The elevator descended to the seventeenth floor. Zhou Xuan and Li Wei were the first to exit the elevator and waited at the elevator entrance. Fu Ying helped Wei Xiaoyu out of the elevator and back to the room. Only then did Zhou Xuan hesitate before telling Wei Xiaoyu about their plan to return to Morocco together and then take Prince Toulouse's private plane back to China.
Wei Xiaoyu's face turned pale again, and after a long while she whispered, "Okay, I'll go back with you." After that, she didn't say anything more, and lay down on the bed with her face turned inward.
Looking at Fu Ying's equally distressed expression, Zhou Xuan was speechless. He didn't dare to leave, worried about Wei Xiaoyu. Before returning to China, he dared not be careless again. He had to return her to the Wei family safely and properly.
But it would be inappropriate not to leave the room, and he dared not ask Fu Ying for anything. Fu Ying had already suffered enough, and Zhou Xuan had no reason to ask her to do anything.
However, Fu Ying paused for a moment, then said calmly, "You and Li Wei should go back to your rooms. I'll stay here."
Zhou Xuan was taken aback and glanced at Fu Ying, but she kept her face down and wouldn't look at him. Zhou Xuan was in a dilemma, not knowing what Fu Ying meant.
But Wei Xiaoyu on the bed didn't object at all. Would it be like Mars colliding with Earth if these two girls stayed together?
Zhou Xuan was a little worried, but there was no other way at the moment. After thinking about it, he reluctantly agreed. He could tell from Fu Ying's expression on the rooftop that although she did not allow her lover to have multiple relationships, she was just as worried about Wei Xiaoyu's suicidal behavior. Having her here was actually a good choice. If it were him, Fu Ying would definitely not agree. And he would not hurt Fu Ying's feelings at this time.
After dragging the somewhat dazed Li Wei out of the room and closing the door, Li Wei quietly asked Zhou Xuan, "Brother Xuan, after your fight, do you know Xiaoyu's personality?"
Zhou Xuan's mind was in turmoil, so he naturally didn't have time to listen to Li Wei's nonsense. But Li Wei continued, "This Wei Xiaoyu, in our Wei and Li families, can be said to be the most unruly and domineering girl. Apart from her beautiful face, you can't tell she's a girl in any other way. You..."
She then stared at Zhou Xuan, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "When did you get involved with her? I thought Xiaoqing liked you, but I didn't expect that Xiaoyu, that stubborn girl, has also gotten involved with you. She's not someone to be trifled with."
Zhou Xuan was exasperated. She glared at him and snapped, "You talk too much!"
Li Wei muttered, "I'm doing this for your own good, aren't I?" But his voice trailed off, and the rest of his babbling was indistinct; Zhou Xuan couldn't make out what he was saying.
Li Wei grumbled to himself, preparing to go into a room with Zhou Xuan, but Zhou Xuan pushed him into his own room, saying, "Go to sleep, get some rest, and you can transfer in Morocco tomorrow to go back home."
Zhou Xuan then went into another room, lay down on the bed, and tried to calm his mind, but how easy was it to do so amidst all the chaos? With no other choice, he began to practice his superpower. Because he had absorbed the Nine-Star Bead, Zhou Xuan could now absorb solar energy and convert it into superpowers wherever sunlight shone on him.
The room's window faces south, and the curtains are fully drawn to prevent sunlight from penetrating. Sunlight streams obliquely into the room, illuminating a third of the bed. Zhou Xuan takes off his clothes, letting the sunlight warm his chest. The energy transformed from sunlight circulates within his body and then merges back into his other abilities.
It felt great. He then used his special ability to practice while also checking the movements of Fu Ying and Wei Xiaoyu in the next room.
After he and Li Wei left, Wei Xiaoyu sat up when she was alone with Fu Ying, and the two of them stared at each other face to face.
Fu Ying couldn't help but speak first: "What exactly do you want?" After all, it was Wei Xiaoyu who stole her happiness, so she was the one who was hurt, not Wei Xiaoyu.
Wei Xiaoyu was nowhere near as nervous as she had been around Zhou Xuan when facing Fu Ying. She said calmly, "I don't want anything. You know, I just like him, nothing more."
