Chasing You Like a Tenacious Falcon

In the area near the school stood a luxurious apartment complex, and on the penthouse floor was a private club featuring an aerial garden.

The club occupied the entire top floor, boasting not only basic activity spaces but also amenities such as a gaming room, a bar, a tea lounge, and even a helipad on the platform of the aerial garden.

Stepping into the elevator of the apartment building, Quan Zhisui ascended to the penthouse floor, where a series of automatic doors swiftly recognized her face and opened for her.

The bar was half indoors and half outdoors, seamlessly connected to the garden, with several smaller terraces scattered about.

It was past midnight, yet the area was still bustling with people.

They were all Quan Zhisui's university alumni, members of the club, and guests at the birthday banquet.

The sight of Quan Zhisui startled everyone, as she was known for her early bedtime and rarely appeared at this hour.

She sat at the bar, gazing at the terrace view a few meters away, admiring the breathtaking nightscape of Yunyang atop the building.

This place, located upstream of the Yangtze River...

Yan Rong and Yu Zetian exchanged a glance and got up, walking over.

"For your birthday, have a drink?" Yan Rong poured a glass of wine and handed it to her.

Quan Zhisui took it and drank it all in one gulp.

Yan Rong blinked, glanced at Yu Zetian, and both were once again taken aback.

She actually drank it?

Quan Zhisui rarely indulged in alcohol, though she had a good tolerance for it.

Yu Zetian leaned on the bar, smiling as he asked, "You should be happy since it's your birthday. Why so strange today?"

Quan Zhisui remained silent.

Yan Rong offered a second glass of wine: "How about going on a trip during winter break? Spend the New Year in Antarctica?"

Quan Zhisui's fingers paused, and she stared at him emotionlessly.

Yan Rong was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong?"

Quan Zhisui finished the second glass of wine, her fingers gripping the glass tightly, turning her fingertips white.

In a sudden burst of emotion, she hurled the glass onto the terrace floor!

Crash—

The glass shattered into pieces.

Yan Rong and Yu Zetian were both visibly alarmed.

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In the distance, the crowd of drinkers fell silent, all eyes turning toward the scene, unsure of what to do.

Quan Zhisui walked onto the terrace, her black attire and flowing long hair flaring in the chilly wind.

She leaned against the railing, facing away from the crowd, and no one could see her expression at that moment.

Yu Zetian dared not ask further; he could only sit at a distance, observing quietly.

Yan Rong, on the other hand, moved into the crowd and pulled a girl out: "Xia Yun, go talk to her. Her state of mind seems off."

Nodding, Xia Yun carried some snacks and approached the terrace.

She bumped her shoulder against Quan Zhisui's, coaxing, "What's wrong, huh? This is the first time I've seen you like this. It's kinda scary."

"It's nothing," sighed Quan Zhisui, her breathing heavy.

Xia Yun thought for a moment and asked, "Who was that old man at the end of the party?"

Quan Zhisui's expression turned fierce for an instant before she suppressed it.

She said slowly, "The former richest man of Liangxi Town."

More accurately, he was the previous richest man, as the current richest man had the same surname but was a different person.

She had checked.

Xia Yun's eyes widened: "What? Who???"

Quan Zhisui said no more, tiredly holding her forehead: "Get me another drink."

"Oh, okay," Xia Yun, perceptive as ever, didn't ask further, simply staying by her side while they snacked and drank.

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A week later.

Qian Cheng entered Wei Shixu's office, placing a stack of documents on the desk.

With a sincere attitude, he admitted his mistake: "Mr. Wei, Old Wei went to Yunyang and caused some trouble with Quan Zhisui."

The matter had been kept from Wei Shixu, with the butler personally involved and multiple smokescreens laid out to prevent Wei Shixu from finding out.

The outcome, however, was unsatisfactory.

At least from the snippets Qian Cheng had heard, Old Wei had gotten into an argument with Quan Zhisui.

Hence, Qian Cheng was feeling extremely uneasy, and instead of waiting to be discovered, he decided to confess first.

Wei Shixu glanced at the documents on the desk, all detailing Quan Zhisui's activities in Yunyang.

The top one was a page from the school newspaper, showing her participating in a martial arts club event, delivering a rhythmic and spirited fast punch.

Wei Shixu didn't bother to flip through them, merely scanning the surface before pushing them back.

"No next time," he said.

Qian Cheng asked hesitantly: "Are you referring to the documents or…"

Wei Shixu: "Both."

Qian Cheng wondered: "Don't you want to know how she's doing in Yunyang?"

Wei Shixu remained calm: "I'm not taking the blame for your mess. If it's discovered, it's on me. How do I fix that?"

Qian Cheng: "Ah… is that what you mean?"

Wei Shixu lowered his head to the desk: "And tell that old man to stop causing trouble."

Qian Cheng pondered and said, "But, aren't you worried about her being pursued by others? Just the other day, you intercepted a line trying to dig up information about her."

Quan Zhisui was quite popular at the university, and the visit by Wei Jingsan had sparked curiosity, with people trying to investigate her past in Liangxi Town.

Wei Shixu had intercepted the inquiries, burying the connection between the two and planting a smokescreen by revealing that Wei Jingsan and Quan Feng were old acquaintances.

Any investigation, unless it came directly from her, crossed a boundary.

And she didn't like that.

So he wouldn't let anyone find out.

Wei Shixu didn't look up: "She can't be reduced to mediocrity."

She had seen it all: good and bad, thrilling and maddening, gentle…

He had exhausted every tactic, making their time unforgettable.

Every word of love and confession could take her back to him.

She couldn't forget him.

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Mid-June.

The first year of university was drawing to a close, nearing final exams.

After finishing her classes, Quan Zhisui exited the classroom, swinging her car keys and preparing to return to her apartment for some studying.

At that moment, a male student stepped in her way, holding a small bear crafted from preserved flowers, beautifully presented under a transparent cover that caught the eyes of the surrounding girls.

He offered the gift: "Quan Zhisui, I like you. Can we date? Or perhaps start as friends?"

Quan Zhisui didn't even glance at the boy, her eyes fixed solely on the small bear.

She asked, "How much is it?"

The boy's eyes lit up as he replied, "It's a small bear made from preserved roses. It costs a few thousand yuan. There are other colors, but I think red looks the most vibrant and beautiful…"

Unlike the two years ago, where the bear was covered in diamonds and adorned with a chenille bracelet, this gift was only a simple bear and preserved flower.

But both were red, both were bears, and both were made of preserved flowers.

"Can I buy it from you?" Quan Zhisui asked.

The boy: "Ah?"

Quan Zhisui looked at him, repeating herself: "Please sell it to me."

The boy panicked under the intense gaze of her amber eyes, unable to hold her stare.

Quan Zhisui transferred five thousand yuan to him and took the preserved flower small bear.

Then…

She walked to an open area outside and found a trash can.

Bang!

She smashed the transparent cover with force!

Then stomped on the preserved flower small bear until it was crushed.

Suppressing her emotions, she borrowed a broom from a nearby janitor to clean up the mess, disposing of it in the trash can.

As she finished, she trembled, clenching her fingers, heading toward the parking lot.

All the classmates were stunned!

Quan Zhisui usually kept her emotions in check, so why the sudden outburst?

The boy, in particular, almost passed out, thinking initially that Quan Zhisui was just too shy to accept the gift. He never expected her to buy it herself.

And then destroy it?

What was going on here?!

In her car.

Quan Zhisui didn't immediately start the engine. Instead, she leaned on the steering wheel, her expression fracturing.

Wei Shixu!

You really deserve to die, Wei Shixu!!