Chapter 129 Children's Giggling Voices (8) (1)
Yan Shixun's voice was not loud, but at this moment in this quiet room, it sounded so clear.
The person whose name was called out stood frozen in the room, not knowing for a moment whether he should disappear or turn around.
But this hesitation has already given Yan Shixun the best answer.
The doubt on his handsome face gradually turned into shock. He stared at the familiar figure with wide eyes, and then called out again as if to confirm: "Ye Li?"
"Is it really you?"
After these words were spoken, the figure looked even more depressed.
After a long while, a hesitant answer came from the dark room without any light: "I..."
"Wait! Wait!" Yan Shixun quickly stopped him and said, "Don't turn around yet. Give me some time to prepare myself mentally!"
The figure stiffened even more.
Yan Shixun took a deep breath and for the first time he actually wanted to escape from something.
——This matter is really too terrible!
Just thinking about the image of Zhang Wubing is enough to give me nightmares when I sleep at night!
But if it was Zhang Wubing, it would be fine. After all, Yan Shixun had never treated Zhang Wubing as an outsider for so many years. Before, when Zhang Wubing was scared by a ghost and ran away from the university, Yan Shixun had seen him in a very miserable state. So in his eyes, Zhang Wubing had no image at all, so he was naturally mentally prepared.
But Yeli is different.
Yan Shixun had never relaxed his suspicion and vigilance against Ye Li since the first time he met him. Now he even thought that Ye Li should be the founder of a certain school, a true Taoist who had lived for hundreds of years. In his eyes, Ye Li had always been mysterious, powerful, and dangerous.
To be honest, Yan Shixun felt that he might not be able to accept Ye Li wearing women's clothes. He felt that it was no less than a shattering of his worldview.
After all, he had just tried to replace Zhang Wubing's face with Ye Li's in his mind. At that moment, he wanted to pull his entire brain out of his skull, wash it, and put it back in.
And as if sensing Yan Shixun's hidden disdain, the figure in the long skirt looked almost as stiff as a statue, just like a statue on the altar that had lost all warmth.
Fortunately, Yan Shixun didn't let the man wait too long. He took a few deep breaths and then said, "Okay, I can do it now."
Until this moment, the man turned around very slowly, as if he was afraid of scaring Yan Shixun, and faced the door.
Yan Shixun, who had originally been ready to face death, had his eyes filled with amazement as he turned around.
Yan Shixun's guess was correct. The person standing in the room wearing a women's long skirt was Ye Li.
Ye Li is 1.9 meters tall, with straight shoulders and a tall frame. His body lines are extremely beautiful, without a trace of excess fat, and his muscles are tight and strong.
But even though his face was handsome beyond the limits of human cognition, no one would confuse him with a woman.
Whether it's his aura, stature, or his stern face that's always cold and statue-like, all the information emanating from Ye Li tells people who see him that he is by no means a person who can be bullied by those with a good temper.
——In fact, apart from Yan Shixun, no stranger was willing to approach Yeli.
That would make them feel a deep sense of fear, as if their souls and sins were seen through, with everything laid naked between heaven and earth, waiting for judgment.
But at this time, when Ye Li put on the old-fashioned long skirt that reached the ground, she had a different image.
The satin skirt was perfectly tailored, with delicate patterns embroidered all over the silver-blue material. It fitted the lines of the body and flowed down smoothly, making Ye Li's already perfect figure even more graceful.
But it doesn't feel out of place.
Ye Li's ink-black long hair was not tied up like a woman's hairstyle in the past, but was casually draped over her shoulders.
A few strands of hair fell on his forehead and slid down from his ears, giving his cold, pale face, without a trace of blood, a strange and ancient beauty.
Ye Li stood there, as if he was a living piece of old history. The flashes of swords and sabers vaguely appeared behind him, but he just stared solemnly at the bright world ahead.
He had no idea where he came from, but he knew which direction he should go.
He has his own destination.
But Ye Li's neat jawline was tightly stretched, forming a sharp arc, and his thin lips were pursed until they turned pale, as if he was nervous about something.
Yan Shixun stared at Ye Li for a long time, and even his breathing became lighter involuntarily. It took him a long time to regain his composure.
"cough."
