Chapter 6, The Tip of the Iceberg

You do not understand. An Yiruo quickly took a few steps forward and said stubbornly: "I do not love him because of his merits, but because in loving him, I find him perfect in every way, even his flaws."

The result was indeed surprising; among the five, two individuals had tattoos on their arms, and An Yiruo could not determine which one was the suspicious person encountered that day. Xi Shuo-liang's phone rang; there was a matter at the company that required his immediate attention. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind her, "Mi Yu will be here shortly; once everything is done, go home, and I will come to see you tonight." He then leaned down and kissed her forehead

Ah? Next, Mi Yu was stunned, seemingly unable to react to the fact that the icy cool guy could make a cold joke in such a situation. When he came to his senses, he smiled and teased, "It's rare, Captain Mu. This is too unusual; you look cooler with a straight face."

This topic was rather unpleasant and not suitable to continue, so the two of them tacitly chose to stop. An Yiruo organized her thoughts and took the place of Mi Yu to go on a blind date, while Mi Yu ungraciously sat in the back to watch the excitement. Of course, it was not purely for the sake of watching; she wanted to create more opportunities for An Yiruo, to encourage her to meet the right person at the right time, and to help her break free from the busy Xi Shuo Liang as soon as possible. For a long time, Mi Yu had not had a good impression of him. Although he was suave and handsome, and now successful in his career, he could be considered a man of means with a car, a house, and money, yet he made her uneasy. Every time she saw his faint smile, she couldn't help but worry about An Yiruo. Mi Yu always felt that his smile carried an air of aloofness that made it hard for anyone to get close. Even someone as close as An Yiruo could not enter his heart. However, in this matter, Mi Yu had no decision-making power.

"After being apart from a book for such a long time, if one could simply let go with a word, I would truly doubt whether there was ever love." This seemed to touch a sensitive nerve, and An Yiruo's expression darkened. She paused for a moment and then continued, "In matters of love, men and women are truly different. They do not understand that, in the face of love, women are particularly resilient and capable of enduring hardship. If they are not allowed to endure, they become unhappy instead." Therefore, when Xi Shuo-liang, out of concern for her suffering, tried to avoid meeting too frequently, she would inevitably feel a sense of loss, especially when she saw him dining with friends, which she would find hard to accept.

An Yiruo fixed her gaze on the people inside, scrutinizing them one by one. After a long while, she seemed somewhat uncertain, saying, "The second one from the left seems a bit familiar."

Can one truly let go? She does not actually know. However, there is a truth that An Yiruo understands: what one desires and likes does not necessarily mean it can be obtained. Yet, perhaps she feels a deep sense of unwillingness. Is it that she is not gentle enough? Or is it that she is not charming enough? Why does Xi Shuo Liang seem to never feel that a day without seeing her is like three autumns apart? What exactly is wrong with her? However, if it is simply a matter of not being in love, what significance is there in pursuing these questions? It would be better to let go gracefully, preserving her final dignity and pride. Why does Xi Shuo Liang seem to never feel that a day without seeing her is like three autumns apart? What exactly is wrong with her? However, if it is simply a matter of not being in love, what significance is there in pursuing these questions? It would be better to let go gracefully, preserving her final dignity and pride. That is why she said, if they were to part, she could let go.

In love, is it ultimately a matter of following one's heart or acting with reason? Even many years later, they still cannot find a definitive answer. However, one thing is beyond doubt: those who wish to leave cannot be retained, and love that is meant to come cannot be obstructed

"I know you want to back out at the last minute, do you think I'm foolish? This morning we already called to reserve a spot and arranged the * book * placement, so just accept your fate," Mi Yu raised an eyebrow, stepping in her high heels, her slim waist twisting, looking quite pleased with herself, and provocatively said, "I'll keep an eye on you. If a handsome guy catches my eye today, you'll immediately dump Xi Shuo Liang. I really don't know what makes him so special." Mi Yu's scheme was clicking away.

The rice fish fell silent. Suddenly, she found herself somewhat perplexed by An Yiruo. In her words, she clearly detected a sense of helplessness and disappointment, but why did she have to wait until she was utterly wounded before feeling compelled to withdraw? If it were her, she would certainly leave before anyone could hurt her.

Mu Yan took them to identify the person, and Mi Yu stroked her chin, trying hard to recall the events of that day, then positioned herself as if gazing at the sky

"One cannot expect ivory from a dog's mouth." An Yiruo laughed mockingly, shook off her hand, and casually glanced back, catching a glimpse of the woman seemingly looking around through the rear window.

The rice fish wore a faint expression, glanced at her, and pulled An Yiruo away, saying, "In a hurry to be reincarnated."

I am sorry!" the woman said, lowering her head to apologize. Without waiting for Mi Yu to respond, she took out the car key, opened the car door, and sat inside.

I remembered. An Yiruo pondered for a long time before finally speaking, looking at Mu Yan with excitement. She said, "That woman has a tattoo on her arm." Seeing the two men staring at her in silence, she asserted, "When she bumped into the rice fish, she almost dropped something, and when she reached out to hold it, it was revealed. It couldn't possibly be a sticker that a child would play with; who would be that childish.

The rice fish was not angry, and sat down slowly, "One could say that we have made our way in the entertainment industry - in terms of pictures and books, being available at all times is quite embarrassing, this is called 'posturing', do you understand, Miss An?"

