Quick transmigration, she doesn't love anyone!

After a while, his brows furrowed, and feeling the steady breathing beside him, he drifted off to sleep.

When Yun Qiao woke up the next day, her silly son was already awake. He sat obediently on the small couch, not moving at all, as if afraid of breaking the vases around him. He looked very aggrieved.

Feeling guilty for a moment, I quickly helped him move aside and rescued the person.

"Now you know it's uncomfortable to sleep here, right? Go back to your room and sleep tonight."

After finishing her meal, Yun Qiao left him with a reliable servant in the mansion and then busied herself going to the clinic.

Yue Shan would go out and not return for several days at a time, but this happened frequently, so Yun Qiao was used to it.

Lately, she's been feeling strange sleeping at night. Although nothing seems out of the ordinary, she has a gut feeling that something is wrong.

Her simple-minded son slept on the small couch in the outer room for a few days before she tricked him into going back home by saying he wouldn't grow any taller.

He was throwing a tantrum out of grievance, but she was quite fierce.

After finishing organizing the ledgers that evening, I thought about it for a while and felt something was wrong.

She's been drinking tea all day; she'll definitely be very energetic tonight.

While I was asleep in the middle of the night, I heard a slight noise. I kept my eyes closed and quietly placed my hand under my pillow, gripping the knife tightly.

Qin Xiangming listened to her shallow but irregular breathing and paused by the bed.

After a long while, I calmly went up and lay down next to her.

Yun Qiao's heart began to pound wildly; sure enough, her premonition was not unfounded.

But she dared not make any rash moves as to what this person was up to.

Her hand tightened, and just as she was gathering her strength to stab, a hand in the darkness grabbed her wrist and then guided her clenched hand to put the knife back under the pillow.

Yun Qiao dared not loosen her grip on the knife; no matter what happened, it was the only weapon she could use to defend herself.

The large hand grasped hers to make sure she wouldn't move, and then it stopped moving.

Now that she knew someone was next to her, and that person obviously knew she was awake, Yun Qiao's mind was in a mess, and she forced herself to calm down.

After a long pause, he tentatively asked, trembling, "Is it Yue Shan?"

Even if it isn't, it has to be today; we must stabilize the situation for now.

In that instant, a series of thoughts flashed through her mind: Was the person next to her some kind of pervert, with some ulterior motive or idea?

Is it robbery for money or for sex? Is there any chance of victory?

She kept thinking about how to save her life in the worst-case scenario.

Qin Xiangming noticed her slight trembling, so he kept the hand that was controlling her still and reached out with his other hand to hug her and comfort her.

He wasn't unaware that he might be discovered; in fact, every time he listened to her breathing at night, he harbored a secret hope that she would find out.

At this moment, he had two choices: one was to reveal his true identity to her, thereby losing the convenience and care he enjoyed as a fool and being estranged from her.

The other option is to continue pretending to be deaf and dumb, wearing a mask, becoming another nameless person, being guarded and manipulated by her, waiting for Yue Shan to return, and losing this brief period of time together.

Which one will he choose?

From the very beginning, when he stood by the bedside, knowing she wasn't asleep but still choosing not to leave, didn't he already know which path he had to choose?

When he lay down so calmly, didn't he feel even a little bit of pleasure at finally being discovered?

"Is it Yue Shan? Don't scare me like this in the middle of the night."

Yun Qiao was still testing him, but her voice had become much calmer. He knew she was trying to lower his guard. Although the hand holding the knife didn't move, it was already gathering strength.

"Don't be afraid, it's me." A low but resolute voice sounded in the darkness.

The room fell silent for a moment.

It wasn't Yue Shan, but Yun Qiao was clearly familiar with that voice.

How could we not be familiar with each other? After all, we hear about it every day.

It's different.

A fool wouldn't speak or act like that.

After a long while, Yun Qiao's cheerful voice rang out, "Is that Xiao Ming? Are you scared at night?"

After a long silence, Qin Xiangming released her hand, which was still tightly gripping the knife.

