Ye Xiaoqiong went to see He Shiyuan immediately.

When He Shiyuan saw her, she finally let go of her worry:

“Miss Ye, are you all right? I guessed something happened on your end!”

Ye Xiaoqiong shook her head, “I’m fine. Du Zhaoqi had someone look for you, right? You took a huge risk helping me, and I’m truly grateful! Even though you were paid, you didn’t have to go this far.”

If it was about money, Du Zhaoqi would have paid generously, as long as He Shiyuan gave him what he wanted.

He Shiyuan pursed her lips, “People say women like me have no honor, but they don’t know we can remember kindness too. You paid me to do a job, and after paying, you didn’t need to care whether I lived or died. So why did you still persuade me to get treatment and introduce me to doctors?”

She had contracted a serious illness.

Since getting sick, she had fallen to the lowest ranks of her profession.

Everyone who knew about her illness wanted to stay far away from her, including the family she had previously supported!

Ye Xiaoqiong hired her precisely because of her illness.

But Ye Xiaoqiong told her she didn’t have to let others decide whether she should live or not.

Others despised her, thinking she should hide away like a sewer rat, dying quietly in some drain… Ye Xiaoqiong asked why should that be. She had the right to choose whether to live and how to live.

Even if she tried and failed, at least when death came, there would be fewer regrets.

She could die with more dignity…

He Shiyuan pulled back her wandering thoughts, eager to begin:

“Miss Ye, now that you’re safe, are you going to deal with Yuan?”

“Yes, and the sooner the better, because I’ve fallen out with Young Master Du, and I don’t know when he’ll try to stop me. You need to consider whether you still want to help me with this.”

He Shiyuan looked conflicted:

“…So you’re out of money?”

“Almost, I have a little left, but not much.”

Ye Xiaoqiong told the truth.

He Shiyuan hesitated, “Can you still drive the sports car?”

“Should be able to, I paid six months’ rent upfront.”

“Then I’ll continue helping you. We’re at the final stage anyway, I want to see this through to the end.”

A smile appeared on Ye Xiaoqiong’s face.

“Then we need to call Zhou Yi back to watch the show. Work and rest combined – Zhou Yi’s studies might even improve. I think she’s hit a bottleneck period.”

He Shiyuan was excited: “Ah, this is my favorite part.”

A performance needs build-up for the climax to be truly satisfying!

The build-up was a bit short… but that’s how things go in life, they’re never as perfect as planned. To prevent Du Zhaoqi from interfering, Ye Xiaoqiong had to act quickly.

Before returning to Hong Kong, she hadn’t anticipated being confined, but given her disagreements with Du Zhaoqi, she guessed he probably wouldn’t let her handle Pengcheng matters anymore. She had already mailed several photographs to America.

By her calculations, Zhou Yi should have received them by now.

At this time, her good friend Joan should properly check on Zhou Yi.

Ye Xiaoqiong took a deep breath. Even without Du Zhaoqi’s manpower, she had to complete this task.

Revenge could rely not only on borrowing others’ strength but also on one’s wisdom.

She couldn’t rush or panic. She had to bring Yuan Han down completely, ensure he could never recover, make him lose everything in disgrace, and ensure he could never use his appearance to deceive another woman!

…

America, New York.

Zhou Yi left the classroom, swinging her arms. Qi Wei, who had been interning with Wen Manni for quite a while, hadn’t relaxed her supervision of Zhou Yi at all.

It had started as a deal with Xia Xiaolan.

But spending time together day and night, hearts being made of flesh, it was impossible not to develop genuine feelings.

Zhou Yi’s princess treatment was quite enviable.

But Qi Wei felt Zhou Yi wasn’t a bad person.

Zhou Yi was just somewhat confused, not knowing what she wanted, an ordinary person without clear life goals… While she might be troublesome, at least she hadn’t caused trouble for Qi Wei. Moreover, after supervising and urging her for so long, and investing so much energy, Qi Wei had come to view Zhou Yi as her “fledgling” to care for.

After teaching for so long, would she finally be able to fly successfully?

Thinking about letting go now, she worried this one might fall halfway through the flight.

Wouldn’t all her invested energy be wasted then?

No, no, absolutely cannot allow that to happen.

“How was it? Do you feel confident?”

Zhou Yi didn’t dare boast any more. Last time she was sure she’d pass, but ended up failing.

“I don’t know…”

“It’s okay, the results will come out quickly. I think you’ll pass this time.”

Qi Wei comforted her instead, afraid the princess would lose her momentum if she failed twice. Zhou Yi hooked her arm around Qi Wei’s shoulders, “Well, I’ll just take it again if needed. I’ve come this far, how could I give up at the last two hurdles?”

Looking at Zhou Yi, compared to when she first came to America, she did seem transformed.

She had the vigor of a student now.

Most amazingly, while her relationship with her roommate had been terrible at first after her spoken English improved, somehow they had become friends.

So Qi Wei felt Zhou Yi wasn’t entirely useless… Indeed, Zhou Yi came from a good family background in China, and people from good families, even if a bit slow, couldn’t be too bad.

Life might have gone a bit astray, but with family support, it was easy to get back on track.

Qi Wei returned to the dorm with Zhou Yi. The Middle Eastern roommate tapped the table:

“Zhou, your mail, and there was a phone call! Next time if you don’t collect your mail yourself, I’ll burn it!”

“…Sulaiman, why can’t you break the habit of helping while complaining? If it weren’t for your temper, we would have become friends long ago!”

Roommate Sulaiman’s expression was exaggerated, “Be friends with you? I’m not your friend, you can’t even speak English properly.”

Come on, they were all at language school together. Sulaiman also needed to pass the language requirement, and Zhou Yi felt she was already very accommodating of Sulaiman – she spoke Chinese English, but Sulaiman’s accent was quite heavy too!

They had become familiar through such bickering.

Zhou Yi held the unopened letter while the phone call was from Joan, a friend as important as Qi Wei. Whenever Joan came to America on business, she would always visit. Joan kept her secrets, protected her dignity, and cared about her life.

Zhou Yi began opening the mail while calling Joan back, “Joan, are you coming to America again?”

“No, I’m not. I wanted to tell you I won’t be able to come to America for a while due to work changes. I’m in Pengcheng now, you can come to see me when you return to China.”

Zhou Yi naturally promised enthusiastically.

“Once I can get into a school, I’ll make a trip back. Oh, you’ll be in Pengcheng? What a coincidence, my husband is in Pengcheng. Joan, if you need any help, you can find him. I’ll give you his address—”

The mail was opened.

Inside were several photographs.

She recognized the man in the photos, but these images left Zhou Yi completely stunned.

Her mind felt like a train was rushing through it.

Boom boom boom.

—BOOM!

Yuan Han, the photos showed Yuan Han, in compromising situations with other women!