"Little girl, capitalists are all man-eaters who spit out no bones. They couldn't solve it back then, and it's even less likely now." Tao Ming walked with his hands behind his back, his bent back forming a high arch.
He entered the house, leaving only Jiang Ziyu under the eaves.
The weather in the countryside changes in an instant. One moment it was clear skies, and the next, dark clouds covered the heavens.
Drip, drip... raindrops began to fall.
It seemed there was no going back today.
Jiang Ziyu took out her phone and stood up, searching for a higher spot in the courtyard.
...
Di Residence.
Qianqian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, her head raised in anticipation. As soon as she heard a sound, she turned around with joy, only to see Shen Lin, and her expression fell.
"Is Qianqian waiting for someone?" Shen Lin came up behind Qianqian.
Her little head nodded. Qianqian took out paper and a pen from the side.
[Why hasn't Mom come back yet?]
Shen Lin looked at it, surprised.
It was truly a blood relation; Di Mingjue had asked the same question a moment ago.
Jiang Ziyu had been out for almost a day, and as darkness fell, she still hadn't returned.
Shen Lin squatted down. "She should be back soon."
[Call Mom.]
Qianqian held up her writing tablet, her eyes anxious.
This... Shen Lin looked troubled. Without Di Mingjue's order, what reason could he give to make the call?
He reached out and held Qianqian's arm. "Qianqian, please wait a little longer. Once her matters are settled, Madam will be back soon."
Qianqian, who had finally experienced motherly love, felt that Jiang Ziyu would leave her again. She pushed Shen Lin away and ran upstairs.
A few minutes later, Shen Lin received an order from Di Mingjue to contact Jiang Ziyu.
The call he dialed went straight to a busy signal, and he only gave up when he heard that the phone was turned off.
"President Di, I can't reach Madam," Shen Lin said.
His heart suddenly tensed. Di Mingjue listened to the rain falling outside the window. "What time is it?"
"Half-past six."
"Send people to check."
"Yes."
Shen Lin made arrangements by phone for guards to go out and search.
Without Jiang Ziyu's return, Qianqian barely ate any dinner, and even at bedtime, she refused to lie down.
Helpless, Di Mingjue had to hold her and sit on the sofa, waiting.
The rain in the imperial capital was heavy, falling from morning till night without ceasing.
Qianqian, asleep in his arms, whimpered uncomfortably as his arm slightly shifted. Di Mingjue immediately put her back down.
In just a few days, Qianqian had become so attached to Jiang Ziyu. When her real mother returned, would she still accept her?
This question arose deep in Di Mingjue's mind.
Jiang Ziyu was indeed very good to Qianqian, but in the end, she wasn't that woman.
"Shen Lin," Di Mingjue called out.
Shen Lin, sitting opposite him on the sofa, woke up instantly upon hearing the call.
"I'm here."
"Take Qianqian upstairs to rest."
...
The rain had lasted all night, and Jiang Ziyu had also spent the night in the suburbs.
At dawn, when the sky was just beginning to brighten, Tao Ming knocked on her door.
After a brief conversation, the two of them left in Jiang Ziyu's car.
...
On top of the famous news building in the imperial capital, a distorted video was being replayed. In the video, the man's face was pixelated. He sat solemnly in front of the camera, accusing Old Master Song of his crimes word by word.
Upon the release of the news, the entire city was in an uproar.
"Dad, something's happened!" Yan Li, sweating profusely and with weak legs, ran to the old master.
Before Old Master Song could ask for details, uninvited guests arrived at the Song family.
The servants couldn't stop them and followed behind the police, bewildered.
"May I ask who Song Hui is?" the policeman asked, looking at the two people in the living room.
Yan Li swallowed hard. "What do you want?"
"Upon a report from the concerned party, Mr. Song Hui allegedly impersonated Mr. Tao Ming's college entrance examination scores. We are now conducting an investigation. Please cooperate and come with us." The policeman took out an arrest warrant from his pocket.
The stark black and white letters were clear, and Yan Li was terrified. This was the first she had heard of the matter.
Old Master Song, recovering from his shock, questioned in disbelief, "Tao Ming?"