The watery moonlight shone on the gray roof tiles that looked like fish scales. Zhang Moyan followed Uncle Chai into the ancient courtyard.

Pushing open the two black wooden doors, he saw a small, antique reception room. Turning west, he saw an elegant carved door. Uncle Chai walked forward and knocked gently, and Xiao Guotao's voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Xiao Guotao's study is very spacious, but it is so crowded that there is almost no place to step.

Although the room has three walls of books and a porcelain shelf, it still can't accommodate the numerous books and the piles of porcelain pieces. The desks and coffee tables in the room are all piled with things. At first glance, it looks messy, but there is a sense of order in the chaos.

At the innermost part of the room was Xiao Guotao's desk. The few chairs placed opposite the desk were the only space in the room that could accommodate people. When Zhang Moyan came in, Xiao Guotao was standing by the bookshelf to the north of the desk, flipping through a thick book.

"You sit down first." Xiao Guotao raised his hand and gestured to Zhang Moyan for the chair in front of the desk.

"Mr. Xiao, have you got any news about Teacher Xiao?" Zhang Moyan asked as he stood in front of the table.

It took her seven or eight minutes to walk from her small building to here. If you add the time Uncle Chai spent walking over to call her, it was almost a quarter of an hour. She might have gotten news about Xiao Xingyu in this quarter of an hour.

"Oh, I'm not sure about that." Xiao Guotao raised his eyes from the reading glasses on his nose, his expression even more confused than Zhang Moyan's.

Zhang Moyan was very disappointed with Xiao Guotao's reaction: "Aren't you worried at all? I haven't been able to contact him for a whole day."

Xiao Xingyu is your promising grandson. How can you still have the leisure to read a book here when he's missing? You should mobilize all your forces in Ruzhou to conduct a city-wide search!

Xiao Guotao smiled faintly and continued to read his book: "What's the big deal if we don't contact each other for one day? We often don't contact each other for a week."

Zhang Moyan was shocked. What was she talking about? How could the usual no-contact with today's no-contact be compared? Didn't the police tell you that Xiao Xingyu was driven out by her today?

At this time, Uncle Chai brought Zhang Moyan a cup of brewed tea.

"Miss Zhang, please sit down and have some tea."

What to drink? Does she look like she's in the mood for tea?

Uncle Chai retreated under Zhang Moyan's fierce gaze and closed the door gently.

Xiao Guotao continued to flip through the brick-thick book on the bookshelf, feeling that the content was much more important than Xiao Xingyu's life or death.

Did Xiao Xingyu pick it up?!

Standing for so long was a bit awkward, so Zhang Moyan had to sit down. After a long while, Xiao Guotao seemed to have found what he was looking for in the book. He excitedly wrote a few lines in a notebook at the table, then contentedly closed the book and put it back on the shelf.

After that, he officially sat in front of Zhang Moyan.

Looking at the worried Zhang Moyan, Xiao Guotao took off his square-framed glasses and said, "Don't worry, Xingyu is not a child anymore. He is very sensible and has never caused anyone any worries."

Zhang Moyan was speechless. Could being strong be a reason for a person not to be cared for?

What else can she say?

Feel sorry for Xiao Xingyu.

"Then why did you call me here?" Uncontrollably, the words came out with a touch of urgency. Since she was so open-minded, she probably wasn't looking for her to accuse her or squeeze out any clues to find Xiao Xingyu.

Xiao Guotao folded his glasses on his notebook, his wrinkled face suddenly serious. "I came to talk to you about the things you didn't confess to the police."

"You didn't confess anything to the police?" Zhang Moyan couldn't help but straighten his back, obviously lacking in confidence.

Xiao Guotao nodded. "I've come across many reporters interested in our Xiao family in my life, and Miss Zhang is the most outstanding one among them. She was able to infiltrate the inner circle for seven or eight days before being discovered. I think you must have reaped a lot of rewards, right?"

Zhang Moyan opened her eyes wide. Honestly, if Xiao Guotao hadn't praised her so highly, she wouldn't have thought she was that outstanding. But after he reminded her, she seemed to think she was indeed quite remarkable.

But this was not her deliberate plan, it was purely an accident.

"Can you tell me about your achievements?" Xiao Guotao asked with interest.

Zhang Moyan shook her head. "I haven't achieved anything. In fact, Teacher Xiao hasn't even accepted our interview yet... I'm not as impressive as you say."

Xiao Guotao raised the corner of his mouth into an arc that could not be called a smile: "You are too modest. You already know a lot of secrets that outsiders don't know, don't you?"

This rhetorical question made Zhang Moyan's breath skip a beat. For her, it was more effective than torture.

She had always disliked being speculated about, and when questioned, she preferred to tell the truth directly. She hated everything in the world that seemed to be true but was not, so she really disliked people making unwarranted assumptions about her.

"Yeah," Zhang Moyan admitted. After thinking about it, she concluded truthfully: "Not a lot, actually. Just two things."

Xiao Guotao looked at her deeply, waiting for her to continue.

"First, I know your Xiao family has a Zhenyunxuan, which houses many fine products from famous kilns that are not celadon. I've been inside. Second, there's a Tongzhen stele on the hill behind your house. It has the names of many of the Xiao family's ancestors who produced celadon porcelain. I've seen it."

Zhang Moyan mustered up her courage and said, "I'm sorry for trespassing in these two places... I'm not very good at speaking. If you want to deal with me, I will accept it without complaint."

Xiao Guotao didn't say anything, leaning back in his chair, and was silent for a while: "Xing Yu has already told me these two things. It seems that you are much more concerned than him."

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