Since no food had been prepared at home, Ye Qingcheng took Ye Zhiwei to a nearby hotel for dinner.

Ye Qingcheng was explaining the situation to the police officer. Ye Zhiwei didn't know the specific reason why Ye Qingcheng's jacket was on the victim of the car accident. She sat next to Ye Qingcheng and started to subtly inquire.

Ye Qingcheng said, half-truthfully, "I ran into him while I was out for a walk today. We chatted for a bit, and he looked sick and cold, so I gave him my coat."

Ye Zhiwei felt that Ye Qingcheng seemed to have omitted some important information, such as why he would suddenly be taking a walk in this area. Even if he wanted to take a walk, he should have done so in a place closer to the company or home. Moreover, the Ye Group covers a large area, and just walking around the group would take a lot of effort. There was no need to make a special trip here.

Ye Qingcheng wasn't the type to initiate conversations, and besides, the victim didn't seem like she could have anything in common with Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Zhiwei had many questions in her mind, but Ye Qingcheng had already changed into casual clothes and showed no signs of having been in the hospital. Moreover, because he had been resting well recently, his complexion was much better than before. She wondered if the treatment Jiang Jianian had given Ye Qingcheng had taken effect, but Ye Qingcheng did look much better than his previous pale appearance.

Ye Qingcheng seemed to have no intention of continuing the topic, so he handed the menu to Ye Zhiwei and smiled as he asked her to see what she wanted to eat.

After Ye Zhiwei ordered a few dishes, Jiang Jianian added one or two lighter dishes before asking the hotel waiter to collect the menu.

Ye Qingcheng asked Ye Zhiwei with concern, "I heard you have your final exams coming up soon, right? You must have been studying really hard lately. Did you get exhausted from rushing over here?"

Ye Zhiwei felt a little guilty. Although the review was indeed very stressful, the school did not arrange too many classes this semester. There were only three subjects that needed to be tested. During the day, Ye Zhiwei would start reading because of the atmosphere in the library and coffee shop. In the evening, she would lie in bed with a book, reading for ten minutes and using her phone for half an hour. Basically, an evening would pass by.

Since Ye Qingcheng asked her that, she couldn't say that her review was sloppy, so she could only obediently sit next to him and nod.

After ordering the food, Ji Shuli, who had just finished a meeting, was startled when Ye Zhiwei suddenly made several phone calls. Thinking something had happened, he immediately called Ye Zhiwei back.

Ye Zhiwei asked Jiang Jianian to chat with her father while she went outside to answer the phone, "Cousin."

"Little cousin, what happened? Why did you call me so many times?" Ji Shuli asked worriedly.

Ye Zhiwei explained, "I received a call from the police at school asking if I was Ye Qingcheng's daughter and asking me to identify the body. Later, when I came to S City, I found out it was just a..."

Ji Shuli immediately raised her voice, "A corpse? What corpse? What happened? How could it be gone? Uncle's illness was clearly cured—"

Ye Zhiwei was about to explain when she heard Ji Shuli's words and immediately asked in a deep voice, "Uncle's illness? Cousin, what do you mean? What uncle's illness? Dad is sick? What illness does he have!"

Hearing Ye Zhiwei's words, Ji Shuli guessed that Ye Qingcheng was probably fine for now, but he had almost let it slip. He immediately chuckled awkwardly, "You still haven't told me what the situation is..."

Ye Zhiwei said expressionlessly, "It was someone else's body. Because Dad lent his coat to the victim, the body was somewhat unrecognizable at the time, so the police couldn't determine the specifics. They found Dad's expired ID card in his pocket and thought something had happened to him, so they called me."

No wonder Ji Shuli also received a call from the police.

Ji Shuli breathed a sigh of relief, "Little cousin, why didn't you just say it all at once? You almost scared me to death."

"You scared me to death? Who interrupted me? Okay, I've finished explaining mine, now it's your turn to explain. I'm asking you, what did you mean by 'Uncle's illness' just now? What illness does Dad have?" Ye Zhiwei pressed.

"Ah, Uncle had a cold before, and I thought he would get better soon. But when you said that, I thought his cold had gotten worse, which is why I was shocked. Later, you explained that Uncle was fine." Ji Shuli suddenly felt guilty. "Alright, alright, what could I possibly be hiding from you with a smile? If I really knew anything, I would definitely let you know as soon as possible, so don't worry."

Ji Shuli immediately changed the subject without giving Ye Zhiwei a chance to answer, and said with a smile, "Little cousin, I just finished a meeting and haven't eaten yet. Where are you? Why don't we have a meal together? I'm so hungry."

Ye Zhiwei snorted and gave Ji Shuli an address. Even if she couldn't get the information out of him now, she could guess most of it by carefully observing the interactions between Ji Shuli and her father.

Ye Zhiwei felt increasingly uneasy. Could it be that her father was really sick?

If she had a serious illness, they wouldn't have hidden it from her. Ye Zhiwei steeled her resolve; if she couldn't tell from the dinner table, she would press Ji Shuli for answers during the meal.

After finishing the call, Ye Zhiwei returned to the private room. The hotel had already started serving the dishes. When the second dish was served, Ji Shuli also rushed over from the company and entered the private room. He seemed surprised that Ye Zhiwei was having dinner with Ye Qingcheng and that Jiang Jianian was also there. However, he quickly realized that it made sense and changed his flustered state, pretending to be nonchalant.

As soon as Ji Shuli entered, she began her act, greeting Ye Qingcheng in a high-profile manner and then asking about his previous cold, whether it was getting better. After a series of friendly inquiries, Ye Qingcheng, who hadn't understood why Ji Shuli was doing this, immediately realized that Ye Zhiwei was starting to suspect something.

He smiled and replied to Ji Shuli, "I did have a cough before, but it's gotten much better these past two days."

Ji Shuli breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ye Qingcheng carefully for a few moments, and then said to Ye Zhiwei in a flattering tone, "It's probably because our little fairy came. Everyone is in a good mood and everything is going smoothly. Even Uncle's cold got better faster than usual because of our little fairy's arrival."

After a barrage of praise, Ye Zhiwei, who had originally planned to nitpick as soon as Ji Shuli sat down, had to suppress her anger and let out a soft, contented hum.

Ye Qingcheng pointed at Ji Shuli and Ye Zhiwei and said to Jiang Jianian, "Look at this pair of lively siblings, one dares to speak, and the other dares to listen."

Before Jiang Jianian could say anything, Ye Zhiwei was the first to object, shamelessly correcting Ye Qingcheng, "What my cousin said is also... true."

One sentence made Ye Qingcheng burst into laughter.

Ye Zhiwei kept Ye Qingcheng company while talking, but she didn't forget to take a moment to send a message to Ji Shuli on her phone: I'll let you off the hook for now, but after dinner, think carefully about how to tell me. Do you really think I'm stupid enough to believe you? And you have a cold—cousin, your acting is terrible, it's obvious you're lying.