On the way back, my mind was still immersed in the events of the evening, swaying back and forth, and then in the midst of swaying, I recalled a detail: when Circle stabbed his own finger with the dinner knife, most women would have been scared out of their wits by now, but Jian Wei remained calm throughout.@@novelbin@@

Suddenly, I associated this with the scar on her wrist. If the scar was really an accidental injury by someone else as she claimed, she should have been more terrified, unless it was self-inflicted. Only then, having gone through such an experience, could she maintain her composure in the face of what Circle had just done.

Upon such analysis, my heart suddenly felt as if it was being gripped by an invisible hand, followed by a dull pain. I wished to believe it was a misjudgment, so I comforted myself: after all, Jian Wei has always been a strong woman, so she must have a tough character to support her dominance, and based on this, she certainly wouldn't be frightened by that scene.

In the midst of repeated self-comfort, my heart finally calmed down a bit. Then I stepped on the accelerator again, driving against the howling evening wind, heading to that small world where I could briefly rest.

...

The next morning, I returned to Xitang. After finding an empty spot to park the car, I walked towards the inn and found Le Yao leisurely swinging on the balcony rocking chair with sunglasses on, seemingly very relaxed.

I called out to her, "Have you had breakfast?"

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