For some reason, Bai Ran’s heart grew tighter and tighter. She turned on the TV, and the news report about the explosion provided a detailed explanation, aimed at calming public panic. They only mentioned that the cause of the explosion was an accident due to aging backstage wiring. The accident resulted in twelve deaths and thirty-eight injuries, but thanks to the timely arrival of fire trucks and ambulances, which seemed almost preordained, the casualties were minimized. Was it really an accident? Bai Ran watched the live news report, momentarily stunned. In the TV screen, the once bustling theater had become a place of broken walls and ruins, the remnants of its glory blown away like ashes. Firefighters were still conducting the final cleanup... She felt that things were not so simple. Thinking of Ji Yunya’s words made her even more uneasy. She placed a hand on her rounded belly, her eyes narrowing slightly. As he left the hospital, Ning Zihuan made a call: "Where are you?" "Okay, I’ll come find you right now." When Ning Zihuan arrived, Ji Yunya was sitting alone by the window, quietly sipping a cup of coffee. The sunlight cast a golden glow over her, giving her fair, delicate skin a honey-colored hue. Her gaze was directed outside, her expression indifferent and serene in the clear skies of deep autumn. Ning Zihuan stared, entranced, and then walked over. "You’re here." The girl didn’t turn her head, still looking out at the people passing by, her eyes carrying a few traces of melancholy. A waiter approached, politely asking the guest what they would like to order. Yun Ya smiled, but the smile never reached her eyes. Whenever she smiled , it pained him. For a genuine smile from her, he would willingly take up the blade and clear away all obstacles in her path. He could never forget that night many years ago, the girl’s bright eyes, her warm hand. From that moment, his world had sunlight, no longer dark and cold. If his sole purpose in life was for one person, he would accept it gladly. Just for her, even a smile was worth him risking everything. "Why are you laughing?" Ning Zihuan raised an eyebrow and asked. "Knowing there are tigers on the mountain yet heading towards the mountain, you really are a strange person." Despite the bitter frown, he still forced himself to drink it down, as if consuming bitter medicine. Why force yourself ? "You get used to it after a while. If you don’t drink it, something seems missing. If you add sugar, is it still coffee? People love deceiving themselves." Ning Zihuan pursed his lips. He just wanted to experience her bitterness. Eventually, he really did get used to it; it was almost a bit masochistic. Follow current novels on noveⅼfire.net The coffee arrived. Ning Zihuan used a spoon to stir it, took a sip, and his brows furrowed into a deep frown from the bitterness. He sighed, then finished the cup in one go. Yun Ya found it somewhat amusing. Ning Zihuan put down the cup and wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Does it seem silly? But if it makes you smile, it’s worth it." With that, he flashed a somewhat foolish smile. Yun Ya’s smile faded slightly, and she looked out the window. "Is everything arranged with Aunt Bai?" "Yes, I arranged six bodyguards for her, each highly skilled. Don’t worry." Worry? If the other side truly wanted to kill, six hundred bodyguards wouldn’t make a difference. "The investigation says it was an accident, but I still feel something’s off. You asked me to protect Aunt Bai. Do you know something?" Ning Zihuan’s eyes searched Yun Ya’s face. But that mural-like indifferent face revealed nothing. Yun Ya neither agreed nor disagreed. "Or was this explosion targeting Aunt Bai? But who could she have offended? After marrying Uncle, she became a model wife and mother, devoted to charity. Everyone calls her a great philanthropist. I can’t fathom who she could have angered." Yun Ya softly spoke four words: "Human hearts are unpredictable." Ning Zihuan couldn’t think that far. "What do you mean?" "Any leads on the Harun Descendants?" Yun Ya changed the topic. Ning Zihuan frowned, but then he stopped dwelling on the previous question. "After the war, many of that family died or scattered. It’s been over a hundred years, making it quite difficult to find them. However, after some investigation over the past two years, there have been some results. I was thinking of giving you a surprise once there’s more progress, haha."