"Then find someone reliable to go, otherwise you go." Yu Xiuzhun’s long eyes turned sharp, and his tone had already sunk.

The assistant who had been with him for many years knew this was a sign of his anger and dared not say more.

He respectfully retreated.

At the port, only Yu Xiuzhun was left, quietly looking into the distance.

His hands resting on the railing, thinking of Ye Mingmei, a gentle glow gradually rose in his eyes.

Foolish woman, wait for me to come back for you.

...

"I don’t want to... I don’t want to..."

In the quiet bedroom, low murmurs escaped from under the covers.

Ye Mingmei clutched the blanket tightly with both hands, her eyes closed, yet tears trickled from the corners, as if trapped in some terrifying nightmare, unable to escape.

Her pale little face was full of undisguisable panic.

"Ah—"

Ye Mingmei suddenly sat up from the bed, clutching her hair with both hands, her whole body trembling violently.

"Mingmei..."

With a bang, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Su Yiru heard her scream, anxiously walked in from outside, quickly approached, wanting to hold Ye Mingmei.

Who knew Ye Mingmei became more agitated upon seeing her, shrank back, and tightly wrapped herself in the blanket.

"Mom, I don’t want to go to the hospital, don’t force me!"

"..."

Su Yiru’s outstretched hand stiffened mid-air, looking at the panic-stricken Ye Mingmei in a daze, then at her own hand, bewildered.

"Mingmei, what are you talking about? When did I force you to go to the hospital?" Su Yiru’s lips moved after a few seconds of being stunned.

Puzzled, she looked at Ye Mingmei, whose mental state seemed off.

Hearing this, Ye Mingmei was stunned herself.

Blinking, she raised her head blankly to look at Su Yiru. Her eyes flickered as she slowly came back from the dream.

"Mom..."

"It’s me, what’s wrong with you, don’t scare mom." Su Yiru, seeing her calm down, hurriedly reached out to touch her forehead.

"Looking at you like this, you really should get checked by a doctor, you’re acting so strangely, I hope nothing’s wrong."

"I don’t want to!"

Before Su Yiru could finish, Ye Mingmei interrupted her.

Her slender body leaned back, watching Su Yiru nervously, "I’m fine, I don’t want to go to the hospital."

"Alright, alright, we won’t go if you don’t want to, but you must tell mom if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, I’m really worried about you."

"...I had a nightmare." Ye Mingmei lowered her head, her small hands clutching the hem of her clothes, speaking timidly.

Seeing her phone light up, she quickly reached for it.

Upon looking at it, she found it was just a message from Qin Youxuan and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"What message startled you so?" Su Yiru frowned, looking at the unusually behaving Ye Mingmei with increasing concern.

"My sister sent it, reminding me to notify her if there’s news about Yu Xiuzhun." Ye Mingmei tightened her grip on the phone, her lips pressed together.

She weakly raised her head, handing the message for Su Yiru to see.

"Yu Xiuzhun, with all the evil he’s done, should have faced retribution long ago. Even if your sister hadn’t instructed, if there’s news of Yu Xiuzhun, I would immediately inform them."

Su Yiru pulled a tissue from nearby, wiping the cold sweat and tears from Ye Mingmei’s forehead, speaking indignantly.