Often, people are creatures of hindsight.
It was only at this moment that Xiao Churan realised she had already fallen in love with Ye Chen. However, the warped beginning of their relationship meant their feelings never developed properly, and now it was too late to correct it.
She knew clearly in her heart that, for reasons both emotional and rational, she had to leave Ye Chen, whether temporarily or permanently. She had to vanish from his world first.
In this situation, she had missed the best opportunity to steer their relationship in the right direction.
Seeing her pained expression, Tang Sihai understood that this was no easy matter for Xiao Churan.
Leaving Ye Chen wasn’t just about leaving her husband; it meant saying goodbye to her entire social circle.
Not only her, but her parents as well, would have to completely disappear from their lives, leaving no trace.
Moreover, she had guessed the connection between Gu Qiuyi and Ye Chen, which likely made things even harder for her.
At this thought, Tang Sihai felt some sympathy for Xiao Churan and sighed, “Mrs. Ye, you needn’t worry too much about Miss Gu. Although she has a betrothal with the young master, he remains very loyal to your marriage.”
Xiao Churan remained silent, her mind replaying the interactions between Tawana and Gu Qiuyi at the Yanjing concert a few days ago.
She had always suspected the masked assassin was her husband, Ye Chen, and now it seemed certain.
She couldn’t understand why Tawana would fall for her husband, but now it made sense. Though Tawana was more famous than Gu Qiuyi in the entertainment world, her background paled in comparison. If someone as exceptional as Gu Qiuyi could remain devoted to Ye Chen for years, why should it be surprising that Tawana liked him?
Thinking further, what about Wang Dongxue, Song Wanting, and Fei Kexin—each more outstanding than the last? Why were they so respectful to Ye Chen? Perhaps they, too, had long fallen for him…
At this thought, Xiao Churan’s heart ached terribly, tears welling up uncontrollably in her eyes.
She stayed silent for a moment, holding back her tears, and said to Tang Sihai, “Thank you, Butler Tang. I’ll come back here before Ye Chen’s birthday to discuss the arrangements.”
Tang Sihai nodded gently, saying respectfully, “I will be waiting at Qixia Temple for you, Mrs. Ye. Whatever you need, I will do my utmost to arrange.”
Xiao Churan gave a slight bow, “Thank you, Butler Tang, and thank you, Master Jingqing.”
With that, she looked at the vibrant flowers in her arms and said to Master Jingqing, “Master, these flowers, I’ll return them to you!”
Jingqing shook his head, clasping his hands together, “Amitabha, these flowers regained their vitality because of your destiny, Mrs. Ye. They are fated to be yours. Take them home and care for them; they may live on for a few more days.”
Spiritual energy is the fundamental energy of all living things. Jingqing had infused the wilted bouquet with spiritual energy, transforming it into life force for the flowers. However, his limited cultivation meant he could only restore their vitality, not make them grow further. With greater cultivation and more spiritual energy, the flowers might have bloomed in an extraordinary way.
