Chapter 606: Chapter 606
"If you’ve looked at my computer, you should know that they are searching for something. And I, though I answered them that I didn’t know, I knew in my heart," Wa Zicong pointed to his chest, "you’re a doctor, I don’t know if you believe it or not, but I could indeed feel that the object was in her hands. Just by the feelings I’ve had from being with her for so many years."
The one from his computer, what Luo Ke was looking for, the property deed of the Xiao Family’s house?
In Gu Nuan’s possession?
Ou Yanan’s eyes made a full circle, and slightly parting her lips, she said, "I don’t know what you’re talking about. I studied medicine, and I don’t understand what you’re saying. Nor am I interested in finding out about your affairs."
"Alright," Wa Zicong spread his hands, but his eyes had already taken in the other person’s every move, saying, "Didn’t you just receive a phone call? The caller warned you not to wander around. So you should be aware that some parts of what I’m saying are at least correct."
"If what you say is correct, it only proves you’re an accessory to the tiger. You know someone is about to commit a crime, yet you do nothing to stop it," Ou Yanan said in an icy voice.
Wa Zicong laughed, a two-note chuckle, a sharp light flickering in his eyes that were half-smiling, half-not. His slightly squinting demeanor seemed to suggest he saw the young person before him as a monstrous oddity, saying, "Full of a sense of justice, is it because you’re a doctor? Speaking of justice, you have it, Gu Nuan has it, and at one time, I did too. You would never guess why I chose to study finance."
Ou Yanan kept her mouth tightly shut, unmoved. The source of thɪs content is 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
"Let me tell you then. Perhaps one day you could tell her for me. Whether she believes it or not, it’s the truth," Wa Zicong said softly, his voice carrying a complex set of emotions that seemed genuinely moved, "My father died due to commercial fraud. My father and I were very close, I always admired him. My mother even lied to me, telling me my father had died in a car accident away from home. In reality, after being cheated, my father took on debts he couldn’t repay and didn’t want to drag others down. He jumped off a cliff to his death. The enemy who cheated my father, if I don’t find him and deal with him personally, I would live as a disgrace to my father’s memory."
Hearing this man speak so poignantly, Ou Yanan maintained a consistent expression of skepticism.
For this, Wa Zicong laughed again, saying, "At first, I didn’t know, really didn’t know, that she and I had similar misfortunes. Neither of us realized why she was so dedicated to studying finance, to the point of exhaustion—the reason was the same as mine, we both had been bullied by the wealthy."
At this point, Wa Zicong’s gaze shot straight at the person across from him, "Dr. Ou, you couldn’t possibly be unaware of everything, about your sister—"
Ou Yanan’s lips pressed even tighter together, the lines on her face became as rigid as iron plates, seemingly impossible to pry open.
The house’s window, suddenly flung open by a gust of wind.
The storm, though predicted by weather forecasts, was forgotten by everyone due to the clear weather during the day.
The pouring rain hammered down on the county up above, on Qiu Sangu’s hill, snapping and popping, hitting the wooden cottage as if it were pelting hail.
Gu’s mother looked out into the night outside the window, as dark as if one couldn’t see their own hand right in front of them, and felt a faint shock.
She thought such a sight was something she hadn’t seen in many years. Perhaps it was because there were no lights here.
The mountain manor was powered by an electric line pulled from Qiu Sangu’s villa. But because of the storm’s assault, the breaker was pulled down as a precaution. For now, the house could only be lit by candles.