"I have no impression." After a long silence, Miss Mi finally spoke, and ended with a particularly exasperating remark, saying: "In this chaotic time, who can remember clearly? It has cost me a lot of brain cells."

"The sourness made my teeth ache," Mi Yu said, shaking the goosebumps on his skin, his tone slightly disdainful. "Didn’t you say to stay calm and if it really doesn’t work out, we should just part ways? Why are you suddenly finding him so appealing now?"

"Who is not sneaky?" An Yiruo did not think much of it. In her eyes, it seemed that there were no bad people in this world. Frowning, she shot a glance at Heng Miyu and said irritably, "Let's hurry up and go. If there are no spots, and you have nowhere to hide, I won't take responsibility. Don't say that I, as your sister, won't help you."

Mi Yu was rehearsing when she received a call from the narcotics team. After informing her company that she would be taking leave, she rushed over, only to find that An Yiruo had already been sitting there bored for forty minutes.

Mu Yan was clearly taken aback, completely rendered speechless by her antics. After a long while, he finally said, "Miss, you shouldn't tease like this."

On the day of the incident, what left a deep impression on me was when Mi Yu and I had just arrived at the holy site and parked the car. A woman rushed in from the exit, seemingly in a hurry to drive, and her car should have been parked next to hers. Perhaps she was in a rush, or maybe it was because her heels were too high, but she suddenly bumped into Mi Yu.

An Yiruo's eyes twirled, her gaze shifting from Mi Yu to Mu Yan, and she quietly smiled to herself, thinking that this pair is quite well-matched

The rice fish shrugged nonchalantly, following her gaze and said, "It wouldn't be stealing a car, would it?" He exchanged a glance with An Yiruo and added, "Why are they acting so sneaky?"

Since the day he underwent their inspection, Mu Yan has always maintained a cold expression, as if he had never smiled. When the incident occurred, his dignified composure appeared even more indifferent. Later, after completing the statement with the narcotics team, his businesslike tone made it impossible for her to sense any warmth of human emotion. She couldn't help but mutter to herself, are all police officers like this?

Mu Yan rubbed his forehead, habitually furrowing his brows, "Whether it's cool or not is trivial; recognizing talent is what truly matters. Miss Mi, take a closer look. Miss An, you should also reflect on it; don't follow her in jest. This is a matter of great importance for the country and the people, and it cannot be taken lightly." Seeing that the two women still appeared indifferent, he sternly reminded them, "Be serious..."

"Take a good look and see if any of them leave an impression on you." Mu Yan stood outside the glass window, gesturing with his eyes for An Yiruo to look at the five women inside, each dressed differently.

Miss, do you have any sense of time? This wait has been rather long, hasn't it? An Yiruo, feeling sore in her back and waist, shot her a furious glance.

Xi Shuo-liang stood beside her, his gaze towards Mu Yan particularly cold. He comfortingly wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and when he spoke again, his voice remained gentle, "Don't rush, take a good look again, and recall the situation of that day."

Mu Yan quietly observed her for a moment, a barely perceptible smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He picked up the intercom beside him and said in a deep voice: "Have them roll up their sleeves to expose their arms."

Mi Yu noticed her complexion and felt a twinge of sadness. For the sake of love, she had traversed countless mountains and rivers, crossing the seas, only to give up a brighter future to return to his side. Is it truly worth it? Regarding her sacrifices and her dedication, does Xi Shuo Liang truly know how to cherish them? If they were to reach the end, and the outcome was not as she had hoped, would she be able to bear it?

After the blind date concluded, when they returned to the parking lot to head home, the woman's car was still parked there, yet there was no one inside. Of course, the two laughing and joking did not notice that a car had been carefully following them the entire time, nor did they realize that someone had stealthily placed an illegally concealed handgun in their vehicle. When their car was intercepted by the special police, someone was observing every move from a distance, feeling both tense and excited. Of course, the two laughing and joking did not notice that a car had been carefully following them the entire time, nor did they realize that someone had stealthily placed an illegally concealed handgun in their vehicle. When their car was intercepted by the special police, someone was observing every move from a distance, feeling both tense and excited.

"It cannot be just an assumption, Miss An." Mu Yan tilted his head, a hint of dissatisfaction showing on his calm face, "This is the crux of the entire case, it must be confirmed"

Mi Yu reached out and held her hand, just about to speak when An Yiruo preemptively said: "I warn you not to comfort me; when it comes to discussing grand principles, you may not be my match." With a hint of a smile, she calmly said: "Rest assured, if one day we part ways, I will definitely be able to let him go." After saying this, she turned her head, her gaze fixed straight ahead.

Mi Yu is not An Yiruo; An Yiruo seems to be unaware that loving someone also requires some reservations, and that it is not enough to give unconditionally.

"I really want to dig a pit and bury you, at least that would be a contribution to society." An Yiruo shot her boss a white-eyed glance. After spending so much time with Mi Yu, she had changed her temperament, becoming increasingly irritable. No wonder even Xi Shuo Liang said that Mi Yu was her nemesis, always able to easily provoke her anger. Yet the two of them were quite strange; despite their quarrels and craziness, they never actually fought. Their more than twenty years of revolutionary friendship was steadfast to the point of being enviable