The corridor loudspeakers were also playing the eye exercise song.
The students were mostly still in the classrooms, and there were only two people in the corridor.
“It’s quite important, and I’m sure you need it.” Shen Linyue didn’t choose to answer directly.
Jiang Zhixing pursed his thin lips, his gaze falling on her face, trying to find a trace of guilt, but there was none. She calmly let him look her over, as if she was certain that he would not refuse.
"Let's chat over there?" She pointed to the far end of the corridor, a place rarely visited and without security cameras, making it a good spot for conversation.
Jiang Zhixing's eyelashes trembled slightly as he gazed at her intently, but he ultimately did not utter a word of refusal.
...
The two arrived at the corner before the bell rang.
Jiang Zhixing looked directly at her, his expression indifferent. "Can you tell me now?"
Shen Linyue raised her eyebrows slightly, smiled gently, and said calmly, "Have you never doubted your own identity?"
"Why would I doubt my own identity?" Jiang Zhixing scoffed. "What? Do you think I'm not my mother's biological child? Or are you suggesting I was adopted?"
For some reason, he felt a sense of relief when he heard her mention this.
He can confirm with 100% certainty that he and Jiang Yanxin are mother and son.
He just wasn't sure if Lin Yue had really asked him to come here just for this one thing. He felt there was something more to her words.
"I never said any of that, Jiang, don't wrong me," Shen Linyue said with a half-smile.
Jiang Zhixing: "..." Who is wronging whom?
At this moment, the boy's brows were furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly, and his thin lips were pursed so tightly they were almost white. When he spoke again, he seemed to be gritting his teeth.
"And then? You called me here just to play games with me? Just say what your purpose is, and I might consider it." He scoffed.
Shen Linyue shook her head innocently, "Didn't you ever think about why your mother chose to trust Jiang Jinyu but not you, her son? Are you more important than Jiang Jinyu?"
She took out her phone and pulled up a surveillance video.
In the dim light of the roadside, a tall man pulled a petite woman tightly into his arms. The woman initially struggled, but after the man said something, she collapsed into his embrace, crying.
Jiang Zhixing stared intently at the image on the screen, the nausea rising in his heart again, making him feel psychologically uncomfortable.
It even caused psychological trauma to people who thought about love.
His face was extremely pale, and his eyes, slightly red, glared at her. "You investigated us?"
"I only found out by chance, Jiang, why bother with such details?" Shen Linyue smiled as she put away her phone, continuing to tempt her, "Are you really willing to be kept in the dark forever? I can help you, Jiang. You can think about it carefully."
Jiang Zhixing's usually cold eyes seemed to have been ripped open, filled with suppressed anger.
"You'll help me? What can you do to help me? He Xiao and I are mortal enemies. Who can guarantee you're not just trying to kick me while I'm down and watch the two fight from the sidelines? Heh." He sneered.
Shen Linyue looked at the deep wariness in his eyes and sighed softly, "What good would it do me to kick someone when they're down? Why can't we have a mutually beneficial relationship? I help you, you help me, wouldn't that even things out?"
Jiang Zhixing paused, watching quietly as a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.
"What do you want me to do?"
Shen Linyue didn't answer, but directly pulled out another examination report from her phone.
“Your mother has been taking medication to suppress stress, I believe you should know that. I also found something else that is even more interesting, I know you will be interested,” Shen Linyue handed him her phone so he could see for himself, “Long-term use of this kind of thing can lead to liver failure, which in turn can cause other complications, and eventually lead to a silent death.”
She stared at Jiang Zhixing's profile, but still managed to say the cruel words, "Didn't your father die from a brain hemorrhage caused by liver failure?"
She said all she had to say, and Jiang Zhixing, with his intelligence, couldn't possibly not have guessed what she was about to say.
Sure enough, the boy's hand holding the phone was trembling, and his face was turning pale, but he remained calm and asked her in confusion while clenching his fist.
"Why do you know so much about my family's affairs?" He was confused and bewildered.
Even the usually calm and powerful mind has its moments of lapse; he could hardly believe what he was seeing.
Does the mother know any of this? Does she know there's something wrong with the medication she's taking?
Is this medicine for her?
Jiang Jinyu's face appeared in his mind. He was the only person his mother trusted the most!
Suddenly, he felt a sense of powerlessness from the inside out, as if all his strength had been lost.
The moment he handed the phone back to Shen Linyue, he raised his hand to hold onto the railing beside him, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.
Shen Linyue gave him time to calm down, but she didn't know how many minutes had passed.
Jiang Zhixing, having recovered, looked at her again, but his eyes held a different emotion.
What do you want me to do?
Shen Linyue smiled and said, "I need you to investigate all the evidence related to this matter later."
She paused for a moment, then said softly, "You can also investigate the cause of your father Xie Lin's death while you're at it; you might be pleasantly surprised."
Jiang Zhixing: "..." For the first time, he couldn't see through this girl.
She was the same age as him, but she possessed a maturity and composure that rivaled his age.
It's as if she knows a lot of things and has everything under her control.
"Do you have a grudge against Jiang Jinyu? Or is it the He family behind you?" Jiang Zhixing was still clear-headed.
Because Lin Yue didn't directly target his mother, and even kindly showed him the report.
If it weren't for this, he might not even know how his mother died one day after she fell ill and was hospitalized.
Shen Linyue's beautiful eyes showed little emotion as she casually nodded and hummed in agreement.
The school bell rang at that moment, and Shen Linyue smiled sweetly at Jiang Zhixing, her smile as bright as a flower.
"Jiang, remember what you promised me. Don't regret it at the last minute." She left with these ambiguous words and turned to leave.
When Shen Linyue was halfway there, she was grabbed by a large hand and then pulled into the stairwell.
Before she could recover from her shock, she saw He Xiao's serious face.
"You were whispering with Jiang Zhixing behind my back again." The boy pursed his lips, his eyes filled with grievance and confusion.
He just couldn't understand what his own mother could possibly want with that guy surnamed Jiang.
What? Could someone surnamed Jiang be his brother? Haha.
Shen Linyue: "..." Ever since the misunderstanding about their identities disappeared, this guy has become more and more clingy to her, and his possessiveness towards her is even stronger than before, as if everyone wants to take his mother away.
Apart from Lao He.
But he did warn Lao He, and she still remembers He Xiao's hesitant look.
"Before she graduates from university, I advise you to calm down and not create a miniature version of me out of nowhere."
He Liyu at the time: "..." :)
Sending him to Africa to mine coal right now, no problem, right? Hehe.
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