In the middle of our ragged breathing, Giang Chỉ's phone started ringing nonstop. When it rang for the third time, I couldn't take it anymore and gestured for him to answer first. Giang Chỉ drew a deep breath before pulling one hand away to pick up the phone. The moment the call connected, he roared, "This better be something serious involving a life, or I'll kill you." There was a three-second silence on the other end, followed by his assistant's weak, pitiful voice. "Director Jiang, Miss Lu fell from the rigging." Giang Chỉ shouted, "Call a doctor! Why are you calling me?" The assistant said they suspected someone had tampered with it. Giang Chỉ ground his teeth and said, "Then call the police." The assistant added, "The other party is an artist with Gia Thành. The owner of Gia Thành is already heading to the scene. Do you think you should come over and meet him?" Giang Chỉ pulled his other hand back, helplessly rubbed his forehead, and hissed a single word through his teeth: "Fine." I very considerately climbed off him and lay down beside him to catch my breath. Giang Chỉ sighed. Dragging his injured leg along, he bent down and kissed my cheek. "I'm still working with the owner of Gia Thành. I have to go. I'll be back soon." When he reached the door, he turned around again and asked with a deeply aggrieved look, "Will you wait for me? We can continue when I get back." I rolled my eyes. Giang Chỉ clung to the door and only hurried away after he got the answer he wanted. As it turned out, I waited once—and ended up waiting half a month. At the time, Huống Vi had dragged me along to try on wedding dresses. I'd already tried on several, and she praised every one of them with the enthusiasm of someone going through the motions. Meanwhile, she was impossibly picky about her own bridesmaid dress. While I was struggling to pull up the zipper in back and was about to ask the store manager for help, Lục Vãn Lăng's interview began playing on the television in the store. With my back exposed, I stood there listening to her confident yet bashful voice. "Throughout this journey, there's one person I want to thank. He is very special. He pulled me out of the mud, led me onto the stage beneath the dazzling lights, and helped me make every one of my dreams come true. He is my teacher, my friend, my angel—and the man I love. I couldn't be part of his past, but I want to walk beside him in the future." She smiled meaningfully before calling my husband's name. "He is none other than the wonderful Giang Chỉ, the greatest man in the world." I felt the whole world spin. Huống Vi reacted incredibly fast. She immediately turned off the TV and even pressed the philtrum between my nose and upper lip. "Take a deep breath. Don't get mad. She was just making a statement. It doesn't necessarily represent Giang Chỉ's feelings. Who is Giang Chỉ? The mogul of the entertainment industry. And who is Lục Vãn Lăng? A major star. Without Giang Chỉ's tacit consent, would she dare make a public confession like that? Without his protection, would she dare go to the hospital or have lunch with him at the company?" Everything Huống Vi said was obviously just her trying to fool herself and confuse me. I shot her a glance, then immediately turned my face away. I yanked off the wedding dress, and Huống Vi asked, "Where are you going? Are you going to take care of someone who's just had a baby? Hey, you don't have to worry about money, so when did you become so obsessed with it?" Then she changed her tone. "All right, all right. Let's go find him. Bring a knife—you handle the stabbing, I'll handle emergency treatment, and we'll find a lawyer friend too. We might be able to shave a few years off your sentence. How's that?" I was so furious that I burst out laughing. Huống Vi spoke slowly again. "You actually like Giang Chỉ, don't you, Quý Sơ Nguyệt? You're covered in thorns. If you didn't want this, who could force you to register your marriage? Who could force you to come try on wedding dresses?" I opened my mouth to argue, but no words came out. Huống Vi tried to salvage the relationship between Giang Chỉ and me. "I think Giang Chỉ still likes you. After all these years, neither of you dated anyone. You went around in circles, and in the end, you registered your marriage anyway. Since you two had been at each other's throats for so many years, everyone initially thought there was something going on between you. But after so many vicious clashes, with you two as incompatible as fire and water, people gradually stopped thinking that way."