He clenched his slender palm into a fist, put it in front of his lips and coughed, lowering his eyes to hurriedly put away his overly exposed emotions. It took him several seconds to return to his usual calm appearance.
"I didn't expect you to get a female identity, but what I didn't expect was that you looked surprisingly good in this outfit."
Yan Shixun glanced at Ye Li from head to toe and said with a smile, "This dress suits you so well that I'm beginning to wonder if you always wear similar clothes before. It doesn't look out of place at all."
Ye Li pursed his lips. His vocal cords, which always knew how to make a suitable judgment, now didn't know how to make even a single sound.
Fortunately, Yan Shixun is not a person with a bad taste, and they are not here to see each other flirting with each other in women's long skirts.
He quickly withdrew his gaze from Ye Li and considerately left Ye Li some space to adapt.
"Did you just wake up?" Yan Shixun asked, "I just heard something fall downstairs, so I came up to check, and then... cough."
Yan Shixun realized that he had brought the topic back to the starting point, so he quickly pretended to have a sore throat and coughed, then turned his head away, pretending to check the items on display in the room.
"I did drop something just now."
It was Ye Li who adapted to this slightly awkward situation faster than Yan Shixun.
After discovering that Yan Shixun had no negative emotions such as disgust towards his current outfit, Ye Li's tense muscles relaxed. He nodded naturally, with a calm expression that seemed like he had been wearing similar outfits for a long time.
But under Ye Li's powerful aura, this outfit did not look feminine at all. It was clearly a women's long skirt, but he wore it like an ancient robe.
"When I woke up, I found myself lying on the chaise longue. There were bottles of sleeping pills and strong liquor on the coffee table next to me, and I was holding a photo frame of a man and a woman in my arms."
When Ye Li talked about what he had done, his tone was calm, and there was no trace of his previous rage: "Because it was not mine, so I threw it away."
After hearing what happened to Ye Li, Yan Shixun was briefly surprised, then shook his head in amusement: "It seems that the person who made us lose consciousness together and did such a series of things must be extremely daring."
Infected by Yan Shixun's emotions, Ye Li also felt that this matter was a little ridiculous, so the icy expression on his face slowly melted.
However, Yan Shixun could never have imagined how furious Ye Li was when he was not there just now.
——Nothing has ever been able to put him in such a situation!
Even the heaven and earth have never stopped playing games with him for thousands of years, but have never truly defeated him.
But this time, Ye Li really lost consciousness.
He lost consciousness later than Yan Shixun and others.
He watched Yan Shixun fall in front of him. Filled with anger and anxiety, he immediately rushed towards Yan Shixun, but he only had time to hold Yan Shixun in his arms. Before he could check what had happened to Yan Shixun, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and the heaven, earth and the avenue that had never stopped being with him were all hidden.
When Ye Li woke up again, he saw himself holding a stranger's photo frame, and something that did not belong to him was placed next to his hand.
This made him extremely angry, and for a moment he even had the urge to destroy everything.
If Yan Shixun had not appeared here in time, I'm afraid Ye Li would have done so.
But now, he just listened to Yan Shixun explaining everything to him with a smile on his face.
"But there are advantages to waking up late. I have done all the work you were supposed to do for you."
Yan Shixun smiled casually and said, "No need to thank me."
"In short, we are now in the old coastal concession area a hundred years ago, and everyone has their own identity. The clothes we wear, the objects around us, and the place where we wake up are all hints of our identity."
Yan Shixun shrugged and said, "Have you ever played the game? You can think of it as a large-scale role-playing game. If you can't find the clues, you will be trapped in the fog on the edge of the concession area outside forever, unable to find a way home."
"And it just so happened that, in order to investigate my identity, I also found out your identity."
Yan Shixun seemed to be trying hard to suppress his smile, but it was obvious that he failed.
However, his original attempt to hide his emotions caused a thin layer of light to appear in his eyes, which reflected his smile and sparkled like starlight in the dim room, which was extremely beautiful.
Ling Ye Li couldn't help but glance sideways and was attracted by Yan Shixun for a long time.
Even if he was about to be killed by Yan Shixun, he would probably be willing to do so at this moment.
——As long as Yan Shixun is willing to smile at him like this.
Ye Li thought.
"Please reintroduce yourself."
Yan Shixun generously stretched out his slender hand wrapped in a sheepskin glove and said frankly: "I am Jing Yin, Jing Shiwen, a diplomat during the concession period. And you, my dear."
