Chapter 143

"You guys..." Fu Weiru was shaking with anger. "Chen He, Zang Mo is your teacher after all. How could you... Never mind. Children speak without restraint. I won't argue with a child like you!"

Chen He smiled and said, "You are very generous."

Fu Weiru's mouth twitched slightly, and she swallowed her breath as if forbearingly: "No matter who is immoral in this matter, I sympathize with Xing Yuping! It must be very hard for a woman to raise a child on her own.

"Zang Mo thought she would definitely abort the child. Unexpectedly, she gave birth to the child and raised it alone.

"It wasn't until ten years ago, when the child was already in his twenties, that he suddenly came to Zang Mo...that Zang Mo knew he had such a grown son."

Chen He narrowed his eyes and stared at her, seeing something:

Despite her own offense, she swallowed her anger and forced the conversation back to the father-son relationship—she did it on purpose. There was something fishy going on.

Fu Weiru smiled bitterly and confided, "When Zang Mo was young, he insisted on being a DINK, and I obeyed his wishes.

"As he got older, he started wanting to continue his family line again. But I was no longer able to have children.

"Suddenly having a son, Zang Mo is so good to Xing Yao. Oh, men..."

She sighed, "Fortunately, Xing Yao is very filial to Zang Mo and respects me. I don't have any children myself, so gradually, I started to treat him as my own..."

Chen He and Zhang You frowned as they listened to a clichéd ethics drama.

I can’t let Fu Weiru control the rhythm, I have to disrupt her, Chen He thought.

Chen He's words cut through the thick melodramatic atmosphere and moved towards science: "How did Zhu Zangmo know for sure that Xing Yao was his son? Did he do a paternity test?"

"There's no need for a paternity test. Zang Mo was convinced when he saw the evidence Xing Yao produced."

"What evidence?"

Fu Weiru took her handbag, hesitated for a moment, and then, as if making up her mind, took out a notebook from it.

She sighed with regret: "Actually, the main reason I came this time was to return this to Xing Yuping. After all, this originally belonged to her."

Zhang You took it.

Before he could even look at it, Chen He had already extended her hand. He had no choice but to hand it over to Chen He.

It was a plastic-covered notebook, and it looked old. The paper was a little yellowed, and the ink-blue penmanship had faded to gray-blue.

Chen He opened the cover.

The word "Ping" is written in the lower right corner of the title page.

The year marked on the diary is more than thirty years ago.

Page after page, day after day, the beautiful words record the happiness, troubles, and secret love of a female college student.

The diary never mentions any names, yet there is clearly a protagonist. It is represented by just one word: he.

The boy she likes.

"We are together!" - This diary only has one sentence, and the blank space is filled with roses and hearts.

Then, turning to the next page, the style suddenly changes.

That was the last page with words in the entire diary.

It clearly reads:

[Zhu Zangmo, I hate you.]

There was no date, just these six big words written and torn on the paper.

Looking at the contents of the entire diary, it seems to correspond one by one to "secret love, being together, pregnancy, forced marriage and being rejected".

Fu Weiru sighed with emotion: "It was all love at the beginning, but on the last page, every stroke and every painting was filled with hatred.

"When Zang Mo saw Xing Yao bring the diary, he knew it was Xing Yuping's son, and also his son. He acknowledged him. Zang Mo said that he had always felt guilty towards Xing Yuping over the years..."

Chen He couldn't help but laugh out loud, interrupting her lyricism.

Fu Weiru's face turned ugly: "What are you laughing at?"

Chen He's tone was cold and thin, like a razor blade: "You only listened to Zhu Zangmo's one-sided words. Who knows if... Zhu Zangmo violated others!

"You ruined someone's life, yet you're so wicked and yet you still pretend to be affectionate. Isn't that funny?"

Fu Weiru's face flushed: "How could you..."

Chen He changed the subject: "But it's not surprising. Zhu Zangmo has done a lot of dirty things like this, not just this one."

Fu Weiru could no longer bear it and flew into a rage: "What did Zang Mo do that made you spit blood at me like this..."

"It's Qiu Yue's matter."

Fu Weiru stood up suddenly. "You know what a prestigious painter Zang Mo is! How could he possibly violate a female student?"

"Did I say he molested a girl?" Chen He's voice suddenly turned cold, and her words were like a knife, nailing Fu Weiru to the spot.

Fu Weiru was speechless for a moment, her face pale, and she said hurriedly: "No, that's not what I meant. You were the one who said something about infringement first, this is not a conversation..."

"Fu Weiru," Chen He interrupted her defense, lowering her voice mysteriously, as if telling a secret, "You saw everything the night Qiu Yue was murdered, didn't you?"

Fu Weiru's face was filled with fear. She shrank sideways into the sofa like a mouse trying to avoid a cat: "No, I didn't see anything..."

Chen He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the tip of Fu Weiru's nose: "You were indeed at the base that night!"

Fu Weiru froze in a corner of the sofa, as if a cat had held its tail.

But she then reacted and stood up suddenly: "Chen He, I don't know what you are talking about. It's getting late, I have to go."

She picked up her handbag and walked quickly towards the door.

Chen He sat still, her voice chasing after her like a gentle breeze: "You haven't even finished the questioning yet, and you're already rushing off. Are you hiding something?"

Fu Weiru stopped at the door, trembling helplessly: "You...you should not go too far!"

"Hey, don't say anything nonsense. This is a normal inquiry, legal and compliant. Right, Officer Zhang?" Chen He glanced at Zhang You.

"Yeah, right." Zhang You quickly agreed, "Fu Weiru, if you want to leave, we can't stop you, but that would make you look guilty, wouldn't it?"

"What else do you want?" Fu Weiru's voice was filled with tears.

Zhang You grew even more assertive, puffing out his chest as he spoke, "Nothing serious. I'm just asking you, what did you see the night Qiu Yue got into trouble? Why didn't you dare answer?"

Fu Weiru lowered her eyes, tears in her eyes, and stammered: "I, I..."

Chen He's voice was icy: "Qiu Yue's case is a murder case, and it's of a serious nature.

"If you know something but don't report it, you'll be held legally responsible. Fu Weiru, think it through."

Zhang You continued, "That's right. Even though this happened five years ago, as long as you take the initiative to explain it clearly now, we will deal with it leniently based on the circumstances."

The two of them sang in unison.

Fu Weiru suddenly gritted her teeth and stomped her boots: "That's what I said! This matter... is all Zang Mo's fault!"

Zhang You perked up: "What do you mean?"

If Fu Weiru is willing to testify against Zhu Zangmo, that would be a huge breakthrough!