Chapter 232 Trap

After taking a hot bath, Meng Anran's tense nerves completely relaxed.

Qin Mu pulled her to sit down at the desk and found a hair dryer to dry her dripping long hair. She also took the opportunity to check her phone to see if there were any new messages.

Then I saw the screenshot of the text message sent by Kenai.

[Want to know the real cause of your sister's death? Tomorrow morning at 10:00, at the abandoned printing factory in the old city. Don't tell Meng Anran, she's not trustworthy. —Old friend]

Old friend?

What old friends does Conai have?

He was gifted since childhood and was admitted to university at the age of twelve. All the people around him were not his peers. Due to the early death of his parents, he developed a mature but withdrawn personality, which made him rarely communicate with others. He was only obsessed with the study of human nature.

There is no close friend who I can talk to.

Her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a hint of danger.

She received a text message from "K" telling her not to trust Lu Heng.

Konai received a text message from an "old friend" saying that she could not be trusted.

Is this the same person, or a double trap?

"It looks like they're trying to sow discord." Qin Mu stood behind Meng Anran, at an angle that allowed him to clearly see the contents of her phone. "Ke Nai is your psychiatrist, and the only person besides your family and childhood friends who knows about your mental illness. If there's a rift between you and him, the other party could use him to get your true psychological evaluation report."

Even, you can find out more secrets hidden by Meng Anran.

Meng Anran put her phone on the table with the screen off. She couldn't deny what Qin Mu said, "Not only does he know about the relationships around me, he also knows Kenai quite well. He used Ke Ling as bait to lure Kenai out, because he was sure Kenai wouldn't let go of any news about his sister."

Qin Mu lifted a strand of her long hair and blew the hair dryer up and down, drying it carefully. Her voice was muffled by the noise of the hair dryer: "Do you want to go with him?"

"Knowing it was a trap, why did you jump into it?" She grabbed her phone and replied to Kenai: "Don't go. I'll investigate your sister's case with you."

No matter how much so-called "truth" the other party has, it is still too dangerous for Konai to go to the appointment and it is not worth it.

Since the other party can get the truth, she also has the possibility to find out the whole picture. There is no need to put herself in danger unless it is absolutely necessary.

On the other side, Kona thought the same thing. His sister had been dead for seven years. Even if he wanted to know the real reason for his sister's suicide, he would not be in a hurry at this time.

The other party seemed to have overlooked one point - his emotional stability as a psychologist.

[Ke Nai]: It rained today, so I should sleep in tomorrow.

Seeing his reply, Meng Anran felt relieved a little, and took out the anonymous text message she received and showed it to Qin Mu.

"What I received was a text message that was trying to sow discord between me and Lu Heng."

Qin Mu's eyes quickly scanned the words and he couldn't help but feel amused. "Do you need someone to sow discord between you and Lu Heng?"

Meng Anran curled her lips and put down her phone, "Enemy to enemy, trust can actually be discussed."

Qin Mu put down the hair dryer and gently combed Meng Anran's long hair with his big hands. He said thoughtfully: "Could this 'K' and 'old friend' be the same person? If he makes you two suspicious of each other, he can take advantage of the situation."

Meng Anran leaned back in her chair and looked up at Qin Mu. "If it was the same person, why did he send separate messages to me and Kenai? He was trying to sow discord between me and Lu Heng, and between me and Kenai."

Wait... this sounds more like they want to leave her isolated and helpless!

Suddenly I am a little curious about who "K" is.

"You say...will I receive a text message tomorrow to sow discord between you and me?" Meng Anran joked.

"Then they really miscalculated." Qin Mu bent down and kissed her lips, "Our relationship is not something that outsiders can disrupt."

Understanding the meaning in Qin Mu's eyes, Meng Anran pushed him unhappily, "It's past two o'clock, time to go to bed!"

"Okay." Qin Mu chuckled helplessly, picked up Meng Anran and put her on the bed.

Then he walked to the windowsill and lit the incense in the purple gold incense burner. Thin white smoke rose up, emitting a faint sandalwood fragrance, which filled the room.

"What did you order?" Meng Anran lay on her side on the bed, watching Qin Mu's movements.

"Calming incense can help you sleep better." Qin Mu walked back to the bed and tucked in the corners of the quilt for her.

Meng Anran nodded and closed her eyes.

Qin Mu turned off the lights, lay down beside her quietly, held her in his arms, and kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight, baby."

In the darkness, Meng Anran's breathing gradually became steady. Qin Mu, however, stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, his thoughts in a turmoil.

Who is that "K"? Why does he know so much about the people around Meng Anran? And that "old friend" clearly knows everything about Ke Nai's past.

All of this is like a carefully woven net that is slowly tightening.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the curtains.

When Meng Anran woke up, she found that Qin Mu was no longer around.

She stretched herself, picked up her phone, and found an unread text message. After clicking it, her face instantly turned gloomy.

If you don't believe me, we can meet. At 10 o'clock, at the abandoned printing factory in the old town. —K

The same time and place as in Kenai’s text message.

Is it a coincidence?

Meng Anran tapped the screen with her finger, took a screenshot of the text message and saved it to the cloud, then deleted it.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Qin Mu walked in with breakfast. "Are you awake? I made your favorite fried eggs and toast."

Meng Anran raised her head, quickly putting away all the gloom and coldness, and smiled as warm as the sun outside the window, "Don't we have a maid? Why did Master Qin cook for us personally?"

"I'm afraid you won't be used to the Qin family chef's cooking, so I'll serve you myself." Qin Mu jokingly replied, putting down his breakfast. "Go wash up. The weather is nice today. Let's go to the scenic area together later."

Meng Anran's movements to get out of bed were barely noticeable, but she quickly returned to normal. "No, you go with Yanyan. The Hot Wheels event is almost over today, and I have to go over and keep an eye on it. Nothing can go wrong."

Hot Wheels was just an excuse, she decided to go to the printing factory to find out what was going on.

She always felt uneasy about the conspiracy against her until she found out who was behind it.

Qin Mu did not doubt Meng Anran's words. After breakfast, he sent her out and took Qin Yan to the scenic spot by himself.

When Meng Anran drove to the abandoned printing factory in the old city, the area was empty, overgrown with weeds, and the factory buildings were covered in rust.

It was so shabby that it looked like a crime scene in a movie.

The sports car stopped in front of the rusty gate. To Meng Anran's surprise, she saw the familiar Volvo.

Then, a tall and lean figure appeared in her sight.

It's Konai.