Su Ziheng, who was in Yunzhou, was quite surprised when he received a call from Lu Zhiwei.
"What brings President Lu to my place?" Su Ziheng sat in the study chair in his apartment, leaning back casually.
Lu Zhiwei cut to the chase: "I'd like to ask President Su for a favor. I wonder if President Su would be willing?"
"Tell me about it?" Su Ziheng was willing to hear the details.
He knew that Lu Zhiwei was aware of his relationship with Song Anran, but she was still willing to approach him, so there must be a reason why he had to help her.
"Has Song Anran ever cut her hair?" Lu Zhiwei asked gradually.
"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Su Ziheng frowned deeply.
"You only need to answer yes or no."
"She said she wanted to get a haircut, but she didn't." This was the only truth Su Ziheng could tell Lu Zhiwei.
After all, it's just a haircut; how could it possibly bring Song Anran such a deadly trouble?
Lu Zhiwei held her phone, which was on speakerphone, and Shen Jinmo, who was sitting on the sofa next to her, was also listening in.
Upon hearing this...
Shen Jinmo's pupils contracted slightly, and his expression changed.
He and Lu Zhiwei had the same idea again.
That's where the problem lies.
She said she was going to get a haircut, and she did get a haircut, but she also had someone else's hair with follicles added to her short hair so that she could cover up her original hair.
So no matter how much others pull her hair, the DNA samples they get will always be someone else's.
When Su Ziheng heard that there was no sound from the other end, he felt something was wrong: "Lu Zhiwei, what exactly do you want to do? Song Anran is my woman. If you dare to touch her, I won't let you get away with it."
Lu Zhiwei smiled and said, "Get me a DNA sample from her. I suspect she's the friend I've been looking for. I thought she was dead when I was little, but I didn't expect she was still alive. I just want to confirm this."
"Is that really all there is to it?" Su Ziheng was hesitant to trust Lu Zhiwei so easily.
Ever since Song Anran participated in the design league finals, three groups of people have inexplicably started searching for her whereabouts and movements.
The Shen family, the Lu family, and even the police station.
“You don’t have to believe me, and you don’t have to help me, but… I think I need to tell her that the child in her belly is yours.”
These words made Su Ziheng clench his fingers: "Are you threatening me?"
"There is no threat, it's just cooperation. It depends on whether you choose Song Anran or the child in Song Anran's belly."
Lu Zhiwei had no intention of making things difficult for Su Ziheng, but he was now the only breakthrough point that could get through Song Anran.
Su Ziheng's expression was tense.
If Lu Zhiwei were to reveal this to Song Anran, the first thing she would do is abort the child in her womb and confront him.
He's not young anymore, and the Su family needs this child.
After thinking for a while, Su Ziheng decided to agree to Lu Zhiwei's request this time: "You are not allowed to threaten me with this matter again."
"I mean what I say."
"Then I'll trust you this once."
Su Ziheng agreed to Lu Zhiwei's request.
Before hanging up the phone, Su Ziheng left Lu Zhiwei with a message: "You and Shen Jinmo are so alike, both cold, ruthless, and cold-blooded. You deserve not to be together."
The phone was on speakerphone, and Shen Jinmo could hear it clearly.
Lu Zhiwei shrugged and scoffed, "Walking with him isn't exactly an honor."
Hang up the phone.
Shen Jinmo got up from the sofa and walked towards her step by step, cornering her against the wall. His tall figure approached, looking down at Lu Zhiwei's bright and beautiful face.
"He's wrong. You're far more heartless than I am. At least I would want to turn back, but you... you never even considered it."
Lu Zhiwei looked up at him with bright, clear eyes: "Men are not a necessity for a woman's life; career is."
Shen Jinmo was heartbroken by Lu Zhiwei.
She walked straight out of her suite.
Lu Zhiwei personally saw him out of the room, and then watched him swipe his card to enter the suite across the street.
"Good night." After entering the room, Shen Jinmo didn't forget to say good night to her.
Lu Zhiwei slammed the door shut.
The next morning, Lu Zhiwei and Shen Jinmo returned to Yunzhou one after the other.
Song Anran used the wig trick to evade the situation, thinking that Lu Zhiwei had dispelled her suspicions and relaxed her guard in a short time.
That very night, upon her return to Yunzhou, Su Ziheng personally picked her up and took her to his apartment.
Having arrived in Yunzhou weary from their journey, Su Ziheng suggested washing her hair.
Song Anran refused and fell asleep on the sofa.
Su Ziheng was worried that her neck would be uncomfortable, so he gave her a comfortable pillow to place under her neck.
While she was fast asleep, he gently parted the strands of her long, curly hair and, sure enough, he saw traces of hair extensions at the roots and ends.
She did lie to him.
What is she hiding, and what did she do to offend Lu Zhiwei?
Su Ziheng became increasingly curious.
Feeling someone touching her hair, Song Anran, who was in a light sleep, suddenly woke up and stared straight at him.
"What are you doing?" If Song Anran hadn't been hoping to find a moment of peace here, she wouldn't have come to him as soon as she got off the plane.
Su Ziheng's slender fingertips ran through her hair: "You already cut your hair short, why did you get hair extensions?"
"It looked terrible after I cut it short, and I regretted it, so I immediately called the hairdresser to take it back. What, you're going to tell me what to do about that?"
“It’s not that I want to control you. It’s just…” Su Ziheng hesitated.
He was wondering whether he should tell Lu Zhiwei that she had asked him for help.
Perhaps if he could learn the truth from her, he would be better able to devise a plan to deal with Lu Zhiwei and thus protect her.
"I'm going to wash up. Come with me later to buy some things for my maternity leave."
"Okay." Su Ziheng accompanied her into the bathroom and prepared a bath for her.
Song Anran looked at the water in the bathtub and the fresh rose petals scattered on it.
“I don’t like roses, and pregnant women shouldn’t take baths.” Song Anran was not buying it.
"Then you can take a shower, I'll go out first." Su Ziheng walked to the sink outside the stall and looked at the toothbrush she usually used.
Standing in front of the sink, I slowly reached out to grab my toothbrush.
With a creak, the frosted glass door to the bathroom was pushed open.
Song Anran, wrapped in a bathrobe, stood at the door: "Why did you touch my toothbrush?"
"No, I thought you were going to brush your teeth, so I brought it to the bathroom for you to brush while you shower."
"I'll swipe it again when I get out."
Song Anran came out, grabbed a hair drying cap, and went into the bathroom.
After hesitating for a long time, Su Ziheng took Song Anran's toothbrush and took an identical toothbrush from the spare cabinet and put it back in the mouthwash cup, taking away the one she had used.
After agreeing on a time with Lu Zhiwei, Su Ziheng placed the toothbrush in Lu Zhiwei's palm.
Lu Zhiwei held the toothbrush tightly in her hand.
We'll be able to confirm Song Anran's identity soon.
Seeing Lu Zhiwei take the sample away, Su Ziheng's heart was completely hanging in the balance: "You have to promise me one thing. I gave you the sample, and you promise that you will never harm her personal safety."
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