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Lin Qingyou immediately pushed Xiao Xue away and, despite her exhausted body, ran forward excitedly.
“Yin Hanyu… Yin Hanyu…”
“Did they find Yin Hanyu?”
But—
She was disappointed once again.
Or rather, this time, her despair was even greater than all the previous failed attempts combined.
Yes, despair…
Because the salvage team had only found Yin Hanyu’s car.
They had worked together with immense effort, tirelessly retrieving the car from the depths of the river.
Slowly, the car was pulled to the surface.
It was indeed the Rolls-Royce that Yin Hanyu had been driving.
The food he had bought for her—the snacks she loved—was still inside, scattered in a mess from the water.
Yet, Lin Qingyou’s tears could no longer be controlled. They fell uncontrollably, blurring her vision.
Where was Yin Hanyu?
Why wasn’t he in the car?
The salvage team worked together to lift the car onto the beach.
Some of them were rejoicing—after all, they had toiled all night, and now, finally, they had something to show for it.
But Lin Qingyou could no longer bear the cycle of disappointment and despair. Her entire body gave out, and she collapsed.
—
Hospital.
Lin Qingyou had a high fever and lay unconscious on the hospital bed, an IV drip attached to her wrist.
But her sleep was restless—she kept murmuring Yin Hanyu’s name over and over.
“Yin Hanyu… Yin Hanyu…”
“Yin Hanyu…”
“Yin Hanyu…”
Leng Yifeng pushed the door open and immediately heard Lin Qingyou calling out for Yin Hanyu with deep emotion, again and again.
His expression darkened, and he slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
Xiao Xue had gone to get Lin Qingyou’s medicine, so at this moment, there was no one else in the room.
“Yin Hanyu… Yin Hanyu…”
“Yin Hanyu…” Lin Qingyou murmured in pain, “Yin Hanyu… You can’t be in trouble…”
“Yin Hanyu, come back… You promised to marry me…”
“Yin Hanyu, you can’t break your promise. You said you would marry me…”
Marry?
She really wanted to marry Yin Hanyu?
They had been together for so many years, yet she had never once mentioned marriage to him.
Leng Yifeng clenched his fists tightly, his cold and sinister gaze fixed on the suffering girl in the bed, his eyes filled with jealousy and hatred.
“Youyou, did you really fall in love with Yin Hanyu?”
“How could you love Yin Hanyu?”
“Youyou, how could you do this to me?”
“Youyou, anyone can betray me, but you can’t…”
“You can’t…” Leng Yifeng’s dark and twisted gaze locked onto Lin Qingyou’s pale, tormented face.
Suddenly, he reached out and wrapped his fingers around her throat.
“You can’t… You can’t… You can’t betray me!”
“Leng Yifeng! What are you doing? Stop right now!”
Xiao Xue returned with the medicine and, upon seeing this scene, was instantly terrified.
She threw the medicine at Leng Yifeng from a distance, then rushed forward without hesitation, grabbing a chair and smashing it at him.
Caught off guard, Leng Yifeng was struck by the chair, and the sudden impact snapped him back to reality.
He looked down at his trembling hands, shocked by what he had just done.
What… what had he done?
What was he just doing?
“Leng Yifeng, get out!” Xiao Xue furiously shoved him away.
“Auntie…” Leng Yifeng hurriedly tried to explain, “Auntie, I just came to see Youyou.”
“See her? You were trying to strangle her!”
“I wasn’t—”
Leng Yifeng suddenly let out a furious roar, his eyes filled with a murderous aura.
Xiao Xue was taken aback.
Leng Yifeng was usually so gentle—she had never seen him lose his temper before.
But just now, she had clearly seen the darkness in his eyes, the urge to kill Youyou.
And now, he was yelling at her, as if he wanted to kill her too.
This wasn’t the Leng Yifeng she knew.
Or rather, this was the real Leng Yifeng.
The more Xiao Xue looked at him, the more unsettled she felt.
“Get out… Get out now…”
“Leave!” She gripped the chair tightly, pointing toward the door. “Go! Or I’ll call the police!”
“Auntie—”
“Don’t call me that! Who’s your auntie?” Xiao Xue snapped.
At that moment, Lin Qingyou stirred from her unconsciousness.
“Yin Hanyu…”
“Youyou, you’re awake!” Xiao Xue excitedly threw aside the chair and rushed to her bedside. “My sweet girl, you’re finally awake.”
Lin Qingyou’s head throbbed with pain, and her thoughts were muddled. “Auntie, have they found Yin Hanyu? What were you arguing about?”
Xiao Xue hesitated, then fell silent.
Seeing her reluctance to answer, Lin Qingyou already knew the answer—Yin Hanyu was still missing.
She checked the time. It was almost night again.
Soon, it would be twenty-four hours.
The golden rescue period would be over.
Would the police give up the search?
No, she couldn’t allow that!
She couldn’t give up!
Lin Qingyou immediately pulled out the IV from her hand, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and ran out of the hospital.
“Youyou—!”
“Youyou—!”
Leng Yifeng and Xiao Xue rushed after her.
By the time they reached the hospital entrance, Lin Qingyou had already gotten into her car.
She quickly inserted the key, ready to start the engine.
Leng Yifeng immediately ran in front of her car, blocking her way.
Lin Qingyou honked, but Leng Yifeng refused to move.
Her patience ran out, and she snapped, “Get out of the way!”
Leng Yifeng frowned, taking a step closer, his face filled with worry. “Youyou, you’re burning with fever. Your body is weak! Since when did Yin Hanyu become so important to you?”
Lin Qingyou’s emotions erupted like an ignited fuse. “He has always been important to me!”
Leng Yifeng’s eyes widened in rage. He glared at her and shouted, “Fine! If you really want to go, then run me over!”
A thought struck Lin Qingyou like lightning, sending a shiver down her spine.
She looked at Leng Yifeng with growing suspicion. “Leng Yifeng… Did you cause Yin Hanyu’s accident?”
Leng Yifeng stiffened.
His hand clenched into a fist so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
He stared at Lin Qingyou in disbelief, his face filled with pain.
“Youyou, do you even know what you’re saying? How could you suspect me?”
But Lin Qingyou didn’t back down. Instead, her gaze sharpened. “Why shouldn’t I suspect you?”
“You’ve always hated Yin Hanyu. That much is obvious!”
The more she thought about it, the more convinced she was that Leng Yifeng was involved.
Her doubt turned into blazing anger, and even a hint of murderous intent.
Gripping the steering wheel tightly, her icy gaze locked onto him.
Then, without hesitation, she stepped on the gas.
Leng Yifeng instantly realized what was happening.
She—she actually wanted to kill him?
“Youyou…” Leng Yifeng called out desperately.
But Lin Qingyou pressed the accelerator, driving straight toward him.
At the last moment—
Leng Yifeng swiftly rolled to the side.
The car screeched to a stop beside him.
Panting heavily, Leng Yifeng staggered to his feet.
Lin Qingyou rolled down the window and let out a mocking laugh.
Leng Yifeng clenched his fists and spoke darkly, “Youyou, are you really willing to kill me for Yin Hanyu?”
Lin Qingyou’s gaze was ice-cold. “Leng Yifeng, if you dare hurt Yin Hanyu, I will kill you.”
“You better pray this has nothing to do with you. Otherwise, I will make you pay—tenfold, a hundredfold.”