Chapter 3, Gradually Growing Distant

Upon hearing her mention that she was having dinner with a male friend introduced by someone, Mu Yan's gaze deepened further, his probing eyes resting on her face, and he instinctively recalled the man outside the hospital room who claimed to be her boyfriend, his brows furrowing slightly in a barely perceptible manner

An Yiruo smiled, a bitter kind of smile, "He will always be like this, unaware of what I want."

The troubles dissipated in an instant, and An Yiruo exchanged a knowing smile with the rice fish.

"Women are truly pitiful, as if they were born to live for men," Mi Yu lamented, speaking as if she were not a woman herself. Seeing An Yiruo lost in thought, she said harshly, "Hurry up and eat. You stay up late every day and have become nothing but skin and bones. If you faint during the competition, I will step on you with my high heels."

In the depths of his pitch-black eyes flashed a sense of helplessness. Xi Shuo Liang did not force the issue; he simply took her hand in a manner that brooked no refusal, directing his gaze towards Mu Yan, and coldly asked: "We can make it, are we leaving?"

Fully aware of the seriousness of the situation, An Yiruo nodded in agreement. Only after Xi Shuo and the police finished their negotiations did she leave with Mi Yu.

Her knee accidentally bumped against the car door, causing An Yiruo to lose her balance and nearly fall. Xi Shualiang opened the car door and rushed over to help her, but she avoided his touch and reached out to grab Mi Yu for support.

Their gazes unexpectedly met, and both felt a pang in their hearts. This topic is too heavy; discussing it once brings pain each time.

Throughout the journey, his phone kept ringing, and the intention to speak with him instantly vanished. She sat in the passenger seat, closing her eyes

Upon arriving at the apartment building, An Yiruo did not allow him to accompany her to the elevator, her tone revealing a deliberate indifference and detachment. "Thank you for bringing us back, it was a hassle for you," she said, and without waiting for him to respond, she unfastened her seatbelt and got out of the car.

"I have already explained in great detail, do I really need to report how many times I went to the restroom at what time?" She asked provocatively, a hint of sarcasm in her smile. For some reason, being in front of him ignited her anger, making it impossible for her to remain calm

"What can he say to me? It's nothing more than to take good care of you, to watch over you, to let you rest more, to eat when you're hungry, to drink when you're thirsty, and to sleep when you're tired." Mi Yu spread his hands, a complex expression flashing rapidly in his eyes.

"You are quite busy, Xi Shuo-liang." After Xi Shuo-liang hesitated and finished his third call, Mi Yu could no longer hold back and said, "I suppose the Prime Minister is just like this; I wonder if your paycheck is also quite impressive." The tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

After the young officer known as Da Li went out, Mu Yan pondered for a moment and asked a few more questions, ensuring that he had made a complete record and confirmed that she had not overlooked anything before leading her out of the office

Mi Yu's expression suddenly turned cold as she glanced at An Yiruo's pale profile. She then noticed Xi Shuo Liang's face was unusually grim, and he supported her, saying: "You should go back first; I will take care of things here. If anything comes up, I will call you."

"Knowing that he is unable to respond, why bother?" This was An Yiruo's complete answer. She set down the bowl and looked at Mi Yu with a serious expression, "Think about it, the happiest times were only at school, without any concerns, and we could talk about anything. Once we both grew up and had a certain foundation with books, it became less comfortable. Speaking a few more words became a constraint for him, asking a few more questions became a form of control, and the legitimate boyfriend-girlfriend relationship seemed to trap his freedom. Sometimes, I really can't be sure what the meaning of being together like this is. However, letting go is easier said than done; after loving for so long, it cannot be ended with just a single sentence.

Please provide a detailed account of everything that happened between 4:00 PM and 6:30 PM yesterday, without missing any details. Mu Yan took the pen from his subordinate's hand and opened the document to prepare for recording.

She and the catfish were taken to the drug enforcement team early in the morning, and the interrogation lasted nearly two hours. No matter how patient she was, she could not control the irritation in her heart. How could so many strange things happen in just one evening? First, she left the restaurant on an empty stomach, revealing that the blind date had gone awry; then she was kidnapped and nearly lost her life; and now, she was being interrogated for so long because of a mysterious gun found in the car. She really wanted to curse. A hidden gun? What a joke, she wasn't robbing anyone. First, she left the restaurant on an empty stomach, revealing that the blind date had gone awry; then she was kidnapped and nearly lost her life; and now, she was being interrogated for so long because of a mysterious gun found in the car. She really wanted to curse. A hidden gun? What a joke, she wasn't robbing anyone.

"Do not ask me why I ran so far to eat, I cannot answer." Seeing that he did not speak, An Yiruo misunderstood the situation.

Mu Yan raised his eyes to look at her and returned a smile with good grace, "If you remember, I will also record it word for word."

