No Strings Attached

Back in the day, when his vision failed him, and she lost her voice, they communicated through a unique chat ID. The phone was designed for the visually impaired, with every message being read out loud. And through this number, he only contacted with No. 11. He never used it to contact anyone else.

lan stared at the message on his phone, lost in thought.

[No. 99, can you see me? I'm waving at you.]

So, this girl in front of him was the No. 11 he had been searching for. Ian looked in her direction again, and the girl gestured in sign language. [No. 99, long time no see.]

At this, lan's gaze faltered. That was the only piece of sign language No. 11 had taught him.

She had said, if they ever met outside again, they would use this to reach out to each other.

Seeing this, he'd recognize it was her.

lan stood rooted to the spot. His dark eyes fixed on the girl by the window. All the clues indeed pointed to what only he and No. 11 would know. He shouldn't doubt who she was anymore.

However, the timing of this girl's appearance made him question everything. He had just had a fallout with Clara, and then No. 11 suddenly showed up.

someone's deliberate arrangement? If it was orchestrated, then who

slightly at the girl, then walked into the

99, how are you?" Her voice was soft and

instantly welled up with tears. She looked at lan for a long time before speaking, "After I got discharged, my

meltdown. My stepmother towel.ne?

the

took his own life. I had to take over the company's affairs, but

sold the company."

company and

businesses. I didn't want to use that money, so I donated it.”

calmly. "Then why did you leave a message saying

heared this,

the CEO of Hayes Corporation, a person of high stature. At that time, my dad's company was under investigation, and was worried it would negatively impact you, so I decided to

she spoke, tears sparkled in her eyes. Her gaze was pure and sincere, devoid of any scheming, just like No. 11 from

knowing he was a