It was still the same hotel and the same room when Yan Mo met Gong Ling. The only change was that there were more bruises on Gong Ling's snow-white skin, and the marks were more obvious.

"Didn't you agree to cut off ties with him?" Yan Mo joked. Yesterday she was clamoring to break up with Lawyer Gu, but today she is getting together with him again. This girl is really promising.

"I said I'm dissociating myself from the matter, and that means I'm dissociating myself from the matter." Gong Ling was embarrassed, and then looked at Yan Mo with a firm gaze, which meant that she would definitely do it.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows: "Then how did you get together last night?"

Gu Zhengshan was there because Si Ze was there, which made sense, but why was it such a coincidence that Si Ze was there last night, and why did she happen to be drunk and come to pick up dead fish?

Yan Mo really couldn't understand this. Could it be that Si Ze had sent someone to follow her? Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense!

She didn't believe that there was such a coincidence in the world.

Yan Mo became more and more certain that this was what she thought. Didn’t that mean he also knew about Senior Ji’s affairs?

Is it because of this that Si Ze wanted those promises?

Also, how could she have done that to him without even noticing anything?

Thinking of the excessive demands made by Si Ze, Yan Mo also felt worried. Si Ze gave her the illusion that he was taking advantage of her misfortune.

"I don't know where Gu Zhengshan suddenly appeared from. I was brought here by him in a daze." Gong Ling said depressedly.

I don’t know what happened. I didn’t drink much last night, but I was completely drunk.

"And then, in a daze, you two were together again, right?"

Yan Mo obviously didn't believe it at all.

Gong Ling's alcohol tolerance is not something he can compare to. There are still scattered fragments in her head, let alone Gong Ling who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

"I..." Gong Ling opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, I don't care about you. Hurry up and change your clothes. I'll wait for you outside." Yan Mo pinched his nose and left the room. The smell was really too strong.

Ten minutes later.

Gong Ling wore a down jacket, a hat and a mask, covering herself tightly.

"Momo, do you think I'm wearing this?" Gong Ling turned around in front of Yan Mo like a treasure and said proudly, "Do you still recognize me?"

"Okay." Yan Mo nodded. It seemed that Zhou Fengwei had indeed left a shadow on Gong Ling.

Zhou Fengwei lives in the old town, more than an hour's walk from the city center.

"Let's go." Yan Mo raised his hand, looked at the time, and said lightly.

Afterwards, the two left the hotel and drove out of the city center, heading towards the old town, following the road indicated by Gong Ling.

Dozens of minutes later, the car stopped steadily in a narrow alley with dilapidated bungalows. The dirty environment and broken houses were filled with curses. Yan Mo was very surprised that Zhou Fengwei, who looked so handsome, actually lived in such a place where even the elderly were unwilling to live.

Logically speaking, Gong Ling gives Zhou Fengwei a lot every month, plus his own income from live streaming, so why shouldn't he still be living here?

Yan Mo asked doubtfully.

Looking into the deep alley, Gong Ling took a deep breath and said:

"Don't you and Lu Shanghua always wonder why I'm with him? Let me tell you! You only see his surface. He's young and doing live streaming, not doing his job properly. He's actually not what you see."

"You know why he chose to do live streaming? That's his family. His father is seriously ill and paralyzed, his mother is mentally retarded, and he has two younger brothers who are studying. The whole family depends on him. He used to have excellent grades in school, but because he is the eldest child, he was forced to drop out of school to work. Because he doesn't have a high level of education, he can only work in a factory, but the salary at the factory is not enough to support his family."

"Then what?" Yan Mo said solemnly.

Gong Ling retracted her gaze, looked at Yan Mo, and asked:

"Momo, tell me, in this day and age, for someone like him, who only has a good-looking face and almost nothing else, what else can he do to make money faster than live streaming?"

"You say he's not ambitious, but you don't know that he broadcasts 17 or 18 hours a day out of 24. He really works hard."

"You know, I really intended to be with him before. Perhaps it was the living conditions he grew up in, or perhaps it was his young age, that created his abnormal lack of security."

"Even though we broke up, I didn't blame him. I just wanted him to live a better life. But, he returned the card to me."

"Alas, this kind of thing where I don't need money, I just want to be with you, it's really hard to do..."

Yan Mo listened quietly, reached out to hug Gong Ling, and silently wiped the tears from Gong Ling's cheeks.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Gong Ling pushed Yan Mo away and smiled faintly.

During the conversation, the three of them came to the floor where Zhou Fengwei lived. Gong Ling

"Wait." Yan Mo stopped Gong Ling who was about to go upstairs and told A Biao who was standing behind them to protect them: "A Biao, go up and take a look first. If there is anyone there, don't alarm them."

After thinking for a while, Yan Mo looked at Gong Ling.

"Thank you!" Gong Ling thanked him and told him the house number of Zhou Fengwei's house.

It’s better to be cautious. If she meets him now, she really doesn’t know how to deal with it.

Although he was paranoid, his love for her was real, but his love was too heavy for her to bear.

She was sorry for what happened to Gu Zhengshan.

"Yes, Madam." A Biao said respectfully and took the lead to go upstairs.

Soon, A Biao hurried downstairs and came to Yan Mo to report the situation: "Madam, there is no one in the room."

"Okay." After hearing the news that Zhou Fengwei was not there, Yan Mo and Gong Ling breathed a sigh of relief and went upstairs together.

As soon as Yan Mo stepped into the house, it was pitch black. A pungent smell rushed into his nose. The steep stairs were wet, and if he was not careful, he might slip and fall.

"Madam, be careful, there is no light here." A Biao reminded.

"It's okay, you won't fall." Yan Mo smiled. With Gong Ling holding her from above and A Biao protecting her from behind, she was the safest.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them arrived at the second floor. Gong Ling took out the key from her bag, walked to the house with the iron gate on the left, opened the door immediately, and walked in first. Yan Mo and the others followed behind her and entered the house.

Gong Ling turned on the light and said to Yan Mo who followed behind her:

"Momo, you sit down, I'll find the things first." After saying that, he went into the inner room.

Yan Mo stood in the living room and looked around the house. It was a very small one-bedroom apartment. The lamp was the old-fashioned type used in stilt houses. There was a table, two stools, and a wooden wall cabinet filled with jars of rice wine. It was very simple. In contrast, the walls were covered with many photos of celebrities and many small notes. Yan Mo felt that they should be records of dreams or experiences. Being able to write them on the wall must be worth remembering.

However, she didn't have the habit of looking at other people's private parts, so she didn't look closely.