Yes, he didn't believe it. Even after all these years, he still couldn't believe that what happened back then was just an accident!

He could even clearly recall that when he had the accident, he was still tightly clutching the bracelet his mother had bought for him. For so many years, he couldn't understand why, if he really didn't love her at all, he would see her crying uncontrollably in front of her photo on the night she was cremated.

He kept muttering to himself, "He was wrong, he was wrong?"

What could have made him act so irrationally?

Also, why did the gas in the apartment upstairs explode when he had clearly turned off the gas at home?

Even though no one from that family was home, was it really just a coincidence?

And then there's his... illegitimate child—did he have one or not? Why did they all seem to vanish into thin air overnight?

For so many years, so many questions have filled his mind and kept echoing.

The old man knew Ji Muhan's personality; he was afraid that Ji Muhan might get stuck in a rut and go down a dead end...

All he could say was, "Some things need to be taken lightly. Let's try to be more open-minded!"

Ji Muhan lowered her eyes.

Old Master Qin couldn't see his expression or his eyes, but he knew he was probably still struggling with that matter. He closed his eyes and silently murmured, "What a tragedy."

Then, he sighed deeply, "It's not that I haven't thought there must be something fishy about Azi's matter, but I can't find anything. If there are any families in the world more powerful than our Qin family, there are only a handful in the entire capital and the capital. It's almost impossible to completely erase all the clues and prevent us from finding them."

Ji Muhan's eyes darkened, and her voice became unusually hoarse, "I hope I'm just overthinking it."

Old Master Qin was speechless, "..."

He didn't know how to explain it. He didn't even want to believe it himself, so how could he possibly convince Ji Muhan?

Ji Muhan's eyes were deep and unfathomable, making it impossible to discern his true thoughts.

His profile, hidden in the darkness, held a somewhat ambiguous expression. Suddenly, he said, "If we start investigating now, is it still possible to find anything?"

Old Master Qin looked up in astonishment, his eyes widening. He was speechless for a few seconds before stammering, "After all these years, even if you start investigating now, you won't find anything."

Ji Muhan's eyes remained calm as she met his gaze, replying neither arrogantly nor humbly, "I want the truth."

"Sigh." Old Master Qin felt a sense of indescribable relief, his eyes moist, as if some emotion was welling up inside him.

After a long pause, he sighed deeply, "Forget it, you've always been the type to never give up until you've reached the Yellow River. No matter how much I try to persuade you, you won't believe me."

Ji Muhan neither confirmed nor denied this.

He has never believed it for a single day, nor has he ever thought of letting it go. Over the years, what he has thought about most is to get to the bottom of this matter!

Before Ji Muhan could speak, he rubbed his forehead wearily and sighed softly.

"I see now, you came here today just for this?"

“Last time I ran into the driver who used to drive for his father.”

When she mentioned him, Ji Muhan seemed to realize that Old Master Qin might not know who she was referring to, and somewhat awkwardly uttered that long-forgotten title...

Old Master Qin was taken aback, "?"

Ji Muhan showed no change in expression at his astonishment, and continued indifferently, "I know some things."

He learned some of the details from back then, as well as the whole story of his mistress and the events that unfolded.

The old man was helpless with Ji Muhan's stubbornness. "Even if you find out about them, so what? Even if it's proven that your father cheated, he's already gone... What's the point of digging this up again?"

Even if those things are found out, it will only add to the sorrow; otherwise, nothing substantial will change!

For him and for them, it was nothing more than reopening old wounds and rubbing hard against the scars that had finally begun to fade!

Ji Muhan's eyes flickered slightly. "I don't know."

He had a vague feeling that there were things he needed to unravel, things that had been buried for so long. He really wanted the truth. For so many years, he could still hear the sound of his mother falling in front of him, her bones broken by the falling beam...

It lingers in my ears, and I just can't get rid of it!

Looking at his aloof and indifferent profile, Old Master Qin knew that no matter how much he said, he wouldn't change his mind.

Once Ji Muhan has made a decision, no one can change it; even so, there's no point in saying anything more.

He pressed his temples, his voice utterly exhausted, and said, "Sigh, there are still some things that your uncle uncovered back then. If you really decide to investigate, what he has there should be helpful to you."

"Mmm." Ji Muhan nodded very slightly.

He came here specifically for this purpose, so naturally he wouldn't refuse. Besides, the matter he was investigating was from a long time ago, so if there were any other relevant materials, that would be helpful.

It will be of some help, more or less!

As he turned and was about to reach the door, the old man couldn't help but say again, "I'll say it again: cherish the people in front of you. Your father made that mistake..."

He always assumed that Azi would unconditionally tolerate everything he did, but he forgot that everyone has a bottom line. Once that line is crossed, no matter how much he likes her, there will be an irreparable rift...

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