Miss An, please cooperate. Mu Yan furrowed his brows, his expression still indifferent, as he lightly tapped the table with his right hand, his patience wearing thin

I have said it before, I do not know. An Yiruo's fatigue was evident as she unconsciously raised her voice, "The gun does not belong to us or to the book, so why is it in the car? I want to know as well, but this should be investigated by your police. All I can do is share what I know; as for the rest, I am sorry, I am powerless."

There exists a sentiment in the world known as "friendship," which flows gently and profoundly within the heart, providing timely encouragement and comfort. They are grateful that during times of slight misfortune, good friends are by their side, caring for one another

My friend and I were dining at that restaurant, and at other times we were on the road. Are we supposed to walk? Implicitly, aside from that one hour, both of us were in the car, making it impossible for anyone to tamper with anything

An Yiruo scoffed, took a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to her mouth, "Did he say anything?"

Xi Shuo-liang observed that the two did not leave the parking lot immediately; instead, they bought some food to take upstairs. Mi Yu mentioned that An Yiruo was resting in the room. He hesitated slightly but ultimately pushed the door open and entered.

Mu Yan withdrew his gaze, holding the pen in his hand, as if he had discovered some suspicious point, and asked in a low voice: "Are you saying that you only stayed at the Western restaurant in the Holy Land for more than one hour, and apart from that, you were in the car the whole time"

"I knew you were just pretending to be asleep. Is this a punishment for him or a torment for yourself?" Mi Yu handed her the porridge and poked her forehead, "I've never seen someone so foolish; why are you so devoted to someone like him?"

Hearing the sound of the door closing, An Yiruo opened her eyes, sat up holding the blanket, and gazed blankly out the window, her heart filled with mixed emotions

The company is preparing for the next season's fashion show for hetushu.com, and there are many matters to attend to. Xi Shuo Liang turned his head to glance at An Yi Ruo, contemplating how to explain, "I left in a hurry last night and didn't mention anything, so..."

Mi Yu sensed the helplessness and frustration in her words, feeling a pang of discomfort in her heart. Who was it that proudly declared over the long-distance call: "The studies are finally over, and I can now pursue love?" It has only been a short time since their return, yet it feels as if the world has changed drastically. She smiled, but her heart felt somewhat desolate. Women are like this; when they are clear-headed, they habitually fly into the flames, and in moments of daze, they would rather shatter themselves for love. Take An Yiruo before her, for instance; her level of devotion to love is truly heart-wrenching.

Then tell him, let him know your expectations of him and of this relationship. The words are quite self-centered, entirely in the style of a self-absorbed person.

The third entrance at the main gate, I do not know the specific number

In the evening, guests arrived at the house. Cheng Mofei, one of the three heroes, brought over two large bags of food as if she feared that the two of them would starve. She wisely sorted everything and put it in the refrigerator, gently reminding them: "Ladies, remember to eat on time; health is the foundation of revolution"

"Dali, you immediately send someone to the underground parking lot of the Holy Land Restaurant." Pian Tou asked An Yi Ruo, "Which parking space?"

As Shi Shuo-liang saw her come out, he approached to embrace her shoulders, but she deftly evaded him

He symbolically knocked on the door, and before she could speak, Mi Yu had already walked in. An Yiruo asked, "Has he left?"

"I don't even know how many times you've said the same thing, it's so annoying." An Yiruo sighed, stirring the porridge in her bowl with a porcelain spoon absentmindedly, lacking any appetite. After a long silence, she said softly, "Emotions are not like tap water, which can be turned on and off at will. Do you think saying 'let go' means you can forget?" Some sadness and disappointment are pains that cannot be expressed in words. The distance between some lovers seems to be one that cannot be approached or distanced, just like her, just like them. She said softly, "Emotions are not like tap water, which can be turned on and off at will. Do you think saying 'let go' means you can forget?" Some sadness and disappointment are pains that cannot be expressed in words. The distance between some lovers seems to be one that cannot be approached or distanced, just like her, just like them.

Xi Shuo-liang sat silently at the edge of the bed, his deep blue eyes filled with bitterness. He gently brushed aside the stray hair from her forehead without waking her, let out a heavy sigh, and softly said: "I am sorry, Yi Ruo"

An Yiruo's eyes were gently closed, her breathing steady, as if she were asleep

Love, this topic, An Yiruo evidently did not achieve a perfect score; she cannot control her own heart, nor can she grasp the heart of Xi Shuo Liang

Mr. Xi can leave at any time. Mu Yan exchanged a calm glance with him, catching a glimpse of the restrained anger on his face, and a barely noticeable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he said to An Yiruo: "Miss An, you cannot leave City A during this period. If necessary, we will ask you to return at any time to assist with the investigation."

She fell silent in anger, and after two minutes of eye contact, she had no choice but to start recalling everything that happened yesterday from the moment she left the house until she encountered him, including the two times she went to the restroom during the meal, and including the slap she had swung at him. Seeing Mu Yan's expression darken, she felt a sense of relief in her heart.

Leaving the narcotics team, An Yiruo struggled twice with all her might but could not break free from his grip. Instead, Xi Shuo-liang held her even tighter. Not wanting to become the center of attention in such a public place, she reluctantly complied and got into his car