When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase-Chapter 531: Reunion with Lu Qilin (1)

Sheng Jianan, being tall, couldn’t fit on the apartment’s sofa. The man just leaned crookedly on it, one hand resting on his forehead, his eyes tightly closed.

In the morning, Tang Yanqi came out of the bedroom, groggy with sleep, and was startled by the person on the sofa half-way through a yawn.

Sheng Jianan had already sat up, dark circles under his eyes, and his shirt was a bit disheveled.

"When did you come back?"

Sheng Jianan got up and walked toward her, suddenly reaching out to pull Tang Yanqi into his arms.

Tang Yanqi didn’t know what was happening but sensed something was off. She patted Sheng Jianan’s back: "What’s wrong with you?"

Sheng Jianan let her go, a smile tugging at his lips: "I’m going to take a shower. I’ve already called in for you. Wait for me a bit, I have something to tell you."

Sheng Jianan’s smile was gentle, but Tang Yanqi frowned. Her intuition told her that whatever Sheng Jianan was going to say was definitely not good news.

As she watched the man’s figure disappear behind the door, Tang Yanqi turned and went into the kitchen.

The apartment wasn’t big enough, so Aunt did not live here, only coming at noon and leaving after they returned in the evening.

Tang Yanqi toasted a few slices of bread and poured two cups of milk. Just as she returned to the dining room, Sheng Jianan came out of the bathroom.

He had changed into a white shirt, his hair was wet, but he looked much more refreshed overall.

Tang Yanqi glanced into Su Weiyi’s room, the little girl was still sleeping, so Tang Yanqi didn’t disturb her and returned to sit at the dining table: "What do you want to tell me?"

Sheng Jianan bit into a piece of bread, keeping his head down, chewing and swallowing before turning to look at Tang Yanqi. He moved his lips, seemingly unsure of how to start.

Tang Yanqi watched him quietly, and after a while, Sheng Jianan finally spoke: "He’s dead."

Sheng Jianan’s voice was very soft, and Tang Yanqi was slightly taken aback.

He? Who is it?

The air was silent for two seconds. Sheng Jianan didn’t explain further, but Tang Yanqi had already realized, and slowly lowered her gaze: "When did it happen?"

"Three days ago."

Tang Yanqi didn’t show much reaction, but Sheng Jianan could clearly feel her hand stiffen slightly.

"Yanqi..."

Sheng Jianan wanted to say more, but Tang Yanqi suddenly stood up, walked into the bedroom without saying a word, and closed the door behind her. Sheng Jianan knocked on the door outside, but there was still no response from Tang Yanqi.

Inside the room, she stood alone in front of the window, looking at the sky outside. The weather was very nice today; the sun was eagerly showing its fiery head. Facing the morning light, Tang Yanqi slowly closed her eyes.

Three years ago, the tragic scene of her mother’s death replayed in her mind. At that time, towards Tang Ruhai and Shen Wanqing, she was filled with hatred, wanting the Tang Family to pay for her mother’s death.

So, when she learned of the Tang Family’s bankruptcy, Tang Ruhai’s imprisonment, and Shen Wanqing’s death, she felt no sympathy at all, as if it was a perfectly normal occurrence.

Now, hearing the news of Tang Ruhai’s death from Sheng Jianan, Tang Yanqi found a heaviness in her heart. Was it sadness? Not quite, just a bit of heaviness.

Tang Ruhai was her father, although he never acted like one. Nevertheless, he was her father, because his blood flowed through her veins; after all, blood is thicker than water. Is that why she feels a bit heavy-hearted?

Right now, she really wanted to talk to someone, but that person was not Sheng Jianan.