Running Over The Head Of My Ex [Rebirth]

Chapter 53

The photo was actually of a girl He Qingqi didn’t recognize. She was quite beautiful but inexplicably familiar, especially with her eyes.

Black as night, white as snow, resembling dark mountains and white rivers—those were eyes He Qingqi could never forget, eyes that had appeared countless times in her dreams.

They were Zuo Zhiwei’s eyes.

But compared to Zuo Zhiwei’s clean and noble look, these eyes exuded a more sinister gloom.

The beautiful girl slightly lowered her head, her long bangs covering her eyebrows. Her eyes were devoid of warmth—sinister, ruthless, and cold, like a hidden venomous snake ready to strike.

Suddenly, a phrase popped into He Qingqi’s mind:

“I will never let you go.”

Her eyes widened slightly, and she bit her lower lip hard. Her eyes were clouded with confusion.

She lowered her gaze.

Nan Jue.

She didn’t know this girl, but Fang Xuanyao wouldn’t send her such a photo for no reason.

And the girl’s resemblance to Zuo Zhiwei made He Qingqi instantly think of her perverted half-sister.

She must have discovered something.

He Qingqi, her nails leaving red marks on her palms, clenched her fists and snorted coldly.

She suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with coldness.

She wanted to see what Fang Xuanyao could do without her.

He Qingqi took out her phone, gave Lin Fan some instructions on WeChat, said something to He Qingzhou, and then put it back in her pocket.

She looked in Zuo Zhiwei’s direction, pouted, and her eyes became misty with a touch of grievance. She transformed from a fierce lioness into a cuddly little lion cub.

Zuo Zhiwei saw her little lion cub with misty eyes, pouting and walking over with grievance. For a moment, Zuo Zhiwei felt at a loss, her pupils flickering with an inexplicable urge to escape, but her body seemed frozen in place.

The little lion sat beside her, ignoring her own words about keeping a distance, and directly hugged her waist, her fluffy mane rubbing against Zuo Zhiwei’s shoulder.

She muttered softly, “Weiwei.”

Zuo Zhiwei blinked, her slender fingers resting on He Qingqi’s waist through a thin layer of clothing; the heat from her palm made her heart race as if it would jump out of her chest.

After a slight pause, calming her rapid heartbeat, Zuo Zhiwei’s eyes softened, filled with tenderness. She hugged He Qingqi’s shoulder, adjusting her position to make her more comfortable.

With a soft voice, she gently stroked the little lion’s soft mane and asked, “What’s wrong?”

He Qingqi just shook her head at the question and hugged her tighter, looking pitiful.

Zuo Zhiwei smiled helplessly and let her hold her.

Behind them, Tao Jinghan rolled her eyes and looked away, feeling it was unbearable to watch.

After a while, she heard the little lion in her arms solemnly swear, “I won’t let anyone hurt you!”

Her tone was firm, yet she carried the innocence of a child.

This was the side of He Qingqi that Zuo Zhiwei loved the most. Her heart skipped a beat, and she forgot to blink.

After a while, she lowered her head and chuckled softly. “Okay.”

Only a fool wouldn’t realize He Qingqi’s low mood, but why? She seemed to have no scandals, except for… her background.

Her brow furrowed slightly, unconsciously looking into the distance, as she gently patted the little lion’s head.

…

Returning to City A, the band took the VIP route, avoiding the fans waiting at the airport.

After getting off the plane and dealing with jet lag, everyone was quite tired. Yunshu Entertainment thoughtfully gave everyone half a day off, resuming their schedule the next day.

He Qingqi hurriedly gave the password to Yijing Courtyard to Zuo Zhiwei and had her assistant send Zuo Zhiwei back while she got into Lin Fan’s car.

Destination: Yuding Villa.

“Did you bring what I asked for?”

“Got it.” Lin Fan took out a file folder and handed it to He Qingqi in the back seat.

Lin Fan was He Qingqi’s personal assistant, privy to almost all her secrets. She had booked the ticket for He Qingqi to visit Fang Xuanyao in the United States, and she had also retrieved the household registration from City B for their marriage certificate.

He Qingqi had gone to college in City B, moving her household registration to the school. After their marriage, the crowded and gossipy environment at the school prompted Lin Fan to handle the household registration matters, settling them in He Qingqi’s residence in City B.

The first page of the household registration book listed the household head: He Qingqi.

He Qingqi opened the file folder. Inside were the household registration book, ID card, marriage certificate, divorce agreement, and her passport photo. But the promised property transfer deed and other asset transfer documents were missing.

Why did Fang Xuanyao send a photo of Nan Jue?

Clearly, she thought she had Zuo Zhiwei’s scandal in her grasp to threaten her.

He Qingqi never responded well to threats. Previously, He Qingqi harbored some nostalgia for their family’s history with Fang Xuanyao, but she found it unacceptable to use Zuo Zhiwei’s scars to intimidate her—a girl she both felt remorseful for and found inspiring. Now she was determined. With her family’s support, she didn’t believe she couldn’t handle Fang Xuanyao.

In the spacious nanny van, He Qingqi crossed her legs and dialed Gu Mingrui’s number.

It was answered within seconds:

“What’s up, Qingqi?”

He Qingqi asked nonchalantly, “Is Fang Ji still working at your place?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Fire him on some pretext.”

Gu Mingrui paused for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

“You were the one who asked me to arrange a job for him at Shiru, and now you want me to fire him.”

