Meeting you in autumn

"Brother Yi, I have thoroughly and completely investigated the matter you entrusted to me!"

Lu Chuan rushed into the top floor of Xingyi Group's towering building with hurried steps and a flustered and anxious expression.

He suddenly pushed open the door, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his face full of undisguised tension, and shouted loudly.

At that moment, Jing Yi, who was sitting at his desk intently grading stacks of documents, paused abruptly upon hearing the sudden noise and shouts.

His brow furrowed slightly, as if a barely perceptible sense of tension and fear was welling up inside him.

However, he quickly regained his composure, raised his head, his gaze sharp as a knife, looked in the direction of Lu Chuan, and made a gesture to him, saying briefly and forcefully, "Bring it up."

Lu Chuan strode up to Jing Yi, handing him the documents he was clutching tightly, and explained breathlessly, "Brother Yi, you absolutely can't imagine how airtight Guan Yu's security measures are regarding her personal information!"

"It's incredibly difficult for ordinary people to find even the slightest bit of information. I went through a tremendous amount of effort, trying every possible method to break through their impregnable defenses, before I finally managed to find out these things!"

At this point, Lu Chuan seemed to suddenly remember something important, and his face instantly turned gloomy. His already heavy tone was now filled with endless sorrow and grief.

He paused, calmed himself down a bit, and then continued, "And... well, Brother Yi, you should see for yourself the specifics!"

After saying that, he silently stepped aside and said no more.

However, Jing Yi did not immediately take the document to examine its contents.

He remained silent for a moment, then slowly stood up, waved to Lu Chuan, and gestured for him to leave the room first.

After Lu Chuan gently closed the door and left, Jing Yi took a deep breath, turned around, and walked with slightly heavy steps into a dark room next door that was completely dark.

After entering the room, Jing Yi relied on his memory to find his way to the bedside.

He reached out a hand and accurately touched a small, exquisite bedside lamp, then gently pressed the switch.

The dim, yellow light instantly illuminated a small area of ​​space, making it appear both warm and lonely in the darkness.

His gaze was fixed on the thin document in his hand, as if drawn by a magnet, as if it contained a secret that could change his destiny.

His fingers tightened slightly, and his knuckles turned white from the excessive force, revealing his tension and unease at that moment.

Finally, he took a deep breath, and with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor, slowly opened the document.

The first thing that catches the eye is a line of striking text: Guan Yu, 18 years old, eldest daughter of the Guan family in City A.

This was followed by a detailed introduction to her family situation, including her brother Guan Yu and information about other family members.

Scrolling down further, another document caught his attention—Feng Ming, the second young master of the Feng family in City A.

The document also specifically mentions that the Guan family and the Feng family are longtime friends, and the relationship between the two families is as intricate and complex as a spider web.

Upon seeing this, Jing Yi's previously tense lips suddenly curled into a frustrated sneer.

The laughter sounded particularly abrupt and desolate in the silent air, as if it were a desperate wail from the depths of the soul.

"It seems like everything makes sense now..." he murmured to himself, his voice so low it was almost inaudible. "Why do you always deliberately turn your back to me whenever Feng Ming comes over to let you answer the phone? The brother you mentioned last time wasn't Feng Ming after all!"

"Guan Yu, what did I do wrong? Were all those wonderful times we shared just a dream?"

It felt as if a thousand sharp blades were piercing Jing Yi's heart at the same time; the excruciating pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He couldn't understand why the person he treated with such devotion would so cruelly deceive him.

The vows and sweet words of the past have now become the sharpest weapons, mercilessly piercing his already wounded heart.

Jing Yi sat listlessly on the edge of the bed, her eyes vacant, the documents in her hands scattered all over the floor.

He recalled every moment he spent with Guan Yu, and his heart was filled with bitterness.

It turns out that all the sweetness was fake; she had been deceiving him all along.

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and broke down in tears.

For two whole days, Jing Yi locked herself in this pitch-black room.

However, the wine bottles lying haphazardly on the floor of the room resembled a shattered dream.

The room was filled with a nauseating smell, as if the scent of death was quietly spreading.

Chen Fang and Lu Chuan had been searching for Jing Yi, and eventually discovered through surveillance footage that he had not left the office, so they concluded that he was in the break room.

As they gently pushed open the door, a strong, pungent odor rushed towards them like a surging tide, causing both of them to frown slightly.

Finally, their gaze fell on Jing Yi, who was lying on the ground.

He kept muttering Guan Yu's name, his voice low and filled with pain, as if it were a lament from the depths of his soul.

"How heartbroken must someone be to drink so much?" Lu Chuan said with a deep frown and heartache.

However, Chen Fang did not respond to him. Instead, he hurriedly squatted down and anxiously called out, "Brother Yi, are you alright?"

However, Jing Yi still did not answer, only muttering to himself, "Ayu, why did you leave? Why did you leave!"

His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had lost the spark of life.

Suddenly, Jing Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood, which looked like a blooming blood flower, particularly glaring in the darkness.

This sudden turn of events terrified Chen Fang and Lu Chuan.

Without hesitation, Chen Fang mustered his courage, carried Jing Yi on his back, and strode out.

"Lu Chuan, hurry up and get the car over here, quick!" Chen Fang's voice was tinged with urgency and tension.

"Right away!" Lu Chuan replied, then turned and ran downstairs.

Afterwards, the group quickly descended the stairs in the president's private elevator. The entire process was silent, and no one noticed what was happening.

Jing Yi was taken to the emergency room for the second time, while Chen Fang and Lu Chuan waited anxiously outside.

During the long wait, Chen Fang finally understood the reason for Jing Yi's depravity, and also learned the true identities of Guan Yu and Feng Ming.

His face was etched with melancholy and sorrow, an unspeakable pain.

He watched with frustration as Yi Ge ruined himself like this, and a surge of hatred welled up in his heart—hatred for Guan Yu.

His brother Yi has had it so tough. He finally found someone who loves him, but that person keeps deceiving him. No one could bear that.