Mr. Satan, let's meet tonight!

More cruel than death is living a life worse than death.

Qiao Wanwan didn't understand this principle before, but how could she not understand it after experiencing so many life-and-death separations?

As Li Qiaoqiao listened to the departing footsteps, all she could do was laugh.

She might bow down and beg for mercy to Si Chengxiao, but she would never bow down to Qiao Wanwan.

After all, if she hadn't appeared back then, how could they have ended up like this?

Emerging from the basement, Qiao Wanwan walked unsteadily toward the villa.

She quickly returned to her bedroom and found a business card that Fu Sinian had left for her in her suitcase.

The phone number above is Shang Xi's current contact information.

"Hey?"

"...Xixi, it's me."

The long-unheard form of address caused Shang Xi to fall silent for a moment on the day of the phone call.

After a moment, she smiled and said, "Wanwan, it's been a long time."

Qiao Wanwan tightened her grip on her phone, took a deep breath, and asked, "Xixi, is there any news about Ace?"

"Sorry, not at the moment."

"Have you caught Dr. Jin yet? Since Li Qiaoqiao is related to him, he should also know hypnosis, right?"

"Wanwan."

"Ok?"

"King is dead."

"..."

Shang Xi nestled in Si Tingye's arms, feeling helpless. "I'm sorry. If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have been more lenient with Li Qiaoqiao before."

This statement is tantamount to a death sentence.

Qiao Wanwan didn't know what exactly was happening in Paris, but she could clearly sense something was wrong from the few rumors she heard.

Furthermore, why would Ace just disappear without a trace?

After a long silence, she said with a pleading tone, "Xixi, you know my situation. Even if the Qiao family has wronged me, it was because of Li Qiaoqiao. No matter what, I hope my second brother can return to normal."

“I understand.” Shang Xi pursed her red lips. “By the way, I only found out yesterday that Li Qiaoqiao had given birth to a daughter for Qiao Ziming. Si Chengxiao has already sent people to look for her, but it has been almost a year, so it may be a bit difficult.”

"..."

The brief call ended.

Qiao Wanwan didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Seeing her sitting on the bed looking lost and dejected, Si Chengxiao quietly walked in.

"That child should still be in the capital. It shouldn't be too difficult to find him. Don't worry too much."

"Si Chengxiao."

"Ok?"

In the days since their reunion, Si Chengxiao felt for the first time that his name sounded so beautiful.

However, he was also afraid of what would happen next.

"Do you love me?"

"Love, love, love."

"I love you too."

"Wanwan?"

"But I will never be with you again."

"..."

For a moment, Qiao Wanwan suddenly felt that she was cruel.

However, she really didn't want to give this man any more hope.

Even if the love, hate, and sorrow between them were caused by others, even if they were forced into it against their will, they still love each other, even if they have two children.

Si Chengxiao's smile froze for a moment.

Even though we're so close, it feels like we're separated by thousands of miles.

He asked bitterly, "Aren't you even willing to give me the slightest chance?"

Qiao Wanwan lowered her eyes and shook her head.

"I can make up for everything that happened before. You can hit me or yell at me if you want, please... please don't reject me, okay?"

“It’s different, Chengxiao.”

A broken mirror can be mended, but it can never be restored to its original state.