CHAPTER 400: CHAPTER 400 A GIFT

Yun Shifei closed the door, and tears uncontrollably began to fall.

Her pet was playing with its favorite toys, but upon noticing its owner’s poor mood, wagged its tail and approached, its face full of concern as it gazed at Yun Shifei.

Flustered, Yun Shifei fumbled to pull out her phone, but she didn’t hold it firmly, and it dropped to the floor.

She realized that even her hands were trembling.

Why was it like this? Yun Shifei felt incapable of controlling her trembling fingers.

Just the thought of Cheng Lie being in trouble made her feel as though the sky was collapsing.

It couldn’t be—it simply couldn’t be. In her previous life, until the day she died, Cheng Lie had been fine; surely he would be fine in this life too.

But then again, so many things had changed in this lifetime. Who could say if Cheng Lie really wouldn’t face trouble?

After all, Mu Chengzhu, possessing memories of the future, could easily use his foresight to create trouble for Cheng Lie; such a thing would be effortless for him.

Yun Shifei consoled herself and tried calling Cheng Lie, but as usual, the call wouldn’t go through.

She then dialed Zhao Pan’s number.

To her surprise, this time the call connected.

Zhao Pan was still lying in the hospital, waiting for Qin Chi Jin’s people to come and meet him, hoping they’d bring him a new phone as well.

He hadn’t expected that, just as he’d inserted his SIM card into the new phone, he’d receive a call from Yun Shifei. For a moment, his vision blacked out, unsure if he should answer.

Still, given Cheng Lie’s current uncertain whereabouts, it seemed only right to let Miss Yun know.

"Miss Yun," Zhao Pan answered the phone.

Hearing Zhao Pan pick up, Yun Shifei heaved a sigh of relief. Since Zhao Pan was safe, surely Cheng Lie must be safe too.

Mu Chengzhu must have been lying to her.

Yun Shifei smiled and asked, "Where’s Cheng Lie? Why can’t I reach him on his phone?"

Zhao Pan hesitated for a while before he finally said, "Miss Yun, this matter is a bit complicated. Please calm down and listen to me."

Yun Shifei responded with a quiet "Mm."

Zhao Pan explained, "That day, we went to West City, thinking we’d found clues about Mr. Cheng’s father. But when we entered the woods, our people betrayed us, attempting to kill Mr. Cheng."

"Afterward, an explosion occurred, and he fell into the river. Cheng Lie likely fell into the river too. However, it’s been days, and there’s still no sign of Cheng Lie. Honestly, I’m starting to lose hope."

Hearing Zhao Pan’s words, Yun Shifei felt the last shred of hope within her dissipate completely—her mind buzzed blankly.

So, that uneasy feeling when he left had been a premonition after all.

So, the dream she’d had—the scene in that dream—had been real.

Cheng Lie was truly in trouble.

Yun Shifei didn’t even know how she ended the call.

She leaned against the corner, her gaze falling on the painting hanging on her bedroom wall—the one Cheng Lie had painted of them watching fireworks together.

In those years, she hadn’t realized he liked her.

But he had—he had liked her for so many years.

When Yun Shifei thought back on their love, she always felt deeply moved. To have lived anew, to meet someone like Cheng Lie who had loved her so deeply—it gave this life profound meaning.

At least this life wasn’t wasted.

But why? She hadn’t set lofty goals for herself in this lifetime—she hadn’t thought about revenge or grand ambitions. All she wanted was to live sincerely, to enrich and beautify her life, such a simple request. And yet, she still couldn’t achieve it!

First there was Yun Sisi, and now there’s Mu Chengzhu.

It seemed no matter how many lifetimes she lived, she couldn’t escape Mu Chengzhu’s shadow.

Mu Chengzhu must have been involved in Cheng Lie’s troubles too.

Otherwise, in her previous life, she had never heard of Cheng Lie encountering such misfortune. Of course, her memories of him from then were not very clear either.

Thinking of this, Yun Shifei took a deep breath, her eyes gradually hardening with icy resolve.

She decided she would give Mu Chengzhu a big gift at his wedding.

Tomorrow was Mu Chengzhu’s wedding, and Yun Shifei had already packed her luggage.

She planned to go to West City to find Cheng Lie, no matter the outcome. If she didn’t go, her heart wouldn’t be at peace.

Although Zhao Pan’s words hinted at Cheng Lie’s slim chances of survival, Yun Shifei still believed that Cheng Lie would be fine.

In her previous life, he had risen to greatness, enduring a great deal of suffering—there was no way he would fall so easily.

Of course, before leaving, Yun Shifei sent Mu Chengzhu a gift.

At that moment, the most luxurious hotel in South City was hosting a grand wedding.

Yun Sisi donned a beautiful wedding dress and a stunning makeup look. Gazing into the mirror, she felt extraordinarily pleased.

She thought to herself, I truly look so beautiful! Today, I’m the star of the show.

She could sense that Mu Chengzhu didn’t seem to love her.

But that didn’t matter. After the wedding, they’d have years together—surely, over time, she could make Mu Chengzhu love her.

Meanwhile, Mu Chengzhu was still tied up with work at the company, even with the wedding fast approaching.

He wore a perfectly fitted suit, focused intently on his documents, frustrating his assistants to no end.

Wasn’t Mr. Mu supposed to be getting married? Why was he still here reviewing files?

Of course, none of them dared to ask.

It wasn’t until nearly five o’clock that Mu Chengzhu rushed to the hotel.

He had already skipped the portion of the ceremony where he was supposed to pick up the bride from Yun Sisi’s house.

After all, nothing about that segment would be public. The only part visible to others was the hotel wedding.

He had even invited reporters, imagining the eventual photos would surely turn out well.

Thinking of this, Mu Chengzhu’s lips curved faintly.

Did Cheng Lie think he’d die here? Impossible.

Instead, Cheng Lie had met his demise first.

Mu Chengzhu was quite satisfied with Cheng Lie’s fate, but recalling how Yun Shifei had cried upon hearing the bad news about Cheng Lie yesterday, he felt restless.

Just how much could she possibly love Cheng Lie?

Soon enough, the wedding began.

Mu Chengzhu had long instructed the MC to simplify the ceremony—he just wanted to get through it.

But Chen Min disagreed with Mu Chengzhu’s approach, and Yun Sisi also didn’t want her once-in-a-lifetime wedding to appear too rushed. So she had prepared a speech draft.

She had given prior instructions to the MC, so after warming up the crowd with a few jokes, the MC invited Yun Sisi to speak.

This part of the ceremony caused Mu Chengzhu to frown slightly. When had Yun Sisi planned this?

Yun Sisi’s speech had been crafted by a PR expert—a masterpiece of high emotional intelligence.

Initially, Yun Sisi had been surprised that the writer knew about Yun Shifei, but upon explanation—that her generous payment prompted a bit of research—she came to trust the speech even more.

Yun Sisi had carefully reviewed it several times, confident it would achieve the effect she wanted.