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Xia nodded. Her tone was still filled with doubt. "He can even do that? I would have never expected it."

Ziyue smiled. "His mother is a cartoonist."

No one else knew about the fact.

Xia scratched her head. "That's really surprising. Mr. Qin is talented."

Ziyue smiled without a word. Muchen was not only a person with many talents but also familiar with numerous

dishonest ways.

A thought flashed through Xia's head. "But that's weird. He came to visit Zixi and drew for him. That means he's

alright. If so, why didn't he come to see you?"

Ziyue's face dimmed with the comment.

Xia was not wrong. She was reasonable.

If Muchen was doing well, logically, he should come to her.

Yet, as she searched for him in the corners of the earth, he had never shown a glimpse of his face all those times.

He came to visit Zixi. That would mean that Ziyue was not seeing things when she saw him at the café the other

day.

What happened on the plane? Was he hurt? How was his body?

Even though he could draw, that only meant that his hands were unharmed. Did he hurt his legs or any other area

of his body?

Was he worried about seeing her because of the divorce?

As the thoughts flooded her mind, Ziyue felt that it made sense but was absurd at the same time.

Muchen was that scared of her?

She refused to believe it.

Could it be that he was not in a spot where he could see her freely, and this was his way of telling her?

He would never have given himself away if he did not want her to find him. He appeared and came to draw for Zixi.

Was it not to tell her that he was alive?

Ziyue's mind was muddled.

She looked around. Needless to say, Muchen was not there. She hopped out through the open window and

searched around the building, but he was nowhere to be seen.

He did not stay back for her.

All she had thought was just speculation if she had not seen him.

Only he would know the truth.

Xia led Zixi toward Ziyue, standing in the middle of the yard with a grim expression. "How is it?"

"There's nothing." Ziyue shook her head and held Zixi's tiny hand. "Let's go back for now."

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As night fell, Ziyue put Zixi to bed and left the dark bedroom.

She took the drawing from Zixi's classroom and went to the study.

It was indeed Muchen's drawing.

Why would he refuse to see her?

She was stressed out looking for him ever since the plane crashed.

Even so, she was content knowing that he was alive.

She sat quietly. After quite some time, she switched off the lamp and headed out of the room in the dark.

It was not difficult for her to navigate her way as she was familiar with the study's layout.

She stepped into the doorway. She turned around to shut the door and lifted her head without thinking much. A

beam of light was shining on the glass window wall.

Her heart jolted as she pushed the door open and strode straight toward the window.

Her heartbeat quickened as she went closer.

However, the light flickered and suddenly disappeared.

Ziyue was stunned and quickly moved forward. All she could see through the window was the dim streetlamp.

She scanned around frantically, but there was nothing in the yard.

She ran downstairs. A maid was drinking water in the dining room and saw Ziyue rushing by. Thinking something

had happened, the maid worriedly asked, "Is something wrong, Mrs. Qin?"

Ziyue did not bother answering her.

The maids in the residence frequently changed. Those that were allowed to work there were able to think on their

feet. When Ziyue ignored her, the maid called for a few guards to follow her.

The maid led the guards and found Ziyue searching for something in the compound. She even looked through the

bushes.

"Mrs. Qin, did you accidentally lose something out here?" The maid went up to Ziyue and asked carefully.

Ziyue turned to her, dazed, before shaking her head. "No, I didn't."

Her mind was in a whirlwind.

When she spotted the light in the study, it was evidently a torchlight, a bright one at that.

Her first thought was that it was Muchen.

But what was he doing there in the middle of the night if it was really him?

He had already achieved his goal if all he wanted to do was let her know he was alive. There was no point in doing

that.

If he wanted to see her, he had plenty of opportunities when she looked for him. It was not necessary to come in

the dead of the night.

In that case, whoever it was did not come with good intentions.

Ziyue's expression turned darker. "Get in the house first."

The maid and guards quickly followed her back into the house without a word when they saw her expression.

They went to the lobby. Ziyue stayed standing and gave her instructions gravely. "I want guards on duty at all times

from today onwards. Be on guard. I'll increase the number of guards tomorrow."

"Understood."

"Thank you for your work."

Ziyue had a bad feeling about the uninvited guest. They were most probably there with LK Group in their mind.

It was not confidential that Muchen was aboard the plane. Everyone knew that he was missing. Besides, no one

dared to make a move for the past month because they were unsure if he was still alive.

With Muchen gone, she, as the spouse, would be the inheritor if nothing out of the ordinary happened.

Yuchuan called her before and told her to return to Country J. She rejected him immediately at the time.

It seemed that Yuchuan was the most probable suspect.

Yuchuan had never treated her well. Perhaps he wanted to get rid of her. In that case, LK Group would be his as he

was the only person biologically related to Muchen.

Ziyue went back upstairs with a heavy heart. She went to her bedroom but had trouble falling asleep throughout

the night.

Early next morning.

The sky had only started to lighten up when Ziyue crawled out of her covers.xo.com fast update

Her complexion was pallid from the restless night. She put on makeup to cover it up. After preparing breakfast, she

went to Zixi's room to wake him up for school.

Initially, Ziyue considered making Zixi stay home because of last night's events. But there was only one week left

until the winter break.

Children are sensitive to changes. If she told him not to go to school, he would notice the tense atmosphere at

home and might feel uneasy. She did not want that to happen.

She went into his room to wake him up but found him dressing himself