Last name Cui, Cui Lixue?
The waters of Wanghai are deep, and the chains within them are intertwined, one after another, with no one knowing where Zhang Keqi, originally near the end of the chain, might be. Today, it seemed they had good luck; their first point of contact had led them to a possible hiding place for Zhang Keqi.
According to the trajectory of his previous life, Zhang Keqi committed suicide, but the place, time and method of his death were all very particular.
So in his previous life, Chen Tinghan had tried to investigate the relevant situation, but unfortunately, he did not put too much effort into it at that time.
Firstly, it was impossible for him to know in advance that he would be reborn, and Wang Jinling kept the internal affairs of the Wang family very secret, making it time-consuming and laborious to investigate.
Secondly, the grass on Zhang Keqi's grave was several feet high at that time. He was still of some importance when he was alive, but after being dead for so long, he became insignificant and not worth Chen Tinghan's effort to investigate - that was what he thought.
Zhang Keqi's death triggered factional struggles within the Wang family. Chen Tinghan originally thought that this was just a clichéd dog-eat-dog situation, a normal infighting caused by disputes over interests.
But now he discovered that Wang Jinling was behind this.
He knew now... or rather, he had known for a long time that Wang Jinling did not commit the crime in the heat of the moment, but had planned it long ago. It was just that he had refused to admit it before and was unwilling to believe that what she said during their encounter in the best years of their youth were all lies.
The last conversation shattered his fantasy.
Since we know that she started planning this when she was still a student, combined with her previous life, this confrontation to a certain extent triggered the decline of the Wang family, and the ins and outs of this become intriguing.
But that was not the trouble he was facing directly now. There was someone else giving him a headache.
"Just drop her off here." Chen Tinghan stopped by the roadside, and the girl who had been following him inexplicably also stopped. "Next time, don't go to places like that alone. If you must go, have your people get out of the car and accompany you. If anything happens, you can handle it on the spot."
As they spoke, they both looked at the car that was following them at a low speed.
The girl frowned and said, "I clearly asked him to go back."
Then she turned around and said to Chen Tinghan, "I came to see you."
Chen Tinghan was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "What's your name?"
"Lin Xueyan."
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Inside a cafe.
The air conditioning in the store was not turned on enough, so the girl took off her scarf and sun-protection gloves, revealing her fair skin.
Tingman Tingman means the wooden door cannot be opened for three days, and the steps and the courtyard are covered with white snow. Her online name is excerpted from snow, for no reason, but it really makes it difficult for Chen Tinghan to associate her with her poetic and picturesque real name. If he meets her in person, he can appreciate the coolness and elegance in the snow.
The girl was a little plump, with the innocence and childishness of a child. Her soft body was upright, and she exhaled gentle hot air. Her face was soft and round, and quite cool.
The skin is as white as snowflakes. It looks white at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it is translucent ice crystals, as if it were finely carved. Through these ice crystals, you can see the healthy smoothness of the skin.
What makes her temperament most unique is her calm expression.
It's not pretentious arrogance and contempt, nor is it the callous indifference of turning a blind eye, nor is it the natural arrogance that comes from the depths of the soul like Wang Jinling's.
But it is a melancholy that is difficult to describe and cannot be ignored.
Chen Tinghan couldn't recognize Lin Xueyan because in her previous life, she was a ghost who had encountered tragedy and died before her life story even began. Through the Internet, it was hard for him to imagine that the girl who was a little bit immature, a little hot-blooded, and claimed to be a man would have such a temperament.
Although it was a bit presumptuous, he couldn't help but ask, "Was that you who was chatting with me online before?"
She didn't quite grasp the meaning of the question. After a while, she finally understood and turned away, a faint blush spreading across her expressionless face. "My classmates suggested it to me. They said that speaking like this online can help conceal certain things."
Chen Tinghan recalled her irritable attitude when talking to people on chat apps and forums. It didn't seem like she was acting... He didn't ask any further questions, but said, "Okay, you wanted to meet me before, introduced by Lao Xu. How can I help you?"
"Oh." Lin Xueyan woke up as if from a dream. She picked up her messenger bag, took out a bound document from it, placed it on the table, and slowly pushed it over: "I want to ask you to help analyze something."
Chen Tinghan looked at the document, but didn't rush to flip through it. Instead, he asked, "What is this?"
Lin Xueyan lowered her eyelashes, as if her innate melancholy had deepened a little. She said, "You go to Haiyi Middle School. Have you heard any, um, rumors about me?"
"I've heard a lot about this." Chen Tinghan took a sip of coffee and said, "After going through something like that, it must have been quite a blow to you. If you don't want to talk about it, just let it go."
Lin Xueyan shook her head slightly, then said firmly, "Because I've experienced it before, I'm not afraid anymore."
"This is the file of my case. I feel that there are some parts in it that I don't understand. I would like to ask you for help."
"Why me?"
Lin Xueyan said: "Because you are a Cang Shang, you are very smart, and you can help many people through a small campus wall. I think you can help me."
Now Chen Tinghan finally understood what that inexplicable temperament he felt from this girl was. It was a natural charm without any trace of artificiality. When she lowered her eyelashes, her every frown and smile would make people feel pity for her.
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