“Typical behavior of someone without a heart.”

He Qingqi’s forehead wrinkled. “In one word, will you help or not?”

Gu Mingrui was puzzled. “Did something happen between you two?”

He Qingqi was silent.

By default.

Gu Mingrui rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

She said there was nothing between them. Who would believe that?

After a while, Gu Mingrui sighed deeply and said, “Alright, I’ll fire him soon. Anything else?”

“Let me think.” He Qingqi paused briefly, then added, “I asked Lin Fan to transfer the money you gave me back to you. Check it.”

“You don’t need it?” Gu Mingrui asked in surprise.

“Nope,” He Qingqi pouted. “If I give her so much money after a divorce, it will seem like I owe her something.”

“Why should I? I, He Qingqi, am justified before the heavens and earth.”

Her righteous indignation was palpable.

Gu Mingrui cut her off and said, “Speak plainly.”

“She threatened me,” He Qingqi mumbled.

Gu Mingrui sighed deeply.

“Using Zuo Zhiwei to threaten you?”

He Qingqi said nothing.

Her silence was confirmation.

Gu Mingrui rubbed his temples, feeling even more tired.

“Alright, so don’t give her the money. It was meant to buy time for a quick divorce anyway. Now make her give it back.”

“This way is better. Divorce is never easy.”

He sighed again. “Alright, anything else?”

He Qingqi’s voice turned small. “I need to see Fang Xuanyao. Can you come with me?”

Gu Mingrui’s temples throbbed. “Alright, anything else?”

His tone grew impatient. “Say it all at once; don’t drip-feed me like this.”

“…That’s it.” She sounded a bit pitiful.

Gu Mingrui ended the call, clearly annoyed.

He Qingqi fiddled with her phone, then suddenly snorted, a smirk tugging at her lips. Fang Xuanyao cared about her useless family members, so she would make sure Fang Ji couldn’t find work in City A.

She would add her uncle to the list after his release.

Threats? Two could play that game.

But… what was Fang Xuanyao’s real motive?

Unlike the proud Fang Xuanyao at the age of twenty-three, she clung to her like a leech.

He Qingqi became increasingly convinced that Fang Xuanyao had undergone a rebirth as she continued to contemplate the matter.

She sighed, massaging her temples in exhaustion.

Gu Mingrui was aware of Fang Xuanyao’s whereabouts. When he arrived, they went upstairs together, with Gu Mingrui waiting outside.

In her past life, after they got married, she had genuinely liked Fang Xuanyao and had pestered her for her home password.

She had confirmed with He Qingzhou earlier that Fang Xuanyao hadn’t gone to work yet, so she should be at home now.

207219.

He Qingqi slowly entered the six digits.

Turning to look at Gu Mingrui, she mouthed, “Remember?”

Gu Mingrui gave an okay sign.

He Qingqi entered the house, standing in the foyer without changing shoes.

The TV’s sound came from the inside. Following the noise, she saw Fang Xuanyao elegantly sitting on the sofa, eating an orange.

Hearing the noise, Fang Xuanyao didn’t seem surprised. She looked over gently, a soft smile on her lips, and gestured toward the peeled orange.

“Would you like some? You used to love oranges.”

He Qingqi felt a chill run down her spine and took a subtle step back, her eyes wary. “I don’t want it.”

Her voice remained clear, but the tone was somewhat subdued, lacking the affection it once held.

That affection used to irritate Fang Xuanyao the most, but now it has become her obsession with this second chance at life.

In fact, she had never heard the girl speak to her with such emotion.

That affection was supposed to be hers, but now it seems to belong to someone else.

He Qingqi and Zuo Zhiwei caused quite a stir when they went shopping together a few days ago. Fang Xuanyao gazed at the photo for an extended period, yet the watch on Zuo Zhiwei’s wrist captured her attention.

Seeing that watch on Zuo Zhiwei’s wrist, just like in her past life, Fang Xuanyao felt a mixture of surprise and private anger at having her possession touched by someone else.

But later, as she recalled certain past events, only sadness remained.

The once-pure affection of a young girl echoed in her ears.

“Sister Xuanyao, this is something my mother left me. I hope to give it to the person I spend my life with.”

She had looked at the girl impatiently, eager to leave. “So what?”

“What are you trying to say?”

Despite her usual attitude towards the girl during their teenage years, the highly self-respecting girl clung to their childhood memories, lost in her thoughts.

So foolish.

Sure enough, the girl’s eyes dimmed for a moment before being filled with admiration again.

“I want to give it to you; is that okay?” The girl gathered her courage once more.

“I don’t want it,” she replied coldly.

She didn’t even look at the watch in the girl’s hand, only glancing at the girl’s expression with a hint of disdain.

Disappointment and a touch of defiance.

She guessed that the girl must have vowed in her heart that if she didn’t come looking for her, she would never pay attention to her again. However, after a few days of disregard, the girl would once more bow her head.

Such scenes happened so often during their teenage years that they became routine.

He Qingqi’s words now came back to her one by one. Fang Xuanyao suddenly felt her blood freeze, the word “karma” echoing in her mind.

Just like in the past, when He Qingqi was good to her and loved her, she only thought about how to deal with the He family. Now that He Qingqi didn’t want to wait anymore and wanted a divorce, she clung to her.

Truly karma.

Fang Xuanyao’s eyes blinked sluggishly, looking at He Qingqi without responding.

“This is why you called me here, right?” He Qingqi got straight to the point.