He winked at Ye Li teasingly and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you are my wife, Jing Wanxiu, who I have been engaged to since childhood and married to."
Ye Li's narrow eyes suddenly opened wide, his heart was surging with fear, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
The only thing I remember is Yan Shixun’s words: You are my legally married wife.
Yan Shixun didn't notice that Ye Li looked amiss. Seeing that Ye Li didn't hold his outstretched hand, he raised his hand without any embarrassment, patted Ye Li's shoulder, and said sympathetically: "It's okay, I understand, you need time to digest this bad news."
"After all, anyone who wakes up one day and finds out they have a partner to marry, not only have two children with, but they are also the same gender, would be devastated enough."
However, Ye Li seemed to be unable to grasp the point and asked, "We... have children?"
There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.
Yan Shixun looked at Ye Li in confusion and said with a smile: "You also think this is too outrageous, right? Don't worry, it's this identity. Jing Yin and Jing Wanxiu have a child - unless you are willing to recognize Zhang Dabing as your daughter."
However, for some reason, Ye Li remained silent.
He did not directly refute Yan Shixun. Instead, after hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Do you treat Zhang Da... Zhang Wubing, that stranger, as your daughter?"
"Then I..." Ye Li's sharp eyebrows were tightly knitted. His lips moved but no words came out. After hesitating for a while, he said as if he had made up his mind: "That's fine."
——actually expressed a sense of tragedy.
Yan Shixun: “……?”
"What are you thinking about?"
Yan Shixun didn't know what was in Ye Li's mind, but he guessed that it was probably because these founders of different sects had been living in seclusion in the mountains for many years and were out of touch with the times, so the meaning of father and son was still stuck in the serious era of the past.
He explained with a smile: "Zhang Dabing was my roommate in college. We were roommates for four years and kept in touch after graduation. Every time he encountered a ghost, he would call me crying and howling, calling me dad and begging me to save him."
Yan Shixun thought he had explained everything very clearly, so he ignored Ye Li and turned to check the room.
Therefore, no one saw Ye Li's expression, which was a mixture of relief and disappointment, and was so complicated that it was difficult to describe.
Following Ye Li's instructions, Yan Shixun indeed found a bottle of sleeping pills and liquor next to the chaise longue. There were also broken glass pieces scattered around, making the ground a mess.
But Yan Shixun remembered very clearly that in history, Jing Shi Wanxiu's real death time was after her two daughters died one after another. At this time, Zhang Wubing, the eldest daughter of Jing Xiuwen, was still alive. Although the youngest daughter had not yet appeared, it was already clear that now was not the time for Jing Shi Wanxiu to die.
What's the matter with this time difference?
Yan Shixun frowned.
Although the program team has not yet been gathered, judging from the current few people, their actions and clothing are consistent with their identity information. The unknown identity who dominated all this did not miss even the smallest decorations on them, such as the pocket watch in his pocket, the exquisite wool suit that matches his high social status, or the student identity tag in Chi Yan's hand. Every detail is exquisite.
——How could that existence, who could handle the details so meticulously, bring forward the time of Jing Shi Wanxiu’s death and cause such a huge mistake?
Unless... Jing Wanxiu doesn't want to die.
Someone wanted to kill her and then fake the scene to make it look like she committed suicide, so Ye Li saw such obvious clues.
She committed suicide in her bedroom, fully dressed, holding a photo of herself and her husband, leaving behind an intact body.
This is a respectable way for a woman to commit suicide in this era.
Unlike the seriousness and responsibility of officials in later generations, the management in this era was chaotic and the investigation of cases was mostly not very detailed. Especially for powerful families, how could they allow outsiders to examine the bodies of their female relatives?
Therefore, if this is the scenario, it will definitely be considered suicide, and there will be no other conclusion.
That makes sense.
After all, judging from the photo in Yan Shixun's pocket watch, Jing Wanxiu's treatment of Jing Yin was by no means a respectful one because of her parents' orders. Instead, she loved him passionately, but was trapped by the times and her own limitations, so her love was obscure and restrained.
Jing Wanxiu was not the type of person who would commit suicide and leave her beloved husband.
Wait, murder?
