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But I didn't say anything; I just smiled lightly. "Thank you. I'm usually busy with work and don't have much time to come and keep her company. I'm sure she would be very happy to have you here to talk to her."
"Mm." Zhang Yunxin seemed to be lost in thought, responding dismissively as she hurried to leave. "Since you're here, I'll take my leave now."
"Wait a moment." I quickly called out to her.
Hearing my voice, she paused for a moment, her hand reaching for her bag trembling slightly.
I keenly observed this subtle movement, and my suspicions grew stronger.
I maintained a calm smile and said to her, "Let me walk you out."
"By the way, there are some things I'd like to ask you."
I set down my things and accompanied Zhang Yunxin downstairs.
Standing in the elevator, the atmosphere felt somewhat awkward.
I wasn't sure if Xinchuan had told Zhang Yunxin about the argument we had at the Western restaurant last time.
I guessed she already knew.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be acting so nervous.
Zhang Yunxin deliberately avoided my gaze. She fiddled with her phone for a long time, appearing quite busy.
But when I glanced over, I saw that her phone screen was just displaying the home screen.
With her head down, she seemed on the verge of wearing out the screen from swiping it so much before finally asking me, "Jiang An, you mentioned wanting to ask me something?"
"Yes." I nodded but only said, "I heard from Xinchuan that your company is currently developing a new type of medication that can treat insomnia?"
As I spoke, I carefully observed Zhang Yunxin's expression.
I had no intention of tearing our facade apart so soon. I deliberately brought up that medication to see how she would react.
Sure enough, the next moment, I saw her smile freeze unnaturally on her face.
She didn’t answer my question immediately; she hesitated for a moment, as if considering something.
Or rather, it seemed more like she was trying to think of an excuse.
After a brief pause, she replied with a troubled tone, "Yes, but that medication is still in the research phase and hasn’t been confirmed for use yet. Why do you suddenly ask me about this?"
"What a pity. I was actually going to ask if your medication could help someone like my mom."
"Your mother seems to be in good health. If her insomnia isn’t too severe, I would still recommend against her taking medication. After all, psychiatric medications tend to have some harmful components."
"Is that so?"
What an ironic statement.
I really wanted to ask her—
Since you know that all medicine has its poison, should it not be considered a hidden agenda to have Xinchuan drug my water?
But in the end, I didn’t voice that thought; I just smiled and said, "Well, thank you for the reminder."
At that moment, Zhang Yunxin probably realized that my previous words were a test and quickly added, "However, our project is already quite mature. Compared to other sleeping pills on the market, our research significantly reduces harm to the human body. I believe it won’t be long before we get approval for release. If your mother really needs it then, feel free to contact me anytime."
"Okay."
I didn’t say anything further and simply walked Zhang Yunxin to the entrance of the sanatorium.
I wasn’t sure if it was because of bringing up the medication, but the already delicate atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
As we approached the door, Zhang Yunxin turned to me and said, "You should head back. I'll call a cab."
Seeing her eagerness to leave, I asked, "Isn't your boyfriend coming to pick you up?"
"He's still working late and doesn't have time," she replied.
Seizing the opportunity, I suggested, "How about I give you a ride? Where are you headed?"
"No, no. You just got here; you should stay and have dinner with Auntie," Zhang Yunxin quickly waved her hand. "I'm just going to grab a bite nearby. A cab will get me there in a few minutes."
"Are you meeting someone?"
"Yeah... I'm meeting a friend for dinner."
What was meant to be casual small talk suddenly made Zhang Yunxin's expression stiffen.
At that moment, I couldn't help but think of Xinchuan.
I didn't press further, just smiled and said, "Then you should go. The evening rush hour is coming up; it wouldn't be worth it if you get stuck in traffic."
"Okay."
After a few seemingly ordinary farewells, I watched as Zhang Yunxin got into the taxi.
Yet, her anxious reactions lingered in my mind.
She clearly looked like someone with something to hide.
Once Zhang Yunxin was gone, I immediately pulled out my phone to check the real-time video recording from Xinchuan's car dashcam.
What a coincidence.
The car was just driving down the road.
Through the street signs in the scene, I immediately recognized that Xinchuan's car was heading towards the nursing home.
To be precise, it was going to Fountain Square, not far from the nursing home.
When I saw Xinchuan drive into the underground parking lot of Fountain Square, I was almost certain of my guess.
Earlier, Zhang Yunxin mentioned she had a dinner appointment nearby, and Xinchuan had "coincidentally" arrived at the only large shopping mall close to the nursing home.
What does this mean?
It goes without saying.
I quickly drove over to follow them.
As soon as I parked and headed upstairs, I spotted Zhang Yunxin.
She was with her "friend," chatting as they walked through the mall.
Just looking at their backs—
Hmm.
This combination, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, was a match made in heaven.
No wonder they were the couple I had genuinely rooted for back in school.
I thought to myself, if that man weren't my husband, this scene would be even more harmonious.
Yes.
The friend Zhang Yunxin had arranged to meet was none other than my husband, Xinchuan, whom I hadn't yet divorced.
They seemed so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice me and soon walked side by side into a restaurant.
