"So, it’s quite normal for him to be so furious about this and strict with you. I guess he’s afraid you’ll end up like his mother, encountering enemies or people who covet him." Jiayi picked up his cup, took a sip.

Liang Anya’s eyelashes fluttered, a flash of thought involuntarily across her mind.

Could Fei Han be his enemy?

This was something she’d never considered before.

It shouldn’t be possible.

That dashing, extraordinarily graceful Western gentleman looked just like a wealthy, idle local tycoon, could he be Si Yuheng’s enemy?

If he were an enemy, wouldn’t he have made a move on me the first time we met?

Why make friends with me and help me so earnestly?

No, it shouldn’t be, right...

"Speaking of which, it’s not easy for Si Yuheng to have gotten this far. You know, when both of his parents died, he was just a few months short of adulthood. Despite being the Hall Master’s son, he was merely a fledgling youth. Without some ruthlessness, how would those old people be willing to listen to a kid? I heard he exerted considerable effort to suppress the situation in the hall, preventing the elders from causing trouble. With the help of Ryan, the Principal, he managed to control the situation." Jiayi sighed gently.

Ryan?

Liang Anya’s brow moved. No wonder someone as domineering and authoritative as Si Yuheng gave Ryan so much face.

If he were the new emperor, Ryan could be considered the prime contributor who helped the young emperor ascend the throne.

Of course, he would heed Ryan’s every word.

No wonder Vivi holds her head high; with such a father, she clearly sees herself as the future wife of Si Yuheng.

...

Time passed quickly while chatting with her close friend in the afternoon.

At dusk, a subordinate of Beiming Hall came to urge, "Miss Liang, it’s getting late; it’s time to go back."

Liang Anya stood up, "Hmm, coming."

After bidding farewell to Jiayi, she left her seat and, when no one was looking, took off the earring from her ear, tossing it under the chair.

********************

The car left the hospital, speeding down the road.

Near the castle, passing through private woods, Liang Anya glanced out the window. They were nearly at the closest point to the cabin. Her expression changed slightly, "Oh no!"

The subordinate driving was startled, stopping the car, looking through the mirror at Liang Anya, who was bending and searching everywhere, "What’s wrong, Miss Liang?"

"My earring is missing; I don’t know if it fell off in the car." She pushed her long hair behind her ear, her expression somewhat anxious.

The subordinate saw her one clean ear was bare and got out, walking to the back seat to help her search.

A few minutes later, there was still no trace of it.

"Could it have fallen at the hospital?" the subordinate couldn’t help but ask.

"I think so too; could you help me go back and look for it? It probably fell on the lawn." She was helpless.

The subordinate hesitated a bit, "It’s just an earring, Miss Liang; you can just buy another one."

"That earring was something I bought while studying in Italy, a handcrafted piece by a favorite artist of mine. Although it’s not very expensive, I’ve worn it for years and never taken it off; I’m quite attached to it." She bit her lip.

"Well, how about I take you back first and then return to the hospital to look for it?"

"The hospital is a public place, not the Huo Family; with people coming and going, I’m afraid if I don’t find it immediately, even if it’s not picked up by someone, the cleaning staff might clear it away. So, could you quickly help me find it? The rest of the way isn’t far; I can walk in slowly myself."

"You’ll... walk in yourself?" the subordinate hesitated for a moment.

"Yes. Is there a problem? This is a private road, and there are no outsiders." Liang Anya added a touch of discontent to her anxious tone, straightening her chest.

The subordinate hesitated.

Since Miss Liang had returned to the castle from the hospital, her relationship with the Hall Master had clearly improved.

Even a blind person could see that these days, the Hall Master stayed close to her daily.

Just yesterday, he allowed her to take the little heir out to the amusement park, and today he permitted her to visit the young lady of the Huo Family at the hospital.

What else could he say?

Besides, they had already entered the private road section of Beiming Hall, and indeed, it wasn’t far from the castle.

"No problem." the subordinate replied and said, "Alright then."

After getting out of the car, Liang Anya watched the vehicle leave in a swirl of dust, paused for three seconds, then quickly dashed through a gap in the dense forest, racing towards the cabin to the west!

At this moment, she finally thanked herself for being in the school athletics team since childhood.

Previously, her teacher noticed her long legs and pushed her to join the track team, making her practice sprinting all the time, which she had been reluctant about.

It turned out to be for the purpose of using it one day in A Country.

The distance that would take ordinary people more than half an hour or even longer to walk, she reached in just over ten minutes, panting heavily.

Inside the cabin, Fei Han had already arrived as promised.

Fei Han’s efficiency was indeed high. In just a few days, he had prepared two forged personal documents and handed them to her: "These are for you and Xiaoxiao. Keep them safe. The day after tomorrow, try to find a way to bring Xiaoxiao to the west gate of the private forest, where I will meet you... After you leave, I’ll handle everything. In any case, Si Yuheng won’t be able to find you and your daughter anymore."

Liang Anya looked at the documents in her hands, sighed in relief. Without these exit-entry papers, even if she made it to the airport, she wouldn’t be able to board a plane and return home. With these, everything was better.

She slipped the documents into the inner pocket of her oversized coat. She had deliberately chosen a coat two sizes larger than hers, precisely for the convenience of storing things today.

Yet her mind stirred again, looking at Fei Han: "Fei Han, why are you helping me this much?"

The conversation with Jiayi this afternoon had disrupted her mind.

The Fei Han in front of her made her start to feel conflicted and suspicious.

Is he really just kindly helping me, or is there—another motive?

"Didn’t I say before, since you treat me as a friend, this is how I treat my friends." Fei Han smiled faintly.

She hesitated with her lips again, "By the way, Fei Han, there’s something I want to ask..."

"Hmm?"

"You said before that your lover died from a gunshot, what exactly happened? Who did it?" Her tone sounded casual, just like she was asking casually.

Fei Han’s eyes flickered, "Why ask this suddenly?"

"Didn’t you say we’re friends? You know so much about me, but I know very little about you. It seems... like I’m not treating you as a friend. Why, are you uncomfortable telling me?" She pretended to be unconcerned, but inside, she felt a surge.

About Fei Han’s lover, she hadn’t thought much about it before.

But now, for some reason, she felt a strange connection—

A young woman, shot dead?

This matter, why does it seem like I’ve heard it somewhere before?