What I like is the way he is right now!

"Lin Feng!"

Though they were some distance apart, Chu Lingshuang, whose peripheral vision had been fixed on Lin Feng the entire time, was the first to react.

She stood up abruptly and muttered his name.

Beside her, Chu Yunran, who had just received a piece of cake and hadn't even taken a bite, jumped in fright. Holding the little cake, she blinked her eyes, "Sis, what's wrong?"

Before she could finish her sentence, Su Ziyan's voice rang out, lagging behind by barely half a second.

"A-Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"Someone, come here!"

Before Chu Yunran could gasp, Chu Lingshuang had already dashed forward like a sharp arrow.

"Lin Feng! Wake up! Don't you dare play dead with me!"

Her sharp shout pierced the air as she aggressively shoved Su Ziyan aside, her delicate brows knitted tightly.

"Miss Chu, you..."

Being shoved aside, Su Ziyan was visibly displeased. She frowned, right as she was about to retort, several servants hurried forward.

Disregarding her status as the eldest young lady of the family, Chu Lingshuang moved with lightning speed, hooking her arms under Lin Feng's and barking at the servants, "What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and help him inside!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The servants hastily acknowledged the order, rushing to support Lin Feng by either arm and carrying the unconscious man down from the rooftop.

Seeing her chance hijacked, Su Ziyan was clearly unhappy, yet a smile remained plastered on her face as she said with a hidden sting, "Miss Chu, A-Feng, he..."

Chu Lingshuang gave her no chance to finish, not even bothering to lift her eyelids.

She whipped out her phone and dialed Yu Xueyan's number directly.

"Yu Xueyan, get your ass over here within half an hour!"

After dropping that anxious ultimatum, Chu Yunran also set down her cake and trotted over. "Sis, what's wrong with Big Brother Lin? Did he get a heatstroke from the sun?"

She looked at her older sister with wide, innocent eyes, completely puzzled.

With her brows locked tightly together, Chu Lingshuang shot Su Ziyan a vicious glare, and without another word, turned and headed for the stairs.

"Miss Chu, please wait a moment!"

Seeing that Chu Lingshuang was about to leave, Su Ziyan set down her paintbrush and hurriedly called out.

There was no way Chu Lingshuang would give her the time of day; she walked straight toward the door with a cold expression.

However, Su Ziyan's voice rang out once more!

"Miss Chu, since you also like A-Feng, don't you want to have a chat with me?"

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, dropping as lightly as a feather.

Instantly, Chu Lingshuang stopped in her tracks.

Chu Yunran, following closely behind, turned her head in shock to look at Su Ziyan, then instinctively glanced back at her own sister.

How bold of this woman to dare speak to her sister like that...

Chu Yunran had already mentally pronounced Su Ziyan's death sentence, looking at the "death-seeking" woman with a gaze full of pity. However, to her utter surprise—

"Ranran, go downstairs first and call the Lin family's private doctor!"

Hearing Chu Lingshuang's commanding tone, Chu Yunran's eyes widened in disbelief!

Sis actually isn't angry?!

Staring in astonishment at her sister's ice-cold expression, Chu Yunran didn't dare say another word. She could only nod and say, "Okay, Sis, I'm going right now!"

She even made sure to take all the upstairs servants away with her.

As the rooftop door clicked shut, only Chu Lingshuang and Su Ziyan were left on the entire top floor.

"I don't have time for nonsense."

Chu Lingshuang swept a cold, arrogant gaze over her, the urgency and fury in her tone overflowing directly!

Faced with the visibly frantic Chu Lingshuang, Su Ziyan merely curved her lips into a smile. She arched her back as she sat down in a chair, picked up a cup of tea, and took a small sip while sizing Chu Lingshuang up thoughtfully.

"My dear, there's no need to be in such a rush. A-Feng has his family doctor to take care of him; if we go rushing in, we'll only be underfoot. Why don't you sit down and let's have a proper chat instead?"

She smiled, raising a hand to indicate the chair opposite her.

Having never felt the sensation of being coerced before, Chu Lingshuang felt her patience wearing dangerously thin. Suppressing the murderous intent threatening to burst forth, she said with a dark and chilling aura, "Spit out whatever crap you have to say. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"

"Aren't you listening right now?"

Su Ziyan smiled, her eyes blinking with a hint of triumph. "Don't be so hot-headed at such a young age. Sit down and let's talk properly, because—"

"This concerns A-Feng, after all."

The moment those shifting words fell, Chu Lingshuang clenched her fists, gritting her teeth hard as she glared malevolently at Su Ziyan.

Ultimately, she sat down solely because of that phrase: "concerns A-Feng."

"There we go!"

Su Ziyan smiled as she poured Chu Lingshuang a cup of tea, remarking with a trace of sentimentality, "With weather this nice, the sun is blazing. Sitting out there for even a short while traps a lot of heat in the body. Only herbal tea can make one feel truly refreshed."

What Lin Feng's condition actually was, she didn't know; the moment he collapsed, her heart had already been gripped by panic.

Chu Lingshuang's anger had reached its absolute peak, especially since this seductive, alluring woman dared to use Lin Feng to threaten her...

No need to endure any longer!

With a cold expression, Chu Lingshuang flicked aside the hem of her dress, and in a flash, that golden handgun materialized once more.

The muzzle aimed straight at the smiling Su Ziyan, her voice glacial and lethal: "Say one more word of nonsense and I'll blow your brains out!"

The pitch-black barrel filling her vision caused the smile on Su Ziyan's face to freeze instantly.

Her eyes flickered, her expression cooling down a notch. Slowly, she felt around in her pocket and drew out a cigarette case, leisurely pulling out a slim, menthol cigarette. As the smoke curled upward, her mature and sophisticated face took on a trace of vicissitudes.

"When I was four years old, my father found an infant boy washed ashore on the island. Our whole family was overjoyed because my mother had suffered dystocia giving birth to me and could never bear children again. We all treated that boy like family, and he became the companion of my childhood..."

Her story flowed smoothly and leisurely. Chu Lingshuang raised her eyes slightly and tucked the handgun back into the holster at her thigh.

"You've probably guessed it by now—that boy was Lin Feng."

Su Ziyan suddenly chuckled. "Actually, I shouldn't be telling you any of this. Grandpa Lin also mentioned that Lin Feng suffered injuries and amnesia before, always believing he grew up in an orphanage. In reality, he was already twelve years old when the Xu family came and took him away."

Hearing Su Ziyan's words, Chu Lingshuang furrowed her brows sharply.

This completely contradicted her own investigations. However, identities could certainly be fabricated.

Yet, could memories be fabricated too?

If Su Ziyan wasn't lying, it meant someone had deliberately manipulated the truth.

But what did all of this have to do with her?!

"Why are you telling me this?"

Chu Lingshuang maintained her cold and haughty tone.

At that, Su Ziyan was visibly taken aback. She stared at Chu Lingshuang in astonishment, "Aren't you curious?"

"Why should I be?"

"You..."

Su Ziyan was left completely speechless, looking at Chu Lingshuang as if she were a monster. "Don't you like him?"

"I certainly like him!"

Chu Lingshuang sneered, as if she had already seen through Su Ziyan's intentions, speaking her mind without the slightest evasion. "Liking someone is one thing, but what do his past experiences have to do with me?"

"The one I like is the *current* him—the person he is right now, not his past, and certainly not the version of him that exists only in other people's mouths or memories!"