g.Jian Tong was still sitting in the back seat of the car, but she wasn't calm.The buried skull was not out of guilt, but because she looked at this old man who had been called "Xia Butler" since chil...At this moment, seeing this man washing himself with cold water so early in the morning, engaging in such self-inflicted suffering, all the emotions I had suppressed these days suddenly erupted.

"What on earth are you trying to do! Shen Xiujin!"

Don't you understand what I'm carrying on my shoulders!

Do you understand, I handle that mountain of mess every day with fear and trepidation, navigating a circle I completely dislike.

Don't you understand, every morning when I wake up, I have to prepare for battle

I have absolutely no time, and I wouldn't dare to waste any extra time.

Back home, I still have to face you.

Don't you understand, taking care of you is exhausting for me!"

She screamed at him, and he was taken aback.

She knew she shouldn't bring her emotions home, shouldn't vent all her complaints at him.

But at this moment, seeing this person seemed to be against her, playing with cold water self-flagellation, she couldn't help it. Once her emotions had an outlet, those that had been silent before, were like a water valve that couldn't be closed, and they gushed out all at once.

She had exhausted all her strength, shouting and roaring. With a bang, she collapsed onto the ground, leaning wearily against the wall behind her. The energy seemed to drain from Jian Tong's body in an instant, she trembled as she reached out and slumped her hand over her eyes. She had to admit, and she couldn't help but admit—she was teetering on the brink of collapse.

Not crying or making a fuss, calm as water, are all illusions.

"Shen Xiujin," the woman collapsed, covering her eyes as if to smother her pain. "Let me be the one who forgets, please."

Wouldn't it be nice to have a reset button, where with just one click, you could format your entire life and start over

"Tongtong, don't cry. It's my fault. Tongtong, don't cry, I was wrong." A panicked voice in his ear.

Jian Tong closed her eyes, letting the tears flow freely. She was fed up with the Jian family, fed up with Shen Xiujin, fed up with Jian Mo Bai's illness, fed up with Jian Zhen Dong who had drained the Jian family and left her with an empty shell of a mess, fed up with Jian Tai Tai who only called to complain about Jian Mo Bai's condition, and fed up with Jian Zhen Dong's mistress who constantly asked her about the heir of the Jian family.

She almost laughed, she never dreamed that after enduring for so long, she would completely break down on such an ordinary morning.

"Tong Tong, I was wrong, Tong Tong, Tong Tong."

Jian Tong let the man hold her tightly, letting him call out to her over and over, as if calling out to his most beloved lover... A sarcastic curve played on her lips.

"Let me go." After a long silence, she moved softly, yet resolutely pushed the man away, stepping out of his warm embrace. "Don't take cold showers anymore."

As if nothing had happened, she instructed the man who resembled a child... She lowered her eyes, but only she knew that she still had things to do.

This is why she can't collapse yet.

"Asu wasn't intentional... Asu is hot, it hurts so much."

That person was speaking haltingly.

Jian Tong was stunned. She hadn't considered this aspect at all just now. She stared blankly at the man for a while... So, had he even disappeared along with how he coped, including his past memories

She lowered her gaze slightly, catching a glimpse of that area on him from the corner of her eye. It was still prominent, his pajamas were soaked by the shower water and clung to his body, making it even more obvious.

Lifting his gaze, he saw the man's face flushed crimson, his obsidian eyes glistening with unshed tears, as if enduring some unspeakable torment.

"You... wait." She ran out, picked up the phone on her bedside table. How could she possibly explain this to him

"Jian Tong, you're up early and not sleeping. Don't bother me," Xi Chen said impatiently over the phone. "What could possibly be so urgent"

"Just—" The words died on her lips. She realized she didn't know how to bring this up with Xi Chen. On the other end of the phone, Xi Chen was already impatiently urging, "Spit it out."

"It's fine."

Click, hung up the phone.

She turned around, and in the restroom, the person was still staring at her with wet eyes, watching her return.

Jian Tong gritted her teeth and walked over, forcing herself to quickly stretch out her hand and grasp it.

"Mmm," the person let out a sigh of contentment from deep within their throat.

Jane quickly let go as if she had been burned, "I see. Just do what I did before if you feel uncomfortable later."

After speaking, she turned around and quickly left the restroom with a cool expression. However, her ears were flushed crimson.

Chapter 304: Duke Keane

Sanya

Banyan Tree

"Just relax a little," the light-colored suit man said, leaning in close to the woman's ear with ambiguity.

The woman took a slight step back, and even this unintentional, subtle movement was noticed by the man.

A slight shift in his gaze, and he had already politely stepped back two paces, chuckling softly: "Little one, you're too tense."

She curled her palm, feeling a sticky sensation in her palm. Of course she would be nervous...the person she was about to meet…

"Actually, there's no need to be so anxious. He has the habit of taking a summer vacation at the Banyan Tree Resort in Sanya every year, usually staying for about a month." The man's Mandarin, tinged with an exotic flavor, sounded like a low and deep cello at this moment:

"Therefore, child, you have absolutely no need to see that person immediately upon arriving from your journey, tired as you are."

She shook her head, and even now, her heart was still in turmoil.

Without telling anyone, she ran away.

As for what she was running from, only she knew.

After the silence, there was a long stillness.

"Kane, go in." But ultimately, it was Jian Tong who broke the silence first.

What the woman didn't see was that during this long silence, the tall and handsome man beside her had been staring at her intently. Unlike the deep-set eyes of Easterners, only her reflection could be seen in this man's eyes.

"Alright." The low, cello-like voice was unexpectedly compliant this time. The man extended his arm with gentlemanly courtesy; no further words were needed. The woman, without hesitation, reached out and took it. It was merely a formality.'m much better now."She lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment before nonchalantly asking, “Mr. Caine, did Vivian give me your contact information”“Yes, I heard you were sick, and I’m worried abou...