Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 122 of 214
Little Dorsk's eyes blazed. Yes—he had obtained a hugely important piece of information. Before his death, his father had kidnapped Shu Ya. That meant Shu Ya had very likely seen how his father had died at the end—seen what had killed him.
As long as he found Shu Ya, he could find that money. Little Dorsk was elated. Over thirty billion euros, after all—no small temptation to anyone.
Now that he had found a lead, young Dorsk lost no time and immediately began investigating Shu Ya's movements. Xiao Qing hesitated again and again, but in the end decided to come clean to Yang Ce and tell him the truth of the matter. After all, this was not something that could be kept hidden forever; sooner or later the fire would not be contained by paper. Besides, Xiao Qing did not want to conceal it from Yang Mo Yi either. Yang Ce trusted her, had told her everything about himself, even the secret of his ability, and yet she still had things she was hiding from him. Just thinking about it made Xiao Qing uneasy.
Fine, then. She would confess. No matter how Yang Ce might look at her afterward, no matter whether he still loved her the way he once had, Xiao Qing would accept it. Who had told her to be muddle-headed for a moment and do those things?
Of course, reaching that decision had been extraordinarily difficult. Xiao Qing was in great pain as well. After all, her attachment to Yang Jue Huan had now reached a point where she could not bear to let go. From the first reading to now, whenever something happened she habitually thought of Yang Ce; she had come to regard Yang Ce as the support for the rest of her life. Whether or not Yang Ce could give her a proper status, she would not fuss over it, so long as Yang Yong Jin simply abandoned her.
But the problem now was this: if Yang Ce really learned of that matter, would he despise her, loathe her? Xiao Qing did not know what Yang Ce would think. Yet if she looked at it from the other side, if the one involved were Yang Ce, and Yang Ce had gone behind her back to play that unnatural game with other men, it was truly unimaginable. Xiao Qing felt disgusted just thinking about it; at the very least, she would never accept it. Now reversing the roles, Yang Ce should probably think much the same way. Of course, Xiao Qing had no idea of Yang Jue Huan's grand ideals; otherwise she would not have been so panicked.
Trembling, she dialed Yang Jue Huan's number and said cautiously, "Yang Ce, this is Xiao Qing."
"Oh, Sister Xiao Qing. Missing me?" After seeing Chen Shu Tang home last night, Yang Ce had detoured to Liu Yan's place. He had been away from home so long that it was only proper to pay his godfather a visit upon returning.
But when he went yesterday, he had noticed that Xiao Qing was not in the best spirits, looking as though something weighed on her mind. With his godfather and godmother present, Yang Shuo Xuan could not ask too much; he had merely told her to rest well.
"Yang Ce, do you have some time?" Xiao Qing was in no mood to banter with Yan; she spoke directly and gravely.
"What, don't tell me you want to do that right now?" Yang Heng Ye said. "Can't wait?"
"..." Xiao Qing fell silent for a moment, then said, "Yang Ce, I have something important I want to talk to you about. Can you come over?"
"Something important?" Yang Pu Qi was startled. Xiao Qing rarely spoke to him in such a serious tone, which made Yang Mo Yi somewhat uncomfortable. "What important thing?"
"About our future," Xiao Qing said after a pause. "Let's talk about it in person."
"Our future?" Yang Mo Yi was a little suspicious, but still said, "All right. Where are you? I'll come over right now."
"I'm at home," Xiao Qing said. "Just come straight over."
"Wait for me. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." Yang Ce hung up and walked into the office. He had just been discussing the opening of the jewelry company with Zhang Bin.