A deep voice slowly sounded, "It was me, the night Yue Shan left, it was me, Qiao Qiao, you kissed me first."

He was quite certain that she wouldn't do anything.

Yun Qiao's mind was in a mess. The moment he let go, he couldn't help but want to fight back, but all of that was on the premise that he wasn't Qin Xiangming.

He's just someone with a similar voice.

Is that so? She wasn't sure, but she already had the answer in her heart.

After a long while, he stood up, still gripping the knife, not noticing no attempt by those around him to stop him. His heart sank.

She went down to light the candlesticks and looked at the person who had already gotten up and was sitting on the edge of the bed with a cold gaze.

The unbelievable and absurd phase has passed; now it just feels ridiculous.

Not only was she genuinely deceived for so long, but what was he doing?

She never hid anything from him; there was nothing about her that he didn't know.

Identity? Relationship with Yue Shan? Future plans?

Yun Qiao asked herself, if she had to say who she had been most worthy of since coming to this wretched place, it would definitely be Qin Xiangming.

He closed his eyes after a while.

"Go out, I want to sleep."

Qin Xiangming looked at her without making a move.

Yun Qiao suppressed her anger and said, "Get out."

Qin Xiangming's lips moved slightly, knowing she was angry. He silently got up and left. After a long while, he heard the sound of things being smashed in the house, and he paused.

Yun Qiao has always been good to this fool. When she is fierce, it is only to scare him and make him obey.

Qin Xiangming had never seen her lose her temper like this before, and she didn't even ask him why he was pretending to be stupid.

Perhaps he made a foolish move tonight, but this day will come eventually, sooner or later.

After calming down from her outburst, Yun Qiao packed some clothes and luggage, took out the account book, retrieved Qin Xiangming's portion from where the money was hidden, and placed it on the table. She then gathered up her and Yue Shan's savings and went to the clinic early the next morning.

She has no intention of going back, at least not until Yue Shan returns.

My trust was wasted. Life is full of disappointments. It's okay not to be angry. At least now I can run away with one less person, which is much easier.

When the God of Wealth arrived, he saw a person dispensing medicine with a cold expression.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "My arrangements are almost complete here. I'll leave in a few days. Are you sure you don't want to come with me?"

Yun Qiao was happy for him upon hearing this, "Please wait a moment."

He turned and went into the inner room to take out the account book and bank notes. "I've already calculated everything you said you planned to leave. This month's share, plus the previous investment, will all be converted into your share."

Who knows when they'll see each other again? Maybe he'll escape, but she might not even be alive or dead.

The God of Wealth absentmindedly flipped through the pages, wondering, "Are those two people really that important?"

Survival is the priority; who cares about loyalty at a time like this?

Yun Qiao frowned. "There's only one left now." She was angry just thinking about it.

Upon hearing this, the God of Wealth raised an eyebrow. "The affair ended? Well, often it's the devoted woman and the heartless man. Taking only the simpleton along reduces the risk somewhat."

We still have some time, let's talk about it later.

He glanced at the banknotes in his hand. "Too many."

The accounts don't match.

Yun Qiao didn't care much. "The extra money is for your farewell. It's better to be frugal on the road than famine. After all, we're escaping for our lives, and expenses will be high."

The God of Wealth paused in his counting of money, looked up at her, and saw that she was not very happy and looked displeased.

"Yes, I have them. You can borrow them all. You can ask me for them later."

After saying that, he put the money on the table, turned around and left. He had been very busy these days.

He is greedy and stingy, but not greedy or stingy with all kinds of wealth.

Since she's unlucky in love, at least she can make some money back.

The God of Wealth knew she wouldn't accept it if he gave it to her directly, so he treated it as a loan to a friend.

He never lends money to others; when he does, he's already giving it away.

"Hey~" Yun Qiao reached out to stop him, but he walked too fast.

I sighed, feeling a bit better. So there are still a lot of good people out there; at least I made the right friend like the God of Wealth.

Sincerity begets sincerity. It's a low-probability event that she encountered some bad people, and it's definitely not her fault.