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Returning to the room, she took out the items from the luggage bag one by one. There were only a change of clothes; nothing else seemed unusual.
Sitting quietly in the room, she decided to wait for Long Yi to return and ask him about it.
"I'm back. How is Yuan Xiu?" Just as she thought of him, his voice came through.
"You came back at the right time; I have something to ask you." She felt uneasy without getting an answer.
Yamamoto Ryuichi returned and changed into another set of clothes before coming back to her. However, upon seeing the luggage bag in front of her, he suddenly seemed to recall something, and his expression turned a bit grim.
Every move he made did not escape Misa's eyes. Noticing the subtle change in his expression, Misa vaguely guessed that there must be some issue.
"Who brought these things?" Before she could ask, he had already spoken up.
Misa looked at his face and murmured, "A staff member from the airport delivered them for you. I heard him say he has delivered to several others; they should be your subordinates who traveled with you. But I have something I want to ask you: where did you sign the contract with Fucha? How did it end up being sent back by the hotel?"
Yamamoto Ryuichi's expression grew increasingly strange as she spoke, his eyes staring blankly as if he were contemplating some dubious idea.
Seeing that he was slow to respond, Misa pressed on, "Where exactly did you and Fucha go?"
"We didn't go anywhere. Fucha and I were just in New York. As soon as I signed the contract, I received your call and immediately set off to come back. That's why I didn't have time to return to my room to pack my things; later, I called the hotel to have them send it over," Yamamoto Ryuichi finally answered after a long pause.
Misa observed his demeanor while he spoke, lightly chuckling and nodding as she murmured, "Oh, so that's how it is..."
Facing Misa, Yamamoto Ryuichi inadvertently revealed a sense of guilt. Although Misa said nothing, she noticed everything.
At night, the two people in bed seemed to sleep uneasily, each lost in their own thoughts. Misa was very sure that Long Yi was hiding something from her.
Meanwhile, Long Yi was worried that Misa would realize he had deceived her about going to Las Vegas to meet Wushuang. He had repeatedly assured her that he would not go back to Las Vegas or see Wushuang again, yet this time he had broken his promise!
Long Night, both individuals harbor their own secrets, yet neither dares to voice their innermost thoughts, leading to an irreparable tragedy in the future!
Yamamoto Ryuichi is rarely home during the day, while Misa spends most of her time at home taking care of Yuan Xiu. A question has been weighing heavily on her mind, and she knows she won't find peace until she gets clarity.
Fucha... Yes, how could she have forgotten such a key person? Fucha has always had dealings with Yamaguchi-gumi, starting from when her father was still in power. She has met Fucha a few times and believes he should still remember her.
She rushed to the study and dug out a pile of documents. She needed to find Fucha's contact information to ask what exactly happened that day in New York.
Found it... Misa held Fucha's information in her hands and searched for his contact details. Sure enough, it was written there. Sitting in a chair, she focused on the contact information left behind and dialed Fucha's private phone number.
“Hey, Yamamoto, what’s up?” came Fucha's raspy voice from the other end, initially thinking it was Yamamoto Ryuichi.
“Sorry, big brother, it's me, Yamamoto Misa.” Misa felt a bit nervous but still politely addressed him as big brother.
After a moment of thought, Fucha realized it was the daughter of Yamamoto Kazuo, now the wife of Yamamoto Ryuichi!
“Kiddo, why are you calling me? What’s going on?” In fact, Fucha was in his forties; previously, Misa used to call him uncle, which he still remembered. However, now that she had grown up, calling him big brother wasn't inappropriate; he just couldn't change his way of addressing her immediately.
“I’m sorry to bother you. I wanted to ask about a couple of months ago in the afternoon when you and Long Yi went to sign a contract. I can't seem to find him anywhere.” Her words felt foolish as soon as she finished speaking.
However, Fucha responded cheerfully, laughing as he asked her: “Did you two have a fight? Actually, we signed the contract in the hotel room that morning; we didn't go anywhere else. Don't overthink it.”
“In the morning? You signed in the morning, not the afternoon?” She questioned his timeline.
“Of course it was in the morning. We finalized everything by that next morning. I flew back to Thailand that afternoon. As for where Long Yi went afterward, I have no idea; all I know is he left New York.” Fucha was completely unaware of their situation and only shared what he knew.
