Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again-Chapter 1460: Women Share the Same Gender but Not the Same Fate

Chapter 1460: Chapter 1460: Women Share the Same Gender but Not the Same Fate

Her heart churned with emotions as she murmured in Qin Yize’s embrace, "Ah Ze, I know, I know!"

Then the two held each other in silent understanding.

A strand of indescribable intimacy and harmony flowed between them like water, as if both forgot their respective tasks and the unknown tempests that awaited them.

At this moment, nothing else mattered.

A while later, Qin Yize gently released Gu Qiaoqiao, tidied her hair, and flashed a faint smile at her; even though the sky was gloomy now, something like sunshine seemed to lurk in Qin Yize’s smile.

It was as if the small car compartment was bathed in the warmth of a spring day.

"Ah Ze, let’s go." Gu Qiaoqiao’s voice carried a hint of laughter.

Qin Yize nodded, started the car, and drove steadily yet speedily towards Sky Sea City.

Two hours later, Qin Yize’s car entered the city.

Neither had been here before, everything was unfamiliar. Gu Qiaoqiao hardly had time to observe the streets and crowds that were starkly different from the North; she pointed ahead and whispered, "Ah Ze, go through three traffic lights on this road, then turn right, the person is there."

Zhao Yuan wasn’t in the downtown area, he resided at the city’s outskirts.

Upon reaching their destination, they realized that although they were at the city’s edge, it was still bustling with people.

Even under the gloomy skies, pedestrians filled the sidewalks.

Gu Qiaoqiao glanced at the time; no wonder, it was rush hour.

Qin Yize parked the car at the spot designated by Gu Qiaoqiao, then the two got out, and Gu Qiaoqiao directed her gaze toward the indicated point, her brows furrowing.

Qin Yize also reacted similarly, his hand clenched at his side, his eyes darkened as he looked at the building before them.

Gu Qiaoqiao had pointed at the second floor of a five-story old building.

The location was on the west side, and on the west side there was surprisingly a kindergarten.

In other words, Zhao Yuan lived in the kindergarten.

Living in the kindergarten presented many possibilities, one of which was that he was an employee of the kindergarten, certainly newly hired, and guessing his role wasn’t hard—night watch, gatekeeper, cook could all be options...

Yet Gu Qiaoqiao was puzzled, Zhao Yuan was not yet thirty, while not very young, he was also far from old-age; why would they hire such an outsider for a night watch?

Cooking for the children in a kindergarten is quite important, wouldn’t the principal pay attention to this?

But now, they couldn’t know for sure.

Despite this, Qin Yize knew that even if Zhao Yuan stood alone on the balcony, they couldn’t make a move now.

Because there were children in the kindergarten.

Any reckless move might trigger a disastrous chain reaction, posing too much risk; even Qin Yize wouldn’t dare take such a gamble, the consequences would be too dire.

Thinking of this, Gu Qiaoqiao realized this person intentionally lived here.

This only amplified the danger.

Qin Yize squeezed his hand at his side, then looked across the street and said solemnly, "Qiaoqiao, there’s a hotel opposite, let’s stay there and wait until night to take action."

Gu Qiaoqiao glanced at the point of light, nodded, and followed Qin Yize back into the car, driving across the street to a hotel, parked the car, gazed at the building opposite, and Qin Yize guided Gu Qiaoqiao into the equally old building.

This place was really chaotic, the hallway covered with all sorts of advertisements, the smell unpleasant, with the stale damp mustiness of old earth, causing Gu Qiaoqiao to wrinkle her nose.

But Qin Yize seemed unfazed by such surroundings as he went straight to the hotel’s registration room, which was a room on the right of the corridor.

A few years ago, lodging required a local referral, now individual hotels were springing up like mushrooms after rain, making it very convenient, and certainly relaxed; a simple registration of names, not even checking IDs, even when IDs were being more widely used.

The young woman responsible for registration cast repeated glances at Qin Yize, and as Qin Yize walked off with the room key, she poked her head out, caught sight of Gu Qiaoqiao waiting at the stairs, and withdrew her head, yet still scornfully curled her lips.

The function and structure of women are alike, but their destinies differ; the girl around her age had married such a handsome husband, while she could only linger here, enduring harassment from some guests, as well as a life of poverty and day-after-day exhaustion.

The young woman bitterly gripped her pen, staring at the registered room number, 301, her eyes turned, she picked up the phone beside her, not knowing why these two chose to stay here, but judging by their attire and bearing they were evidently affluent, she phoned her paramour, who was also a local bully.

After a few words, she put down the phone, convinced that there would be a substantial payoff this time.

Qin Yize’s room was on the first of the third floor, near the stairs, the odors on the upper floors no less varied or indescribable...

Fortunately, Gu Qiaoqiao promptly used a Spirit Talisman to block her nose, otherwise, she would truly find it unbearable.

This had nothing to do with being spoiled by wealth or upbringing.

It was purely sensitivity to smell.

Qin Yize watched Gu Qiaoqiao’s frown with pity, yet apart from here, there was no better spot to conduct surveillance.

At this moment the corridor was quiet; Qin Yize squeezed Gu Qiaoqiao’s hand and whispered, "Bear with it, tonight we’ll settle this."

Gu Qiaoqiao nodded, Qin Yize opened the room; the room lacked open windows, the air thick with the stench of damp decay and tobacco.

Gu Qiaoqiao entered the room, frowning.

The room was shabby; there was a double bed, the sheets and duvet were blue plaid—looked fine from afar, but up close were stained, mostly with what appeared to be blood.

There were also quite a few hairs of varying lengths.

Even Gu Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but be repulsed, despite Qin Yize’s exceptional tolerance, he too involuntarily wrinkled his nose.

The floor at least looked decently clean.

Ordinary individual hotels of this era were like this, bathrooms and showers were shared.

Here was no exception.

Of course, this couldn’t compare to Lijing Ho, Lijing Ho was a five-star hotel.

This was just a small hotel.

Gu Qiaoqiao gave it a sweep with her eyes and turned away, muttering, "Ah Ze, I’d rather sit in the car."

Qin Yize’s jeep was notably clean and comfortable.

Right now, Qin Yize stood by the window, his clear and cool gaze fixed on the kindergarten opposite.

The children over there seemed to be having lunch, lining up as they passed through the hallway.