"Uncle Xia and Aunt Xia have always been Uncle Shen's right-hand men. The year Shen's family had its accident, all the major shareholders tried to protect themselves, but only Uncle Xia and Aunt Xia said they would take the blame. However, not long after, the Xia family was suddenly hit by a fire. Three of the four members of the Xia family died, and the only survivor, Xia Wanying, went missing."
However, the fire was truly bizarre. The Xia family's servants had been given the day off the night before, and none of them were at the Xia family's residence. That night, someone also saw a truck parked in the backyard of the Xia family villa, seemingly moving something...
Qi Mingli held his wine glass, carefully recalling the details he could remember.
"Was anything found at the scene after the fire?" Shen Jinmo asked, his eyes deep, sensing that something was amiss.
"Apart from the DNA samples that could prove the bodies of the Xia family members, everything else was burned to the ground, leaving nothing behind."
"We didn't find any hard metals with high melting points either?" Shen Jinmo asked seriously.
"No. Just some broken walls and dust from buildings!"
Shen Jinmo didn't ask any more questions. He leaned back on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.
Qi Mingli put down his wine glass, pulled up a document on his phone and opened it: "We've made some progress on that Shen Jinmo who impersonated you that you asked me to investigate last time. He had plastic surgery at a hospital under the Lu Group, and he has a slight family connection with Zhao Xiuying."
Shen Jinmo's deep-set eyebrows relaxed, and he took the phone and carefully looked at the information he had found on it.
"Why is Zhao Xiuying opposing me? I'm afraid she's just someone's scapegoat." Shen Jingmo tossed the phone back into Qi Mingli's hand, then leaned back against it.
"Brother, so many people love you, and so many people want you dead. If only Lu Zhiwei were a top-tier love-struck person, she might have even turned her own family down for you. You should have treated her better back then." Qi Mingli patted his shoulder, teasing him playfully.
"Ha, I disdain using women."
"Is it because they disdain using you or because they can't use you anymore? They don't even respect you anymore."
"Where are those women from earlier? Go and call them back." Shen Jingmo glared at him.
Qi Mingli's pupils dilated in shock: "What, you want it again?"
"Here you go, to shut your foul mouth."
Shen Jinmo slammed the wine glass down on the table and got up to leave.
He couldn't drive after drinking, so he asked Lin Jing to drive him.
As people left the square in the city center, the streets were blocked and vehicles moved slowly.
Shen Jinmo leaned back lazily in his seat, rolled down the car window, and glanced out a few times.
A familiar figure came into his line of sight, his dark pupils gleaming slightly.
Under the streetlights, she was squatting on the ground in a light green floral dress, her short hair tucked behind her ears, revealing her snow-white neck, and she wore a pair of six-pointed star earrings on her earlobes, looking fresh and elegant.
Holding a box of cat food in her hand, a brown stray cat is at her feet.
The sports cars that drove out of Cuizhu Garden were parked on the side of the road.
What a tranquil and beautiful scene.
The crowd dispersed, and the cars started moving.
Shen Jinmo called out to Lin Jing, "Pull over for a moment."
"Mr. Shen, do you feel like throwing up?" Lin Jing thought that he had made his boss vomit by constantly braking and accelerating while driving.
"A little, I'm going to find a place to throw up, you go park the car."
Shen Jinmo pushed open the car door and got out of the car.
A dark shadow appeared behind Lu Zhiwei.
“Shen Jinmo!” Lu Zhiwei squatted on the ground, staring at the cat that was wolfing down its food, and laughed.
Shen Jinmo's face froze, a strange look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
She didn't even turn her head, how did she know he was here?
Did she grow eyes on the back of her head?
"Eat more, Shen Jinmo, no one's going to take it from you." Lu Zhiwei gently reached out and stroked the stray cat's head.
"???" Shen Jingmo's expression changed drastically behind him, his features contorted: "Lu Zhiwei! How dare you insult me with a stray cat."
Hearing Shen Jinmo's eerie voice from behind, Lu Zhiwei immediately stood up. "You... you're following me?"
“I don’t have that kind of peculiar fetish.” Shen Jinmo glanced at the cat on the ground, his sharp gaze seeming as if he wanted to kill it on the spot.
"Change its name right now," Shen Jingmo ordered her.
He won't leave unless she changes.
"There are plenty of people in this world with the same name." Lu Zhiwei snorted, stood up, grabbed the cat food, and left.
“But it’s an animal,” Shen Jinmo followed up and argued with her.
“In my opinion, you’re pretty much the same as it.” Lu Zhiwei raised an eyebrow.
"..." Shen Jinmo stood frozen in place, his head twitching.
Why did he suddenly get out of the car and come looking for trouble in front of this woman?
“No, you are far inferior to it. I feed it and can fatten it up, while some people can never be fattened up.” She fed him for three years, but he always thought she had ulterior motives.
Shen Jinmo's gloomy gaze swept over her, wishing he could sew Lu Zhiwei's mouth shut.
She's actually quite pretty if she doesn't speak.
The moment she opened her mouth, he felt like strangling her.
Lu Zhiwei had already walked away. Shen Jinmo glanced down at the stray cat that was still eating rudely: "Remember, your name is not Shen Jinmo. Your name is something else."
After saying that, Shen Jinmo quickened his pace to catch up with Lu Zhiwei.
The two of them, who had never been able to take a walk together, suddenly found themselves doing so.
The vast pedestrian square features dancing middle-aged women, children's play areas with sandcastles, a fish pond, bumper cars, and more...
There are also beggars kneeling under the overpass, begging in the evening breeze.
Lu Zhiwei stopped in front of a homeless man with disheveled hair and a dirty face, kneeling on the ground begging for money.
With the rapid development of China's economy, impoverished households now receive minimum living allowances, and homeless people are becoming increasingly rare.
Shen Jinmo followed behind Lu Zhiwei, watching her stare blankly at the beggar, his face gloomy: "What's wrong? You've met a companion, and your sympathy has overflowed?"
Lu Zhiwei ignored him, assuming he was just drunk and acting crazy.
Seeing that the two men were well-dressed and had an air of wealth, the homeless man raised his bowl high and said, "Kind people, please have mercy on me. My elderly relative is waiting for treatment for a terminal illness, and I've broken my leg..."
On his dark face, a pair of bright black eyes welled up with tears.
Shen Jinmo couldn't stand it any longer, so he took out his wallet from his pocket and prepared to put a wad of banknotes inside.
Lu Zhiwei reached out and grabbed his wrist, cutting off the stack of money.
He still has a kind heart, just like he did back then.
Her hand was soft, and when she grasped his wrist, he couldn't help but tense his jaw, looking at her in confusion: "What are you doing?"
Lu Zhiwei pushed the money back to him, and then reached into the beggar's bowl and grabbed a handful of money herself.
Shen Jinmo stood there stunned.
The beggar kneeling on the ground stared wide-eyed.
Lu Zhiwei picked up the money from the bowl and turned to leave.
Shen Jinmo's entire world trembled: "No way, Lu Zhiwei?"
He moved aside a bit, not wanting anyone to know that he knew this woman.
The beggar, who had been robbed of his money, stood up like a madman, rushed to Lu Zhiwei, and snatched the money from her hand: "This is my money! Are you crazy? You even steal money from beggars! Have you no shame?"
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