Chapter Seventy-Nine: I Have Investigated You Additional chapter for those who gifted the tourmaline diamond-I Loved You, and That Was All(Tourmaline)

But before I could say a word, the girl, with her exaggerated fake eyelashes, shot me a disdainful look. “You’d better leave. Mr. Luo already knows you gave me the photos. I don’t want you to get me killed.”

I didn’t believe her. I wanted to go upstairs and see for myself, but she called over the security guards and had me thrown out.

I struggled, refusing to believe that the deranged man had truly gone abroad. If only I could help Xia Qi and her father now—apologies, admissions of guilt, whatever he demanded, I would do it.

Just as I was pushed to the ground again, someone reached out and pulled me up.

I looked up into a face both familiar and strange.

Shu Congxuan held my arm, inspecting it with a few glances, and asked quietly, “Are you alright?”

I was so aggrieved that tears welled in my eyes. The security guards, seeing him, stood respectfully. “Mr. Shu, why are you here?”

Shu Congxuan brushed the dust from my arm and asked gravely, “How can you treat a young lady like this? Is this the level of professionalism for staff at Lan Feng Group?”

The lead guard explained, “Mr. Shu, forgive us. We didn’t know this lady was a friend of yours.”

Shu Congxuan ignored him, turning to me. “Anxin mentioned you just a few days ago. I didn’t expect to run into you here. Who are you looking for?”

To me, he was the last lifeline. I clung to him desperately. “Mr. Shu, could you help me find Luo Ange? I have something urgent to discuss with him.”

He studied me for a moment. “Luo Ange has gone abroad.”

He had no reason to lie. I knew Luo Ange was avoiding me. Or perhaps he stood at the summit, a dangerous smile at his lips, watching as I stepped, one by one, into the pit he’d dug, struggling to survive, unable even to die.

Shu Congxuan took me to a nearby café, ordered me a drink, and asked gently, “Take your time. Tell me what’s going on. Maybe I can help.”

Genuine sincerity shone in his eyes. From the first moment I met him at the old Luo mansion, I knew deep down this man was nothing like Luo Ange.

But if he asked what my relationship with Luo Ange was, how could I answer? How could I admit that Luo Ange’s relentless torment of Xia Qi and her father was entirely because of me?

No, I couldn’t. Luo Ange had dragged me into hell. I couldn’t—I couldn’t…

Luo Ange had calculated that I would come to him. He had anticipated everything, even that Shu Congxuan would help me. So what did he really want?

I didn’t dare think further. Hell wasn’t frightening anymore—since my birthday, I’d already been there.

But I couldn’t let those I cared about descend into hell with me.

I couldn’t be so selfish. I could only bide my time and wait for Luo Ange’s return.

I remained silent. Shu Congxuan sipped his coffee and asked slowly, “I heard he withdrew funding from Kangda’s aid project? Is that why you’re looking for him?”

Suppressing my shock, I faced this astute man, afraid to make a false move.

He smiled. “Surprised I know? Aren’t you and Principal Xia’s daughter close friends? The Xia couple always say they want to make you their goddaughter.”

I hadn’t expected him to know even that. Was he investigating me?

Shu Congxuan stirred his coffee. “I admit, I’ve looked into you.”

His candor startled me even more. But why?

He smiled at me. “To pursue you. I wonder if that’s reason enough?”

I put on a stern face. “Mr. Shu, do you realize what you’re saying?”

He nodded. “I do. I am Shu Congxuan. You are Yi Lanshan—the girl I couldn’t forget after just one meeting.”

My mind went blank with a thunderous roar. All I could think about was getting out of here, getting away.