Chapter 120: X life is not harmonious?

"It was actually me who had her investigated," Antonio said slowly. "I heard that woman once lived in Qinyuan for quite a long time. It wasn't until you showed up that she moved to another upscale neighborhood. My sources claim they personally heard the little girl call Long Yubei 'Daddy.' If that doesn't scream 'illegitimate child,' then what does? It's obvious you had no idea—you've been completely kept in the dark. Marrying him without knowing a thing... You really think a man of his status didn't have a few women before tying the knot? Don't be naïve."

Gu Lili had already been unsettled, her doubts quietly taking root. Until now, they had merely been suspicions she didn't dare voice. But Antonio's words snapped the final thread holding her composure—his confirmation hit her like a gavel's strike. A little girl calling him "Daddy"...

"You really had her investigated?"

"Of course. While I was at it, I looked into you as well. So I'll wait until the two of you divorce—and then, I'll stop at nothing to make you mine."

Not a single word of his declaration registered in Gu Lili's ears.

She kept drinking, glass after glass, losing sight of the fact that she had driven here herself, forgetting even where she was.

Watching her drown her sorrows, Antonio commented with ill-timed amusement, "If you get drunk and I take advantage of you, don't go crying about it later."

That single sentence instantly extinguished her desire to drink.

She set her glass down and stood up to dance.

Antonio, amused and intrigued, followed her onto the dance floor. Gu Lili's dancing was chaotic and wild, her movements erratic and unrestrained—but to Antonio's eyes, even her disarray was captivating.

Long Yubei waited and waited, but his young wife never came home.

When she wouldn't answer his calls, his patience finally snapped. He turned to Tang Qingli. "Where the hell did she go?"

"How would I know, Young Master? The Young Madam doesn't report her whereabouts to me."

Damn it. Could something have happened again?

Haunted by the memory of last time, Long Yubei's nerves frayed. He roared, "Then go find her—now!"

"Yes, sir."

Like a lion pacing its cage, he stormed back and forth in the living room.

He called her over and over—still no answer.

"What's the point of having a phone if you won't pick up?!"

In a fit of rage, he hurled the phone onto the sofa.

Moments later, it began to ring again. He snatched it up immediately, only to see the caller ID: Liang He.

Annoyed, he answered brusquely, "What the hell do you want, calling at this hour?"

"Why the temper?" Liang He replied with suspicion. "Trouble in paradise?"

"Piss off."

"What's wrong with you?" Liang He asked, alarmed. "You sound like hell. Come to my place—I'll give you a shot of soul-soothing chicken soup."

"Say one more word of nonsense and I'll skin you. Why are you calling?"

"Relax, I just wanted to see if you were up for a drink."

"No time!"

He hung up on him without another word. Who could think about drinking at a time like this, when his wife had vanished without a trace?

Time crawled by.

At eleven o'clock, Tang Qingli finally reported a lead. "Young Master, the Young Madam's car has been located—parked in front of a bar."

"What?!"

"Take me there. Now."

"Yes, sir."

By the time they arrived, Gu Lili was surrounded by Antonio and a group of his friends, playing cards and clearly inebriated, laughing without a care in the world.

Seeing her like that, Long Yubei erupted.

Face dark with fury, he stormed over and, without a word, scooped her into his arms. Ignoring the stares of everyone present, he carried her straight out.