At 10:40 p.m., He Xiao arrived home on time.
The boy, dressed in a blue and white windbreaker, was tall and slender. He had a backpack slung over one shoulder and a baseball cap covering his head, obscuring his face. He exuded a mysterious and handsome aura.
He pushed open the door and entered. The warmth of the room instantly enveloped him. His gaze swept around the large living room and landed on the girl who was still watching TV on the sofa.
The boy's expression was unreadable, only his sharply defined jawline was visible, and his thin lips were slightly pursed as he walked straight over.
Just as his hand was about to touch the girl, a surprised voice rang out from behind him.
"Young Master?" Butler Xiao Bo came out carrying the medicine and was slightly surprised to see the tall young man.
The boy's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. The girl, who had her back to him, seemed to be startled awake. She rubbed her eyes and turned to look at him, her eyes still showing a hazy and bewildered look from not having woken up yet.
"Ah Xiao?" The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, and as if she had just come to her senses, a big smile spread across her face. "You're back!"
He Xiao, who had been pretending to be a cool, aloof, and mysterious guy, could no longer hold back and revealed his handsome face under the brim of his hat, along with a clear yet foolish smile.
"Stupid! I was right behind you and you didn't even notice!" He frowned in displeasure and said, "Please stay vigilant at all times, or you won't even know how you got kidnapped!"
He raised his hand instinctively to tap her on the head, but then realized she was a young girl, so he could only awkwardly withdraw his hand with a haughty expression.
Shen Linyue blinked, looked at the tall and strong young man, then slowly extended her hand and smiled in response: "I know, so where are my notes?"
Having said all that, He Xiao felt hurt, realizing the other person only had their notes on their mind.
"Tsk, Ms. Shen, do you have any conscience at all?" the boy muttered in dissatisfaction.
To show that he remembered what the boy said, Shen Linyue struggled to stand up from the sofa and patted the boy's head in the boy's puzzled gaze.
"Understood, Young Master He Xiao~"
He Xiao: "..."
childish!
So the boy opened his schoolbag and, with an indescribable air of nonchalance, slammed a textbook down in front of Shen Linyue.
"See for yourself!" He turned his head away arrogantly.
Shen Linyue: "..."
They are equally naive.
...
At that time, in a quiet restaurant.
The man in the white suit, holding a wine glass, effortlessly flirted with the beautiful woman.
His long, narrow fox-like eyes were full of affection, and every word and expression he uttered could evoke a look of sympathy, resentment, and admiration in the girl opposite him.
He held his forehead, and a sorrowful expression appeared on his face at the opportune moment.
“I am a sentimental person. Even though she betrayed me, I still love her deeply. So every night I can only drown my sorrows in alcohol to try to numb my senses so that I won’t think about her.”
He Liyu walked over and heard this sentence. He pursed his thin lips and looked deeply into Jiang Jinyu's face, which was decorated like a peacock spreading its tail. Then he took out his phone and started recording him.
Jiang Jinyu caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, the curve of his lips stiffened, and he seemed to say something to the beautiful woman before she left, turning back every few steps. He Liyu also put away his phone before Jiang Jinyu approached and sat down at the dining table with a calm expression.
"Mr. He, your timing is quite good. I didn't think you would come," Jiang Jinyu said with a smile, but the smile on his face was no longer sincere and was mixed with falsehood. He glanced at the phone that Jiang Jinyu had put in his pocket and asked casually, "Were you taking pictures of me just now?"
He Liyu calmly nodded, pointed to the chair opposite him and smiled slightly: "Of course I have to come since President Jiang invited me, otherwise how could I do justice to your ingenious arrangement?"
He took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Of course, the video is also made for President Jiang to see. She should be very interested, hehe."
Jiang Jinyu felt a chill in his heart, but remained outwardly calm and evasive.
"Mr. He, did you eat a firecracker? Or have I offended you in some way recently?" Jiang Jinyu glanced at him, a perfectly timed smile playing on his lips.
He still wants to play the brotherly role with He Liyu.
The surrounding tables were empty, and apart from the soothing background music, it was unusually quiet.
He Liyu did not comment on what he said, picked up the menu and casually looked at it until the waiter took the menu and left after ordering.
He then looked up again at Jiang Jinyu, who was sitting opposite him, drinking leisurely.
"How many years have we known each other?" He Liyu asked.
Upon hearing the other person mention this, Jiang Jinyu paused in his hand holding the wine glass. He glanced at him casually and replied, "21 years, right? In the blink of an eye, we're already middle-aged. Tsk, time really flies."
He Liyu is not the type to wallow in melancholy, so his sudden question must mean something.
Based on Jiang Jinyu's understanding of him, he could roughly guess that the casual demeanor had faded and replaced with a somewhat wicked air, but he still didn't bring up the topic.
"21 years?" He Liyu chuckled and looked at him. "But I remember it being 23 years. Did you forget to include the two years from when you were a child?"
Jiang Jinyu's hand, which had been swirling the wine glass, stopped completely. Through the transparent glass, he could only see the outline of the person opposite him. His lips were tightly pressed together, and his fingers, which were gripping the wine glass, were turning slightly white.
“Before everything happened, I truly considered you a close friend,” He Liyu’s smile didn’t reach his eyes, his dark eyes were like an unfathomable abyss: “I think we may not have the chance to meet again in the future, so it’s better to make things clear once and for all.”
He didn't say anything more, but took out a document from his briefcase.
Jiang Jinyu glanced down at him, his pupils contracted, and he tried to say something but couldn't utter a single word.
“I hope President Jiang will have the self-awareness to ask me out less often in the future, after all, we will soon be in a defendant-plaintiff relationship.” He Liyu stood up. “There are no secrets in this world. President Jiang’s cleanup work is indeed brilliant. Nine years have passed and I’m only just catching you off guard.”
After leaving those words, He Liyu turned and left. His meeting with Jiang Jinyu was merely a prelude to a confrontation.
Who would be friends with a murderer?
Not to mention friends on the surface.
He only needed one opportunity to send Jiang Jinyu in.
...
As He Liyu left the restaurant and sat in the Maybach waiting at the door, he received a call from another secretary.
"Boss, our people have discovered Zhang Feng's whereabouts in the western province and have sent people to track him. If necessary, they will call the police and cooperate with them to arrest him."
He Liyu's eyes were half-hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly. His fingertips unconsciously tapped his knee, and after a long while, he slowly spoke.
"Good job. Don't startle him. Try to gather as much evidence of his crimes as possible before handing it over to the police."
"Okay, I understand."
The call ended quickly. He Liyu looked at his phone, which was still on, and thought about calling his assistant, Ji, who was still in Foshan.
Assistant Ji's voice came quickly.
He Liyu didn't pause and said, "Send more people to keep an eye on the Chen family. We'll need them soon."
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