Nangong Yaoling stared at the painting, his pupils becoming extremely deep.

He always thought he had found her, and in his excitement, he didn’t think too much, only hoping to make it up to her.

However, he didn’t expect that he too would be overwhelmed by longing; when he saw the face identical to hers and the scars on her body, he truly believed everything.

In the end, he still didn’t find her.

Nangong Yaoling’s lips curved into a mocking arc. He couldn’t believe that he was foolish enough to be used for a dream that was impossible to capture, a lost dream, and even hurt the woman he cared about most.

Suddenly, he reached out, picked up the Zippo lighter from the table.

He struck the flame and placed the painting over it.

On the white paper, the girl’s beautiful face slowly burned and blossomed in the blaze.

This girl who once, countless times, lost his soul.

But now he finally understood that perhaps some things become beautiful because they are lost.

Then let him forever remember the pure and kind Xia Qiqi.

Nangong Yaoling gently placed the burning painting in the ashtray.

Watching it slowly burn into ashes.

Yet somehow feeling something was also being lost inch by inch with that burning flame.

However, his mind flashed to another face.

Xia Xiaonuan’s smiling visage appeared before his eyes, causing his heart to stir slightly.

Luckily, he still had her now.

Having her, he already felt very content.

Under the sunlight, the man’s beautiful face emitted a stunning glow.

His lips inadvertently curved into a smile.

Then he thought of something else and took out a document from another drawer.

Opening it.

Inside was the contract left by Mrs. Xia.

If he guessed right, Jiang Xue came for this contract.

Suddenly, his mind recalled what Xia Xiaonuan said when she woke from a nightmare yesterday.

"I just dreamed of Xia Xinmei... I dreamed... dreamed she turned into Jiang Xue..." Xia Xiaonuan said tearfully, "They want to take my child... Yaoling... I’m so scared..."

Nangong Yaoling’s pupils dangerously narrowed in an instant.

He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Young Master." Qin Yi’s voice sounded.

"Investigate all schedules and phone records of Jiang Xue during this period and also have someone visit her hometown to thoroughly investigate Jiang Xue’s identity."

"Yes, Young Master!" Although Qin Yi was puzzled, not understanding why Young Master suddenly wanted to investigate Jiang Xue again? Did his words have an impact, or does Young Master suspect that Jiang Xue’s identity is false?

Impossible, if it were false, how could Jiang Xue know everything about Xia Qiqi? Also... there must be a bigger conspiracy here!

After hanging up the phone, Nangong Yaoling pondered and dialed another number.

In the luxuriously decorated living room.

Wu Da looked at Xia Xiaonuan sitting on the sofa and said with a strange expression, "Young Mistress, we’ve been tracking Xia Xinmei these past few days, and her life is just going to the company or home. But today she went to the beauty salon and we just... just..."

"Just what?" Xia Xiaonuan asked, puzzled.

"We just lost her."

"Lost her?" Xia Xiaonuan widened her eyes, "Could it be she discovered you?"

"Maybe." Wu Da said with a strange expression.

His mind, however, flashed to this morning when their car was constantly following Xia Xinmei...