Fu Ying sneered a few times before finally saying, "Shamelessness is invincible. I don't want to curse you, nor do I want to argue with you. We were once good friends, and I even received favors from your family. You can treat me like that, but I don't want to treat you the same way. As for Zhou Xuan, I don't want to say anything either. If he chooses you, I will not stop him."
Fu Ying's words struck Wei Xiaoyu's weak spot. Of course, Wei Xiaoyu wasn't upset because Fu Ying called her shameless, but because of Zhou Xuan. In fact, Fu Ying was right. Zhou Xuan's feelings for Fu Ying were something no force could change. Wei Xiaoyu had known this for a long time. Zhou Xuan would never abandon Fu Ying. The current situation was only caused by her taking advantage of Zhou Xuan's amnesia. If Zhou Xuan still wanted to leave her, Wei Xiaoyu had no confidence that she could keep him.
In fact, Wei Xiaoyu already knew the outcome when she deceived Zhou Xuan. If Zhou Xuan could never regain his memory, she might be able to live happily with him for the rest of her life. But if Zhou Xuan regained his memory, she had no chance at all. Even if she got pregnant with Zhou Xuan's child or gave birth to a child, even if Zhou Xuan didn't leave her, she wouldn't be happy in the future. The person you love lives with you, but their heart is not with you, which will only make you more miserable.
Wei Xiaoyu stood there, stunned. She knew this would be the outcome, yet she still couldn't help but deceive Zhou Xuan and do this. Now that the end had finally come, although she was somewhat prepared, her heart still ached terribly.
The pain she felt when she was injured during missions was completely different from what she had experienced before. She had never shed a tear for the physical pain, but the mental anguish she was experiencing now was far more intense and unbearable.
Only then did Wei Xiaoyu realize that the most painful thing in the world wasn't physical, but mental. Looking at the pale-faced Fu Ying, she sighed and said, "Yingying, I'll still call you Yingying. I'm sorry, and I don't ask for your forgiveness. I couldn't help myself. Although it's ended this way, if I could do it all over again, I would still do the same thing. So I don't ask for your forgiveness. We're both women, and we both love Zhou Xuan. Let's just leave it at that. I promise I'll never see Zhou Xuan again."
Fu Ying was surprised that Wei Xiaoyu suddenly softened and said such things to her. After a moment of stunned silence, she couldn't even find the words to comfort Wei Xiaoyu. In this matter, she was indeed not magnanimous. She could give up anything, but not love. She would not share with anyone, nor would she share with others. This was her belief since childhood.
Love is indeed selfish. The idea that women can share their lovers is just a fabricated story on TV. Fu Ying has always believed that true love cannot tolerate even the slightest impurity, just like sand in one's eye—it's something that cannot be tolerated.
Fu Ying paused for a moment before saying, "We don't need to talk about this now. The initiative is actually in Zhou Xuan's hands. Whatever we say is pointless; only his decision matters. You should just go back to China and talk about it later."
Thinking about what Wei Xiaoyu did, Fu Ying couldn't help but feel angry and heartbroken. It was no wonder that Zhou Xuan was blamed. Wei Xiaoyu took advantage of his amnesia. Now that he had no memory of the relationship with her, what could she ask of Zhou Xuan?
Thinking back to how she lost her memories of Zhou Xuan after traveling through time, which resulted in her reluctantly marrying him, and how she fell in love with him again only after he ran away from home, she realized that she had to blame herself. If she had confessed to Zhou Xuan earlier, on their wedding night, none of this would have happened between him and Wei Xiaoyu.
It seems that fate has its own way of things, and one cannot simply do whatever one wants.
After saying this, Fu Ying ignored Wei Xiaoyu and lay down on one side of the large bed. The two girls lay on opposite sides, no longer speaking to each other, but clearly each lost in their own thoughts. This truly reflected the saying: "Sleeping in the same bed, dreaming different dreams."
Zhou Xuan stopped probing Fu Ying and Wei Xiaoyu, withdrew his supernatural power, and continued practicing. At this moment, he could only use his supernatural power to ease the sorrow in his heart, even though his supernatural power was extremely strong, it could not solve this problem.
After finally managing to fall asleep, the first thing she did upon waking up the next morning was to check the room next door. Fu Ying and Wei Xiaoyu were still lying peacefully on the big bed, which relieved her. After getting up and washing up, she went over to wake Li Wei.
