly opened the car door, and walked into the lobby of the sanatorium.

She entered the sanatorium, and only then did the man in the car silently take out his phone.

The man's expression was somewhat complicated, as if he was hesitant.

A moment later, he pressed the button on his phone screen and started dialing a number, clearly indicating that he had something to explain or handle.

Shen Xuan stayed inside for quite a while before coming out.

She quietly kept her grandmother company in the room, confiding many of her innermost thoughts and listening to her grandmother tell some old stories. Time passed quietly, and before she knew it, a long time had gone by.