The restaurant had a glass wall facing the mall.
Through the glass, I could see what was happening inside.
I quickly walked into the café across from the restaurant, chose a suitable spot, and began observing the activity within.
Unfortunately, Xinchuan and Zhang Yunxin did not choose a table by the window.
I vaguely saw them walk through the restaurant corridor and into the interior, after which I could see nothing more.
For the next hour, I sat restlessly with a cup of coffee in hand.
I knew that those two were right there in the restaurant, but I felt powerless to do anything.
All I could do was wait.
Last time, when I caught Xinchuan and Zhang Yunxin checking into a hotel, I was flustered and panicked, and I simply ran away without doing anything.
This time, I didn't want to feel so helpless again.
Even if I couldn't confront them like they do in TV dramas, at least I needed to find an opportunity to take some photos that would help me win the Divorce Lawsuit. That was my silent resolve.
However, since they were still in the restaurant, there wasn't much I could do at the moment.
So, I had to be patient.
I would wait until they finished their meal.
Who knows? It might just be a spark waiting to ignite.
While they were eating, I sent a message to the private investigator I had contacted earlier.
I asked if he was available to come over now.
The private detective said that would be an additional charge.
It was now his off-duty time, and he still had to accompany his girlfriend to the movies.
Ha.
I wish them a happy ending, hoping they don't follow my old path!
Although the private detective wasn't physically present, he still diligently guided me remotely with a few tips.
He said that timing is crucial when it comes to catching someone in the act.
I must wait until both people in the room are completely undressed before going in.
Otherwise, I wouldn't capture anything, and the situation could easily become awkward.
I thought for a moment and asked him, "Do I really have to rush into the room? Is there a more subtle way?"
After all, if I was already there, I couldn't just take the photos and leave, could I?
What do they say?
Since I'm already here, I might as well say a few words.
But I'm not very good at arguing.
I was worried that without backup, I wouldn't be able to hold my own against them.
After a while, the private detective replied, "You don't have to go upstairs. If you can capture them being all lovey-dovey in the hotel lobby, that should work just fine."
I replied, "Got it. Thanks, boss."
I summarized everything.
The private detective's words were similar to what Chen Feiyang said last time.
Anyway, the key point is to capture their intimate actions.
As for the setting, it's just a bonus.
I pondered for a while, still hesitating whether to go all out and catch them in the act, nailing them to the pillar of shame for their infidelity.
Before I could come to a conclusion, the two of them had already walked out of the restaurant.
To my disappointment, there was no sign of intimacy at all.
Not even a single finger touched.
From the moment they appeared in my line of sight, Xinchuan and Zhang Yunxin maintained just the right distance between them.
Neither too distant nor too close.
They chatted and laughed as they walked toward the mall's entrance.
Seeing this, I quickly got up to follow them, wanting to see if they would head into the nearby hotel.
However—
They exited the mall.
I watched as Xinchuan raised his hand to hail a taxi, watching Zhang Yunxin leave.
I was instantly filled with disappointment.
What is going on?
Is it really just a meal and nothing more?
I couldn't help but think this was absurd.
But then I reconsidered...
Wait a minute.
Am I actually expecting my husband to go to a hotel with another woman?
This situation feels off...
I frowned, and before I could think further, I looked up to see Xinchuan walking toward me.
I was startled.
Did he notice me just now? Is that why he took Zhang Yunxin away first?
In a panic, I ducked into a Clothing Store, my heart racing wildly.
Suddenly, I felt like the guilty thief.
Hiding behind the shelves in the Clothing Store, I peeked outside.
The store clerk shot me several strange looks.
They probably thought I was a shoplifter.
Honestly, they were overthinking it.
Who would be such an obvious thief?
From the gap between the shelves, I saw Xinchuan walk past the entrance of the Clothing Store, heading straight inside.
As he walked, he typed on his phone, seemingly messaging someone.
It appeared that he didn’t notice me at all.
I let out a sigh of relief.
After waiting for a moment, I stepped out of the Clothing Store and looked around for any sign of Xinchuan.
A few minutes later, I spotted him coming out of a flower shop.
He was holding a large bouquet of red roses.
Seeing those flowers made my heart tighten suddenly.
Red roses are undoubtedly the flowers of lovers.
After all, I had never heard of anyone giving such flowers to friends or mothers.
So, who was Xinchuan buying this bouquet for?
I had no way of knowing.
Suddenly, I remembered when Xinchuan and I first got together.
At that time, I would half-jokingly complain to him that he had never given me flowers.
Perhaps he got tired of my nagging. One day, he asked me what flowers I liked.
I said red roses.
Xinchuan mercilessly teased me, asking how I could like such a cliché flower.
I shot him a glance.
What's wrong with being cliché?
Love is inherently a cliché and straightforward thing.
From that moment on, Xinchuan began to learn how to buy me flowers.
Occasionally, on his way home from work, he would stop by and bring me a red rose.
A red rose that cost two dollars.
It could make me happy for several days.
He teased me again, asking how I could be so easily satisfied.
I told him he didn't understand.
What made me happy wasn't the red rose.
It was the solid feeling of being cherished by someone.
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