I never expected that Zheng Qi, at such a young age, would be so reasonable.

Women don't like being lectured.

Even if it's reasonable, so what?

“If you don’t want my help, then forget it. You’re just too young and don’t know how much better it is to take shortcuts.” He Ru said, “If I had your background, I wouldn’t be worried about not being able to write a paper.”

His stubbornness is only because he was lucky to be born into the Zheng family. If he had been born into an ordinary family, he would never have had a chance to get ahead!

He Ru thinks that people like Zheng Qi are born good-for-nothings.

......

Su Jin rode her bicycle and used her phone to navigate to the cemetery.

The island is not large, and there are few cemeteries. There is only one cemetery on the entire island, and Zheng Lin can find it without asking.

Most people did not go out because they were advised to stay home.

No one would come to a place like a cemetery.

Su Jin kept walking forward and easily spotted Zheng Lin's figure.

She was about to go over when a hand covered her mouth.

He was dragged backward into a small container house.

The hand on his mouth was released.

"Miss Su, what brings you here?"

Su Jin turned around and saw that it was Officer Liu, so she stopped screaming.

Su Jin waited for him to explain himself.

Officer Liu: "We contacted Zheng Lin, and he agreed to come alone. If you show up, Bai Qingchi won't show up later."

Fearing Su Jin might not have understood, he explained, "Today is the anniversary of Bai Lao's death. We guessed that a major reason Bai Qingchi fled here and stayed for so long was to pay her respects to her father. If you had gone over there just now, the whole operation would have been ruined."

Su Jin looked around the room. Officer Liu had already walked to the window and was observing the situation through binoculars. Su Jin followed him.

From this vantage point, one can observe the Bai family's cemetery.

Through the window, you could see Zheng Lin squatting there, talking to the tombstone, but there was some distance between them, so you couldn't hear his voice.

There was also a telescope on the table; it would seem a bit out of place not to observe the situation live at this moment.

So Su Jin picked up her binoculars, glanced at the situation, and asked, "Is it just you who came?"

Officer Liu: "The others are all in the container houses at the back door, which are closer. Usually, when people escape, they are more likely to run that way; very few people would run towards the main gate."

Su Jin didn't care where Bai Qingchi ran. With only Bai Qingchi left and Zheng Guang no longer there to help, he could only escape temporarily. Bai Qingchi's capture was only a matter of time.

Su Jin focused the camera on Zheng Lin, "Will Zheng Lin be in danger?"

"Yes. But we will do our best to ensure his safety." Officer Liu, his nerves on edge, picked up his thermos with one hand, took a sip of tea, and kept his eyes fixed on the situation.

Su Jin didn't speak again. She put down her binoculars, looked around, and asked, "Do you have any weapons for self-defense?"

Officer Liu: "Yes, don't worry."

"Do you have any extra?"

What are you going to do?

"I'm using it for self-defense."

Officer Liu held up binoculars in his left hand, put down his thermos in his right, and pulled a fruit knife from the drawer of the wooden table with his right hand: "Use this. It should have been left here by the previous gatekeeper for cutting fruit. Wash it, it'll work."

Su Jin didn't mind. In any case, since the situation had changed and the knife was used on Bai Qingchi anyway, it wasn't that important whether it was clean or not.

However, the knife felt a bit sticky, so she picked up Officer Liu's thermos and poured some water to clean it.

In front of Bai Lao's tombstone.

Suddenly a light rain began to fall, extinguishing the three cigarettes that were sitting there.

Zheng Lin squatted down, took out a new cigarette, lit it with a lighter, and said to the tombstone, "Old Bai, I don't know if you could know what's going on in this world if you were alive. If you did know, would you also hope that Qingchi would go back and turn himself in as soon as possible?"

The rain soaked his hair.

The cigarette was lit for only a second before being blown out by the storm.

As he took out another cigarette to light it, an umbrella appeared above his head.

With a cigarette between his fingers, Zheng Lin turned to look at the person holding the umbrella for him.

Inside the container house, Officer Liu said, "They've finally appeared."

Su Jin narrowed her eyes.

Over there, Bai Qingchi held up an umbrella, giving half of it to Zheng Lin.

"So you still remember my father." Bai Qingchi, holding an umbrella, squatted down, standing very close to Zheng Lin.

She touched the tombstone with her hand, her eyes vacant, her tone calm and slow: "I thought I had forgotten him, but lately I keep dreaming about him. He doesn't say anything, he just looks at me. He doesn't speak, but it's as if he's said a lot. I can see the disappointment in his eyes."

After saying the word "disappointed," she suddenly smiled and said, "But I'm also disappointed in him. I think you must also be disappointed in my father. He's not as good as you think."

Zheng Lin didn't speak. He felt that Bai Qingchi had gone mad, and that madmen don't speak logically.

"The one who gave you blood was not my father at all."

Bai Qingchi turned his head to the left, meeting Zheng Lin's gaze. Seeing the change in his eyes, he sneered, "You don't believe me? But it's true. My father's blood type is incompatible with yours. How can someone with a different blood type donate blood to you?"

She frowned slightly and reached out to touch Zheng Lin's face. "I really feel sorry for you. You've been deceived by him. I wasn't planning to say anything, but in your heart, I'm the only bad person. Do you think that such a good father like me could have given birth to a child like me? His two children are both bad. How good do you think he is?"

Zheng Lin grabbed Bai Qingchi's wrist, his brows furrowed with anger. He squeezed the bones in her wrist tightly: "Your own problems, and you're still trying to smear your father."

"The person who donated blood to you was a friend of my father's. He was tricked by my father into donating blood to you. He just wanted you to remember this kindness. If he were still alive, his original plan was to swindle the shares of Zheng's Group that you held."

"I won't believe what you're saying."

“Go check my father’s medical records from the last year; his blood type is clearly shown. Moreover, he once had feelings for your biological mother. My father played a significant role in the breakdown of your parents’ relationship.”

The pain from being squeezed so hard that Bai Qingchi twisted her wrist. "It's no use for you to hate me, just like it's no use for me to hate you. I've told you the whole truth, so you should thank me. At least I'm more honest than my father."

Zheng Lin narrowed his eyes.

His reason told him that Bai Qingchi must be lying.

His benefactor, Elder Bai, could not possibly be the kind of person Bai Qingchi described.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Zheng Lin flipped the umbrella over, grabbed her other wrist tightly, and said coldly, "If not, your time of freedom after your prison break ends here."

Bai Qingchi looked at him in disbelief, "What do you mean?"