Rebirth: CEO's Sweetheart Reaches the Life Pinnacle!-Chapter 696 - 613: Unpredictable

Su Meng heard Li Si asking if she knew what those two men were talking about, seemingly both unhappy.

Without thinking much about it, she recounted to Li Si what Long Wu had said to her intermittently when he sobered up after drinking too much—the matter of Nie Xiuwei being taken away by Interpol, where he uttered some unpleasant words that angered Heizi. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Even after hanging up the phone, Li Si was still confused. So is he upset because of Nie Xiuwei, or Long Wu?

But the more she thought about it, the more something felt off!

She slipped on her slippers, unable to suppress the urge to go see what Leng Mochen was up to. Wouldn’t it be better to just talk things out?

Between husband and wife, there aren’t always so many rational arguments to be made.

If his mood is bad, then as his wife, she should be more forgiving.

In the study, Leng Mochen’s face was solemn as he worked, occasionally lifting his eyes from the files to glance toward the door. At such a late hour, the hallway was completely silent.

He had expected Li Si might come to ease their strained relationship, perhaps by bringing milk or something else.

But tonight, she was eerily quiet—not even coming downstairs for dinner.

Everything felt increasingly off, and a vague sense of unease crept over him. Yet his personality kept him from apologizing first.

He thought it really wasn’t a big deal—just a minor misunderstanding that led to a small spat between them.

Perhaps after a night, the little rascal would calm down on her own.

She might revert to her usual chirping self, buzzing around him, recounting in detail the trivial happenings while he was away.

Those things he wasn’t particularly interested in, but as long as she talked, he loved listening.

That feeling gave him warmth—it felt like home!

At this moment, the phone on his desk vibrated. Looking at the caller ID, he picked it up.

"What’s the matter?"

On the other end, he listened to whatever was said, his furrowed eyebrows gradually smoothing out. He commanded in a deep voice, "Keep following. No matter what, find Sima Ling. Additionally, investigate Qin He’s recent whereabouts from the Qin Family. Hmm, alright, I understand."

He hung up the phone and rubbed his tired nose bridge.

Then he turned to look out at the nighttime view outside the window: "Qin Xin!!"

Back then, he hadn’t intended to interfere in Qin Xin’s affairs.

But once involved in some matters, there was no way to extricate oneself.

Moreover, the transaction between Nie Xiuwei and Qin He—what exactly was the nature of it? He still had no clue.

Given Nie Xiuwei’s animosity toward him, perhaps the man intended to topple him entirely.

Once the holiday ended and he fully took over the Leng Family, some upheaval was inevitable.

If they indeed reached a consensus, they wouldn’t miss this chance to strike while he’s down.

So priority one was to find Qin Xin and send her back to the Qin Family, to let her face off against Qin He. That’d be ideal.

This way, he could sit back and watch the infighting unfold for entertainment.

And also, in the process, it would count as lending Qin Xin a helping hand.

At the end of the day, he still couldn’t entirely steel his heart.

For a former lover, even if the bond was counterfeit, within the love and hate entanglement, there was still some sincerity.

Standing quietly at the study door, Li Si tightly gripped the icy handle with her slender, pale fingers but couldn’t bring herself to press it open.

Just now, she’d overheard a phrase—a faint, muffled sound escaping through the door. Yet she distinctly caught Qin Xin’s name.

Qin Xin! Ever since she got into that car supposedly sent by Nie Xiuwei, she had been missing without a trace.

Li Si had once believed that Leng Mochen wouldn’t concern himself with Qin Xin’s whereabouts anymore. Only now did she realize how naive she had been.

Could it be that, upon learning Nie Xiuwei was taken away, Qin Xin’s whereabouts became impossible to track, which led to him treating her like this?

At that thought, Li Si felt an unbearable ache in her heart.

This wasn’t the first time!

In her memories, he was practically a faithful and devoted man.

But whenever Qin Xin—the ex-girlfriend from his past life—was involved, no matter how adamant his declarations were, his heart seemed to ripple in subtle ways when things happened.

Even if his words were resolute and firm, deep down, there would still be fluctuations, wouldn’t there?

Li Si slowly closed her eyes. She believed she’d found the root of the problem.

Suddenly, she felt somewhat lost, a bit heartbroken, and above all, uncertain about his heart.

Unpredictable! Incomprehensible! That was her true state at this moment.

Her pale, delicate face—normally graced with a faintly curved smile—was now tinged with a mocking sneer.

She had always believed she was the exception, that she was the only one in his heart.

That no other woman could catch his eye or settle into his heart. But contrary to expectations, perhaps she was merely the latecomer.

Those memories from his past life—though he’d never explicitly mention them—weren’t they still imprinted deeply into his soul?

As for Qin Xin—how could he have no feelings at all, acting indifferent no matter what happened to her?

She truly had deceived herself, deluded into thinking everything was fine.

Li Si silently withdrew, returning to the bedroom. She lay down mechanically. Her heart, however, was in utter chaos, and she didn’t even know what she was waiting for.

Maybe she was waiting for him to come back and have a good talk with her; maybe she was waiting for him to discuss the events of the day; or perhaps, she simply wanted to hear what he had to say about Qin Xin, the woman who troubled her so much.

She wondered internally: If his heart really held Qin Xin, then how should she respond?

Should she live as a polite yet detached couple for the sake of their child? Or should she have an all-out fight to clear things up, even if it meant raising the child on her own?

In this world, aside from Buding, the person she trusted and loved most was him. Yet, he...

Tears suddenly slid down from the corners of her eyes, soaking into her hair in the silent night, appearing so pitiful and helpless.

By the time Leng Mochen finished his work and quietly pushed open the bedroom door, it was already the middle of the night. He saw Li Si lying there with her back facing him.

Her even, steady breathing led him to believe she was fast asleep.

He stood there with deep, contemplative eyes for a long while before retrieving his pajamas and entering the bathroom.

Li Si slowly opened her swollen eyes, turning to gaze in the direction of the bathroom. Hearing the rush of water, she let out a soft sigh.

By the time Leng Mochen finished his shower and stepped out of the bathroom, Li Si had already turned back pretending to sleep.

He dried his hair and body carefully before lying down beside her.

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her, he hesitated to pull her into his arms to dote on her.

But he was slightly uneasy, unsure if she was still upset.

The close proximity between them had an inexplicable tension—a sense that her turned-back posture was filled with cold rejection.

He watched her for a long time before finally softening his breathing and falling into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Li Si slept close to the edge of the bed. Their bed was large enough to fit another person comfortably in the middle.

She remained completely still, her mind racing with thoughts throughout the night, only falling asleep close to dawn.

Leng Mochen had assumed that a night’s rest would restore Li Si to her usual self.

But clearly, he had misjudged this peculiar, inexplicable cold war...