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Su Qiao An sat on the carriage and thought for a long time.

When she regained her senses, it was already too late. She watched as Zhu Jiangci drove the car back to the Chu residence, and immediately opened her eyes in shock.

"This is my house. Is it strange that I drove back?" Zhu Jiangci asked in return.

Su Qiao An frowned, "Since you want to go home, why didn't you tell me earlier? You can put me down by the roadside! "

"You don't want to come back here?" Zhu Jiangci looked at her with deep and focused eyes. Seeing her startled by his question, he smiled, "It's normal that you don't want to come back, even I don't want to come back here."

In these past two years, he didn't know what he was hiding from. No matter what Feng Manli said about him, he wasn't willing to set foot in it.

Occasionally, when he returned home, he would uncontrollably return to that place that made him feel suffocated the most. It was like he was masochizing himself as he tried to recall the memories again and again.

If he hadn't left that night and made that decision, things might not have gotten so bad.

Zhu Jiangci's eyes turned dark as he opened the door and got out of the car.

Su Qiao An, who was left alone in the car, was stunned for a moment. When she got off the car, she saw a familiar place that made her feel flustered.

Zhu Jiangci took the black plastic bag from the back seat and carried her without saying anything. He strode in quickly and Su Qiao An struggled up, "Put me down!"

"If you want to draw more attention to yourself, then go ahead."

"…"

Su Qiao An became quiet and allowed him to hug her.

She had originally thought that Zhu Jiangci would bring her to the main house, but she didn't think that he would bring her around the main house and directly brought her to the small foreign room.

When Qiao Er opened the door and saw Zhu Jiangci carrying a woman back, she felt a little uncomfortable. She had always thought that this was the only quiet place left behind by her Young Mistress.

When she clearly saw what the woman in Zhu Jiangci's embrace looked like, she was shocked and then filled with joy.

Qiao Er moved closer, "Young Mistress!"

The simple phrase startled Su Yun. She looked at Zhu Jiangci and said coldly: "Can you put me down now?"

Zhu Jiangci did not hesitate as he entered the room and carried her to the sofa for her to sit on.

Qiao Er was very excited, "I knew that you would definitely come back, Young Mistress!"

"Qiao Er, I'm no longer the Young Mistress of Chu Family. Don't call me that from now on." Su Qiao An said coldly, "You can call my name to prevent others from misunderstanding."

"Young mistress, why …"

"Qiao Er, go upstairs and clean up the room. She will be staying here tonight." Zhu Jiangci interrupted Qiao Er.

Qiao Er just gave an 'oh' in shock. When he left, he looked at Su Qiao An a few times with reluctance.

Why did it feel like there was something different about the young mistress coming back this time?

After Qiao Er was sent flying, only the two of them remained in the living room.

Zhu Jiangci stood there and looked at the woman who was sitting on the sofa that was enveloped in a soft halo of light. He almost couldn't tell what was reality and what was hallucination.

Some people, when around you when transparent as air, after leaving, only then know how important it is.

Su Qiao An didn't have a nice expression on his face towards Zhu Jiangci. He kept a cold face and didn't even want to talk to him.

Zhu Jiangci stood at the side for a long time. Seeing that she was about to get up and almost fall down due to her leg injury, he subconsciously reached out to help her.

Su Qiao An fell back onto the sofa in a sorry state, he frantically grabbed Zhu Jiangci's arm and forcefully pulled him down.

Zhu Jiangci knelt on one knee on the sofa, his body leaning forward. The two of them were extremely close, the tip of their noses touching, he could clearly see the panic and panic in those clear eyes.

Four eyes met, and Su Qiao An stared at him without blinking.

Her deep eyes seemed to darken in the dead of the night. She could vaguely see a hint of light hidden deep within his eyes. With just a touch, he left. She didn't even have the time to distinguish what that obscure emotion was.

Zhu Jiangci came back to his senses before her and consciously moved away.

He sat on the tea table and bent down, his hand grabbing onto Su Qiao An's ankle as he lifted it up.

The legs of her pants were slightly rolled up, and her fair skin looked like fine mutton fat jade under the soft light.

His eyes were downcast and focused. "Your ankle is already swollen. For the next two days, you should walk a little less, and don't wear your high heels."

As Zhu Jiangci spoke, he opened the black plastic bag that was just brought in and took out the medicine.

The pungent smell of medicinal oil pervaded the air, causing Su Qiao An to furrow his brows and subconsciously dodge.

He poured the oil into his palm, the warm big palm covering his tiny protruding ankles, using a bit of force to push. Su Yun's leg shrank back, the pain made his expression change.

"Bear with it." Zhu Jiangci had only said this one sentence, but the movements of his subordinates became much lighter.

He carefully helped Su Qiao An massage the swollen parts of his body.

Staring at his soft black hair, at how seriously he helped him apply the medicine.

Su Qiao An's heart felt as if it was stung. He tightened his grip on the sofa cover.

She did not forget that Zhu Jiangci had also been gentle to her before, but that kind of gentleness had brought about a fatal poison.

He could calmly tell her to let go, to divorce her and find his happiness.

Happiness?

How could she have any happiness? From a very young age, she had placed all of her hopes on a simple promise. She blocked up everything, and in the end, lost miserably.

She practically did not dare to believe in Zhu Jiangci anymore. She was very afraid, afraid that in the next second after she chose to believe in him, he would once again personally push her to the point of no return.

"You don't have to." Su Qiao An looked away and said, "No matter what you do, I won't be touched."

"I'm not trying to move you, nor am I trying to make you forgive me. I don't need you to think about my work." Zhu Jiangci was speaking the truth.

Whatever he did for Su Qiao An was fine, it was not for her forgiveness, nor was it to reunite with him.

He was only making up for it in his own way, to make himself feel better.

As for Su Qiao An …

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that your mother died because of my selfishness, and I've always used that to criticize and criticize you." The moment he found out the truth, he was indeed in so much pain that he wished he were dead.

Su Qiao An had won, and she had succeeded.

Let him live in self-blame and guilt. Let him never be redeemed.

Now, she wouldn't even give him a chance to make amends.

"I know that those few years were all because of me. I was the one who ruined your life, so I don't have the qualifications to blame you."