In order not to disturb Qin Yao's nap, Liu Ji came to the lobby of the inn early in the morning with his books. He recited his lessons while eating breakfast and using the charcoal fire.
Seeing that he was very hardworking and handsome, the shopkeeper gave him an extra bowl of hot mutton soup.
This soup was simmered over low heat all night with lamb bones, and the most essential parts had already been blended into the soup. It was fresh and fragrant, and so delicious that Liu Ji felt like he was floating all over.
While enjoying this bowl of fragrant mutton soup in winter, I heard a commotion outside the inn.
Liu Ji suddenly became curious and walked to the door of the inn with a bowl of soup. He saw a group of women buying vegetables gathered together, excitedly talking about the murder case in the south of the city last night.
Murder case? Is it that exciting?
Liu Ji immediately became interested and stepped forward to join in the fun, curiously asking, "Sisters, who was killed?"
Several ladies looked back and saw a handsome young scholar with a sweet mouth. He even called them sisters. They immediately waved and welcomed him to join.
The chubby-faced lady was the most well-informed among the group, and she was the first to bring up the topic. She had just been interrupted by Liu Ji, and now she continued:
"The dead one is Guo Lin, the owner of Jingyun Commercial Bank. He is the rich Guo who spent a fortune to buy the top performer of Yihongyuan without blinking an eye!"
As soon as the name Guo Dafu came out, everyone looked over and nodded in agreement to indicate that they knew this person. They did not expect that he was dead, and was killed in the street. Everyone was shocked.
Liu Ji loved to hear the news of the tragic deaths of these wealthy businessmen. It allowed a poor, low-class rogue like him to gain a moment of spiritual victory.
So he hurriedly asked, "Sister, how did he die? Don't these wealthy businessmen have many guards with them? How could they be killed in the street?"
Being called a good sister, the fat-faced lady's heart melted, and she said with regret:
"Of course there were guards, but I heard from the girls in Yihonglou that the killer was too powerful. In less than a breath, he flew past the guards and got behind the fleeing Guo Dafu. Then he grabbed his head with both hands and twisted it hard. With a snap, he died and his head was cut off. Tell me if it was scary or not."
The onlookers all shrank their necks and subconsciously touched their necks, feeling scared.
"Oh my god, what kind of ruthless murderer is this? His move is too scary. Could it be that Guo Dafu has made an enemy and the other party hired someone to kill him?"
Who in an ordinary family would kill someone in such a way?
Even if one really wanted to twist off that person's neck, most people would not be able to do it so quickly, decisively, or with so much strength in such a short time.
The fat-faced lady shook her head and sighed, "Who knows? Fate is hard to predict. Now a disaster has struck. Even if you have a fortune, it doesn't matter. When a person dies, everything is gone."
The focus of the discussion gradually shifted to the issue of inheritance of Guo Dafu's large estate. Liu Ji returned to the inn with the empty bowl. The innkeeper called him and he looked a little dazed.
"Mr. Liu, are you okay?" the shopkeeper asked with concern.
Liu Ji shook his head, put down the empty bowl, tidied up the books on the table, politely thanked the shopkeeper, and prepared to go back to his room.
He took two steps out, then walked back and asked the shopkeeper for a bowl of mutton soup and five large buns, then took them all and returned to the guest room.
Qin Yao had already gotten up and was washing up in the house.
When the door opened, he saw Liu Ji bringing breakfast and gave him a sunny smile in a good mood.
Unexpectedly, Liu Ji's face changed and even his breathing quickened for a moment.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yao asked suspiciously.
Liu Ji hurriedly shook his head, walked into the room and put down breakfast for her, then took a stool and sat in the corner, tentatively whispering:
"I just heard from someone that a murder happened in the city last night."
As he spoke, he did not forget to secretly observe Qin Yao's reaction. Seeing her nod and say "oh", she sat down, picked up her breakfast and started eating, he frowned suspiciously.
Is he overthinking it?
But, he seemed to have heard the sound of the door opening and closing last night, so was it just a coincidence?
"Madam, aren't you curious?" Liu Ji suddenly asked.
Qin Yao was eating happily, but Liu Ji was talking about murder. She felt really disappointed. She put down the bowl of soup with a bang, raised her eyebrows and asked:
"What are you curious about? What's so strange about having your head twisted off?"
Liu Ji's breath was choked, and his eyes instantly widened, "It's you!"
He didn't even mention how the man died, but she said it herself!
"Madam, why are you killing someone again..."
"What again?" Qin Yao grinned and asked kindly.
Liu Ji hesitated for only half a second before he smiled and replied, "Nothing, my lady, keep eating. Eat more."
Qin Yao nodded slightly and told him: "We will return tomorrow. I will go out to do some things later. After I finish, we will go to buy New Year's goods together in the afternoon. Do you want to take advantage of this morning to say goodbye to Gong Liangliao?"
Liu Ji nodded, "Of course I will. I'll go after you finish eating and leave."
Qin Yao hummed, finished the last bite of the meat bun, and reminded him unsatisfiedly: "The soup is good, but the buns are not as delicious as the meat porridge you cooked."
So, you understand what she means?
Of course Liu Ji understood, because he cooked for himself in the evening!
This evil woman's appetite is getting worse and worse.
Qin Yao wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, then got up and went out.
Although she did not admit that she killed Guo Lin, Liu Ji was certain that she was the murderer.
Because he is so familiar with that technique!
The couple separated at the door of the inn, one went to the He family to say goodbye to his teacher and senior brother, and the other came to the branch of Fulon Trading Company to continue the order for 5,000 book boxes that had not been signed yesterday.
As soon as Qin Yao walked into the business, Jiang Wen, who had been waiting for a long time, and another man Qin Yao had never seen before but could guess at a glance that he should be Jiang Wen's smart man, came up to greet her warmly.
Jiang Wen introduced: "Madam Qin, this is our host, Qiu Yan."
Qin Yao nodded slightly to Qiu Yan, "Hello!"
Qiu Yan hurriedly clasped her fists and returned the greeting, "Hello, hello, Madam Qin, please come in quickly!"
The two men led Qin Yao to the back hall, where a banquet table had already been set up. The dishes were being kept warm in porcelain plates, steaming and fragrant.
Qin Yao had just had breakfast, and seeing such a sumptuous banquet, her appetite was aroused again.
Jiang Wenxu helped her sit down in the main seat, and Qiu Yan and Jiang Wen sat beside her, one on her left and one on her right.
Qiu Yan poured the wine, and Qin Yao raised her hand, "I want to drink tea today."
Qiu Yan was startled, and immediately asked someone to remove the wine and drinks and bring tea. She made the top-quality black tea that had just been shipped from the cargo ship this morning.
Jiang Wen added: "Black tea is the best for women to maintain their health."
The boss and second-in-command of the big trading company were so attentive and served Qin Yao so carefully that while sipping her tea, she thought to herself that the taste of power could easily make people go to their heads.
However, she is not a fool who has never enjoyed the taste of power. Now this little flattery cannot cause any fluctuation in her heart.
Happy New Year!
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