Yan Shixun suddenly remembered that the note he found under the Buddhist shrine, which was passed to him by someone, reminded him that someone wanted to assassinate him within three days.
If a diplomat was to be attacked, especially in the concession area, it would have been a very serious matter a hundred years ago. If not handled properly, it would have even triggered a tsunami of protests.
No matter who wants to assassinate Jing Yin, all the details must be taken care of in advance.
...For example, start with his family.
Yan Shixun turned around in shock and looked at Ye Li: "Madam, it seems that your husband has implicated you."
The moment he heard this, Ye Li's expression became strange, as if some emotion wanted to burst out, but was suppressed by him.
But Yan Shixun did not notice Ye Li's emotions. He joked, "However, Jing Wanxiu is a woman of the old times. In her opinion, living and dying together may be a kind of happiness - especially when the person who dies together is her beloved husband."
Ye Li said in a deep voice: "You won't die, I won't allow it."
"I'm talking about your current identity, Wanxiu of the Jing family." Yan Shixun glanced at Ye Li strangely.
But he soon felt relieved. After all, not everyone can switch between the two identities well.
"Zhang Wubing, Zhao Zhen and the others all woke up at Jing Yin's house, but I didn't. I woke up at a secret information exchange point. It seems that Jing Yin's recent situation is not optimistic."
Yan Shixun took the small note out of his pocket and showed it to Ye Li: "The other party may think that Jing Yin's family may find out something after his death, so since they want to assassinate Jing Yin, they can also deal with the others at the same time."
"You're unlucky, Ye Li." He laughed and joked, "First you got a female role, and then you got implicated by me and were put on the assassination list."
Ye Li lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "No, since you are Jing Yin, then this identity is just right for me."
Wearing old-style clothes and with long black hair, Ye Li has a breathtaking beauty.
Especially when Yan Shixun was present, the sharpness between Ye Li's eyebrows was diluted and transformed into a deeper danger lurking in the darkness, like the unfathomable depths beneath the calm sea surface.
Ancient and mysterious, yet with a beauty that carries a profound meaning.
Just like in the old days, the world’s understanding and admiration of the East.
Even Yan Shixun, who never cared about appearance, was stunned for a moment by the extreme beauty when Ye Li looked straight at him.
Not to mention the audience before the live broadcast.
[Wow…what’s wrong with this strange little brother? He’s so good-looking, it’s unfair! I just want to know what kind of shit luck Zhang Wubing has? First it was Brother Yan, and now this little brother. Why does it feel like all the handsome guys in the world who haven’t debuted yet are in Zhang Wubing’s place?]
[I'm really going crazy, this man is damn sexy!!! Who is he? Does anyone know? Even just a name would be enough for me.]
[Just now, Brother Yan seemed to have called him, but for some reason, when Brother Yan called him, the light bulb in my house just happened to explode, and I didn’t hear his name.]
[Eh? My network was lagging for a moment, so I just missed his name.]
[I also……]
[Is this metaphysics? Is the little brother's name something that cannot be revealed? This is too strange, millions of people have not heard of it? What kind of insane probability is this!]
[But it fits his image, doesn't it? Unfortunately, I am not educated. I can only say "wow, he is so beautiful" that I am at a loss for words. When I saw him, it was like seeing the big boss in Chinatown that no one dared to mess with. Long hair, Tang suit, mysterious and ancient oriental, unfathomable fog... all these labels appeared in my mind.]
[At first, I sent messages to my friends to make fun of him and Director Zhang, betting on who would look scarier in women's clothing. But when he turned around, I was shocked. Is this a banished immortal? He is so suitable for this outfit, as if he is originally from that ancient era.]
[It’s not that mysterious, right? I think it’s quite normal. Think about it, don’t many actors look particularly good in ancient costumes, but look a little worse in modern makeup? Maybe this brother is also like that, and he fits in perfectly with ancient costumes.]
[…That’s a bit too much of a fit. If another man were to wear women’s clothing, he would look broad-shouldered and big-framed, which would be very uncoordinated, but he doesn’t have that problem at all.]
[Wow, Director Zhang, the name of this program is so appropriate. My heart is beating so fast. I am crazy beating fast!!!]