Tuluk and his guards were already prepared and headed to the airport half an hour later. This time, they did not encounter any unexpected attacks from assassins such as Butcher on the way. Although Zhou Xuan was preoccupied, he still attached great importance to Tuluk's safety and made all the necessary preparations.
Upon returning to Morocco from London, Prince Turuk did not linger. He quickly prepared everything and boarded his private plane. He was accompanied by six bodyguards, Yi Xin, Zhou Xuan, Fu Ying, Wei Xiaoyu, Li Wei, and two pilots, making a total of thirteen people.
Prince Tuluk's private plane could carry thirty-six people and was decorated in an extremely luxurious manner. However, none of them were in the mood to enjoy themselves. Tuluk and the others were worried about the Butcher's pursuit, while Zhou Xuan was worried about how to solve Wei Xiaoyu's problem.
It is said that one feels apprehensive as one gets closer to home, and Zhou Xuan was no exception. The longer time passed and the closer the plane got to Beijing, the faster the problems he would have to face would arise. At this point, it wasn't just Wei Xiaoyu's problem that was difficult for him to solve, but he also didn't know how to explain things to his parents, brothers, and sisters.
He never imagined that his infidelity to Fu Ying and his disrespect for his parents would also be labeled as disloyal, unfilial, and unrighteous.
Neither Tuluk's side nor Zhou Xuan's side communicated with anyone in China about their return. Therefore, Zhou Xuan's relatives in China were unaware of their return. Zhou Xuan had been considering whether to inform them, or at least someone, such as Wei Haihong. Among so many people, Zhou Xuan felt that Wei Haihong was the only friend he could trust without worry. Moreover, the main person Tuluk Prince was visiting China was Wei Haihong. Entrusting the Prince to him was a good choice. Wei Haihong's influence in the capital was undeniable. With Wei Haihong's connections and manpower protecting Tuluk, Zhou Xuan could temporarily relax his guard.
It took nearly twenty hours to get from Morocco to Beijing, and we even had to refuel once along the way. When we arrived at Beijing Airport, Zhou Xuan felt like he had been reborn. Looking at the familiar yellow faces in the airport, even though he didn't know any of them, the familiar skin and voices made his eyes well up with tears. No matter where he went, he felt that his hometown was the best place to be back home.
After disembarking, Zhou Xuan had Li Wei call Wei Haihong again to briefly explain the situation. Wei Haihong immediately arranged for a luxury bus to come and pick them up.
Zhou Xuan subtly explained to him that Prince Tuluk was being hunted by international assassins, and that he and Wei Xiaoyu had gotten involved with this assassin organization because of it. Wei Haihong, who had experienced this kind of life for a long time, didn't need to say much and immediately arranged for bodyguards to come over.
Wei Haihong's bodyguards were all retired top-level guards from Zhongnanhai, so they were naturally very skilled. However, he still didn't know that the assassins Zhou Xuan and his group were facing were not people that ordinary people could deal with. Even the bodyguards from Zhongnanhai, who were as strong as they were, were not enough to handle them.
While arranging the car and manpower, Wei Haihong came over to greet him personally, and secretly gave the old man a brief report in the car.
The old man didn't give any instructions and hung up the phone in silence. He had expected Zhou Xuan to return, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. Now, the matter of his granddaughter Xiaoyu was a dilemma, and he could only take it one step at a time.
The luxury bus could carry forty people, but Tuluk, Zhou Xuan, and the others numbered only thirteen. Wei Haihong brought ten people to greet them, and after picking them up at the airport, they drove directly to a villa in the western suburbs.
This is Wei Haihong's property, which is uninhabited but has come in handy now. The villa has three floors and a total of 22 rooms, covering an area of more than 500 square meters. It is fully equipped and has more than enough room for Tuluk and his group of nine guards. In addition, Wei Haihong arranged for six bodyguards to accompany and protect them, and also arranged all their food and lodging.
Tuluk's biggest worry was the pursuit of Butcher's assassins. However, after Butcher's organization severely injured Zhou Xuan and Mao Feng, they had no time to worry about it. The fact that Butcher's organization could injure them to this extent, with two beastmen killed and injured, meant that sending other assassins was not something that could be accomplished. They had to recover their strength and make careful preparations before they could act, otherwise they would only be sending themselves to their deaths.