According to that person, on the same night Su Wan approached him, someone else reached out to him, but not in person, it was through a phone call, promising him that as long as he followed the instructions, after the job was done, the person would pay him double.

People like them live dangerously, with their lives on the line. As long as they get paid, they’ll do anything, except take a life.

As long as no one dies, even if caught, it’s just a few years in prison, and he doesn’t mind.

So when Su Wan approached him, he didn’t refuse. But when he learned that Su Wan wanted someone’s life, he refused, only to receive another call that night.

According to that person’s words, he just needed to follow Su Wan’s instructions, and they would ensure Sheng Jiayu was rescued, so he wouldn’t have a death on his hands.

Whatever entanglements they had didn’t concern him; he just wanted the money, so he agreed without hesitation. Of course, he’d say yes to such a great offer.

After everything was over, he got the remaining payment he was promised, a large sum, and the person even added an extra million as hush money. Even if caught, he couldn’t snitch, and in this way, he might still be able to get help out of prison.

He’s not stupid, he naturally knows that the mastermind is Su Wan, that’s undeniable, so as long as he turns her in, he’ll be fine.

Who would have thought...

As for who "that person" is, Sheng Jianan found out of course.

Mu Ke took out Sheng Jiayu’s phone, staring at the text message screen, his eyes deepening in thought.

Just a moment ago, he hesitated for an instant about whether to tell Sheng Jiayu about this.

He couldn’t bear for her to remain mired in that unpleasant situation, but if he didn’t tell her, she’d continue to consider Xin Ke a benefactor.

Standing on the balcony, letting the wind blow for a long time, Mu Ke slowly walked back in, placed her phone back on the bedside, and lay down beside Sheng Jiayu.

Because her wounds hadn’t fully healed, Sheng Jiayu hadn’t gone to the book bar, and lately, Mu Ke also seemed to have no surgeries, spending most of his time in the apartment with her.

The two of them talked about the new house renovation and the wedding. Because they couldn’t get their marriage certificate on Valentine’s Day, they decided to postpone it to this year’s Qixi Festival, and the wedding was already set for June.

After recovering at home for about ten days, Sheng Jiayu was almost completely better.

That day, she received another text from Xin Ke. Since she hadn’t replied to the previous few texts, looking at Xin Ke’s message asking about her condition, Sheng Jiayu thought for a moment and typed a reply: [I’m better now, thank you.]

She never thought there’d be a day where she would speak to Xin Ke in such a tone. As she replied, all she felt was the unpredictability of life.

Mu Ke placed a dish of sliced oranges in front of her and, catching a glance from the corner of his eye, saw the display on Sheng Jiayu’s phone. His eyes darkened slightly, and after checking the time, he got up and went into the bedroom.

Sheng Jiayu didn’t notice Mu Ke’s actions. After sending the message, she tossed her phone aside.

Xin Ke had already retrieved the money he gave Su Wan to save her, and at the same time, Sheng Jiayu had told Sheng Jianan that if there were suitable projects, Shengshi Group would collaborate with him, as a way of repaying her debt of gratitude.

After eating two slices of orange, Sheng Jiayu saw Mu Ke come out, changed into clothes for going out.

"Are you going out?"

Mu Ke nodded, "Let’s go together."

She hadn’t been out in days, and though she didn’t know what it was for, she changed her clothes and followed him.