Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The kind of love… The things she had done eight years ago, he didn’t want her to know the truth as he didn’t want her to bear all that pain.

The traffic light turned green in front.

But Shen Liangchuan was still lost in his thoughts. He regained his composure all of a sudden when the driver of the car behind him kept pressing the horn hastily.

He started his car and then continued to head forward.

However, his gaze became gradually firm.

One could not live in the past forever.

Just like Xiao Qiao and him, they had to move on.

Song Yuanxi was thinking of harming her and so, he had to protect her.

He would carry whatever burden there was from the past.

As for his Xiao Qiao, all she had to do would be relax and dance freely on the stage that he had set up for her.

His car reached the villa area very soon, and there was a security officer that came over to open the door for him.

Shen Liangchuan lowered his gaze and said to the security officer suddenly, “This villa shall not welcome Song Yuanxi from now on.”

When the security officer heard this whilst opening the door, he was stunned and then reacted immediately. “Yes, Mr. Shen. Without your permission, Ms. Song will not be allowed to enter from now on.”

Shen Liangchuan nodded his head lightly and drove into the villa.

He hadn’t noticed that as soon as his car had entered the villa, a car came in and stopped directly at the main door. Qiao Lian alighted from the cab.

She had a lot on her mind the whole way back home. When she reached home, she saw Shen Liangchuan’s car at the courtyard. So he was already back?

Qiao Lian raised her head to look at the bedroom on the second floor. Indeed, the lights had been turned on.

But she did not know how to face Shen Liangchuan at home.

He had said to Song Yuanxi today that “no one would be able to harm her if I am around.” She was touched.

But Song Yuanxi had tried to frame her numerous times, yet he hadn’t been able to stop her and had in fact wanted to hide all this injustice?

It was impossible to say that she did not hold any grudges.

She could understand Shen Liangchuan’s situation, yet as this matter concerned her, she felt unhappy about it.

So she decided to head upstairs, but as she was intending to enter the room, she suddenly heard Shen Liangchuan making a phone call on the balcony. “Director Wang, I hope that Yuanxi can stay with the filming crew and not venture elsewhere.”

“… Ok. Pardon me for troubling you.”

Qiao Lian stared at him while he stood there after hanging up the phone.

The moonlight shone on him, casting his tall shadow, which felt cold and lonesome.

Qiao Lian’s nose twitched with sadness, and then she turned around and headed outside, as she did not know how she should face him.

After that, she picked up her cell phone and sent him a message:

Something came up at the news agency, I need to work extra hours for some last minute thing.

Qiao Lian did not know where to go. She hailed a cab and headed to the news agency for real.

Everyone from the news agency had already ended work and left. She lay quietly on the huge sofa in the news agency and at some point of time, she fell asleep.

It was already morning when she woke up. She was awoken by Shi Nianyao’s tapping and rocking. Shi Nianyao lowered the tone of her voice and said, “Hey! Something happened to Song Yuanxi.”

Qiao Lian opened her eyes as she heard these words and her mind became sober instantly. “What happened?”

“They were filming a scene where she had to be hanging from a wire rope. She didn’t get someone else to substitute her and fell from it! She’s being sent to the hospital now!”

As she said this, Qiao Lian’s cell phone rang.

Qiao Lian picked up her phone and saw that it was from Song Yuanxi.

She answered the call and heard Song Yuanxi on the other end of the line. “Qiao Lian, do you think getting Brother Liangchuan to restrict my movements will be enough? Do you think that Brother Liangchuan will come visit me, now that I am hurt?”