[Uh, I know you guys are so busy howling that you probably don’t have time to remember to take screenshots. I just want to tell you that, for some reason, all the screenshots of this strange man are blurry, and you can’t see his face at all. It’s like we can only see him next to Brother Yan in the live broadcast for the time being, and there’s no point in seeing him anywhere else except this.]
[? ? It’s actually true!]
The sound of high heels hitting the floor came from outside the room. It seemed that Chi Yan had gone upstairs.
It was not until this moment that Yan Shixun suddenly came back to his senses from the amazement he was attracted to Yeli.
He blinked quickly, thinking he had concealed his distraction very well, and then lowered his voice and said, "Actually, I'm also glad that my wife is you, and not someone else."
Jing Wanxiu was deeply in love with Jing Yin, and according to historical records, Jing Yin insisted on making Jing Wanxiu, a woman from the old times, his wife, despite everyone's objections, even if she became a stain on him.
This means that Jing Wanxiu will have a lot of clues about Jing Yin, and she can give Jing Yin full support. And Jing Yin does not have to worry at all that the person who wants to assassinate him is his wife.
Yan Shixun didn't know who was trying to assassinate him, but he knew very well that it wasn't Ye Li. Therefore, it was most appropriate for Ye Li to be his wife.
This was equivalent to giving him the greatest boost.
——However, judging from Ye Li’s reaction, he didn’t seem to understand Yan Shixun’s original meaning.
He stared blankly at Yan Shixun's back as he turned and walked towards the door. His thoughts were churning violently in his eyes, like huge waves that refused to subside. Crazy thoughts whistled through his heart like a strong wind.
Ye Li felt as if a corner of his heart had collapsed at this moment.
“Puff…tong”
Very slowly, the heart beat.
And his gaze followed Yan Shixun, unable to control himself.
Chi Yan looked anxiously worried about Yan Shixun, but she ran straight to the master bedroom on the third floor and reached out to push open the door.
At this moment, the door was opened from the inside.
Yan Shixun appeared at the door calmly and calmly: "Miss Chi, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Chi Yan's outstretched hand froze, and she retracted it unnaturally. She looked behind him as if she was worried about Yan Shixun: "Is Mr. Yan okay? Did anything happen to him? I saw Mr. Yan didn't come downstairs, so I was a little worried and wanted to come up to check."
Yan Shixun smiled politely: "Miss Chi is still worried about me, I am really flattered. But I'm fine."
"——Unless you count finding someone from the program crew as having problems."
Because everyone was forced to have an identity, Ye Li, who had always been able to hide in the program crew like a transparent person, also lost his invisibility function.
Although Yan Shixun wanted Ye Li to conceal his identity and help him in secret, Jing Wanxiu's identity as another owner of Jing Ying's house was too conspicuous, and it would be more suspicious if she wanted to conceal it.
So Yan Shixun simply opened the door and introduced Ye Li to the people who were gathering outside the door.
"Let me introduce you. This is the assistant director. I don't know why he's here. His current identity is my wife, Jing Wanxiu."
Chi Yan didn't think much about it and looked towards the room.
But after taking a look, her heart was shaken violently, as if someone placed her under a huge bell in the temple. With a "buzz!" sound, shock and numbness washed over her head along with her spiritual sense.
Chi Yan's soul was shocked and stood still, his face was blank for a moment.
Zhang Wubing, who was walking up two steps behind, didn't notice that Chi Yan was wrong. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "I told you, Brother Yan will be fine. If even Brother Yan has a problem, then we can sit in the living room and wait to die - I hope I can sit on the sofa and wait, so I can die more comfortably."
However, when Zhang Wubing looked past Chi Yan and into the house, the moment he saw Ye Li, he felt that his entire worldview was suddenly shattered and crumbling.
"You!" Zhang Wubing was shocked.
Ye Li raised his eyebrows and waited calmly for Zhang Wubing to continue.
Since Zhang Wubing is his current "daughter" and a friend that Yan Shixun cares about, it would be okay for him to listen to what Zhang Wubing has to say.
Yan Shixun glanced sideways, thinking, has Zhang Dabing finally made it? Has he recognized Ye Li as the assistant he hired and then forgot about?
Zhang Wubing thought for a long time and blurted out: "Why do you look so good in a skirt? This is unscientific!"
Everyone thought Zhang Wubing was going to say something shocking: "…"
Chi Yan glanced at Zhang Wubing with a look of hidden contempt.