Misa clearly heard Fucha's response and hung up helplessly, her lips trembling slightly: “Long Yi, you really did deceive me. For that lie, you didn’t even rush back when our child was critically ill. Why…”
Despairing, she closed her eyes, and her mind began to piece together the events of that afternoon.
The day after arriving in New York, he had already finalized the agreement with Fucha in the morning. Later, he must have gone to Las Vegas. Coincidentally, during those days, Rafas was in England, giving him more time to meet Wushuang.
At that moment, Yuanji suddenly fell ill. Long Yi must have been secretly meeting with Yan Wushuang to prevent anyone from disturbing him, which is why he turned off his phone. It had to be that way!
The pain buried deep inside her surged again. Why did it have to be like this? Why was it always because of Yan Wushuang? If he hadn’t hidden the fact that he was seeing her, if he had returned early that afternoon, perhaps everything would have been different. Perhaps if he had been there, her Yuanji wouldn’t have died...
"Yan Wushuang..." Misa suddenly shouted her name in frustration. If it hadn’t been for her, her father wouldn’t have died in vain. If it weren’t for her appearance, Long Yi wouldn’t have regained his memory; in his memory, there would only ever be one woman—Yamamoto Misa. If Long Yi hadn’t secretly met her and wasted time, her child wouldn’t have died without even seeing his father one last time. Everything was because of her—Yan Wushuang!
Why did she, the one who should have suffered the most, seem to have such good fortune? Why was she living happily despite having done wrong?
And what had Yamamoto Misa done wrong? First, she lost her family because of her; now she had indirectly lost her child because of her. Why was it always her who suffered? Why...?
This world was unfair—completely unfair. Why could she live happily and smile after making mistakes?
She couldn’t accept being burdened by Yan Wushuang for a lifetime. As long as Yan Wushuang remained in this world, she—Yamamoto Misa—would never receive Long Yi’s true heart. She would never obtain it!
Suddenly, a terrifying thought emerged in her mind: perhaps if she disappeared, everything would change, and Heaven would once again favor her!
In Las Vegas, joyful news kept coming in; Yezi had just undergone surgery and given birth to a boy named Kevin!
Faisal was naturally all smiles as he discussed how to educate children with Rafas.
Shouya became particularly sensitive whenever they mentioned children; his expression darkened immediately. Recently, it seemed there was some misunderstanding between him and Xinya, and they rarely saw each other.
Spring had passed, and summer had arrived. In the garden, Yan Wushuang played with two children on the grass where mats were laid out. Kevin seemed restless as Yezi took him along for a small gathering at the castle.
Three children were together, crying and laughing, and the men nearby couldn't help but smile.
During this time, everything seemed to be going smoothly. Monica's land acquisition project was ongoing, and everything was succeeding as planned. With Morina stationed in the UK, the group's image quickly improved, and business and projects gradually caught up.
"Lefas, don't you think everything is too calm?" Faisal suddenly remarked while looking at the five people not far away.
"What do you mean by that?" Rafas had not taken his eyes off Yan Wushuang and the two children.
"Yamamoto Ryuichi, do you think he's been too quiet?" He thought about how that guy had been plotting against Rafas all day long, yet now he seemed to have vanished without a trace.
Rafas remained silent, continuing to watch them play, especially the children together, which brought him great comfort.
He patted Faisal on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "When did you become more attentive to that guy than I am? But don't worry; it seems he hasn't made any moves lately. At most, he got married and had a child, then lost the child. Other than that, there's nothing that poses a threat to us."
"I forgot to ask you, does Wushuang know about Yamamoto Ryuichi's child?" he added.
After Rafas heard this question, he quickly turned his gaze to him and said, "You must not tell her about this. I don't intend for her to know. Since Yamamoto Ryuichi hasn't made it public and even found a baby to replace his son, we shouldn't gossip about it!"
Faisal nodded and joined Rafas in playing with the children...
Misa's accumulated resentment and hatred erupted this time; she would not let those who deserved it go unpunished...
In front of Yamamoto Ryuichi, she still pretended that nothing had happened, just like usual, staying at home to take care of the children. But only she knew what was truly in her heart.
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