Zhao Zhen felt that Zhang Wubing was too pitiful, so he quickly came to the rescue, "The director's problem is mainly due to his wrong hairstyle. Look at this assistant director, his long hair matches the ancient costume very well, so it doesn't look out of place."
Upon hearing this, Yan Shixun looked at the two bangs on Zhang Wubing's head, and then became even more silent.
He looked at Zhao Zhen with complicated eyes: What a kind person he is. In order not to hurt Zhang Wubing's young heart, he even said such words.
Zhang Wubing had a good self-perception. He glanced at Ye Li, raised his hand and touched his little bun, and nodded contentedly: "You are right."
Everyone: ...
never mind.
"Brother Yan, is there anything in here?" Chi Yan did not forget the purpose of her coming up. She wanted to go into the room anxiously, but her way was blocked because Yan Shixun was standing at the door.
Yan Shixun looked at Chi Yan deeply, then signaled Ye Li to leave with him.
"Nothing, just an ordinary couple's master bedroom."
As he spoke, Yan Shixun closed the door calmly and walked out with long legs: "Let's go, Zhao Zhen's legs must be uncomfortable standing for a long time. Zhang Dabing has no experience in taking care of people, so I'll trouble Miss Chi to look after Zhao Zhen."
"After all, in times of crisis like this, we should help each other, right?"
Because of the image that Chi Yan had always shown, when Yan Shixun said this, she found that she could not find a reasonable reason to refuse.
She could only nod resentfully, almost grinding her teeth as she said, "Okay."
Yan Shixun smiled, made way for the stairs, and made a "please" gesture.
Chi Yan glanced at Yan Shixun, but still reached out to support Zhao Zhen. She was reluctant but had to go downstairs temporarily.
When passing by Zhao Zhen, Yan Shixun blinked at him gently.
Zhao Zhen understood immediately and smiled back, but said, "Sorry to bother Sister Chi Yan."
Chi Yan was so angry that she almost gnashed her teeth, but she still said, "It's not a bother, it's my duty."
Seeing that Zhao Zhenxin understood what he meant and transferred all his weight to Chi Yan, making Chi Yan struggle to go down the stairs in high heels and unable to concentrate her energy for the time being, Yan Shixun raised the hint of a smile.
That's why he doesn't like the entertainment industry. He fails because of what he succeeds in.
Chi Yan has accumulated a large number of fans because of her way of doing things, so she is used to using this method to deal with things in her daily life. But now, this has become a way to restrict her steps.
"Let's go." Seeing the suspicious person leave, Yan Shixun turned and walked to the other side of the third floor: "See what's here and why you all woke up here."
"Maybe there are people from the production team in other rooms."
As a famous diplomat of that period, Jing Yin was clearly recorded by later generations. However, the long-term criticism and digging of Jing Yin on the Internet also exposed many of his life experiences.
Perhaps because he went abroad at public expense at a young age, many of Jing Yin's personal habits bear the imprint of the West. For example, most high-ranking officials of that era had several concubines or confidantes at home.
But Jing Yin didn't.
Jing Yin's family structure was very simple. Yan Shixun recalled from the introduction to Jing Yin's former residence that in addition to Jing Yin's wife and two daughters, there was also one of his daughters' tutors named Lin and a female friend who often lived in his home.
So was the photo he saw on Zhang Wubing's desk a photo of the tutor and the eldest daughter?
Yan Shixun frowned and whispered softly: "Lin?"
"Lin?" Zhang Wubing, who was standing behind him, heard Yan Shixun's words and asked curiously, "Brother Yan, did you install surveillance cameras downstairs? How did you know that I found another ID badge?"
"What nameplate?" Yan Shixun asked puzzledly.
"That's it."
Zhang Wubing handed over the metal nameplate: "It sounds a bit similar to Chi Yan's identity, but this person's name is Lin Qiong."
"Lin Qiong, Lin Ting. They sound a bit like sisters."
Yan Shixun reached out to take the nameplate, stroking the edge of it with his slender fingers, but he did not confirm Zhang Wubing's statement.
This era was different from later generations, when compulsory education was even universalized. This was an era when the opportunity to read and learn was extremely precious. Especially for girls, no matter how wealthy the family was, it was difficult to afford the expenses of sending two girls to school at the same time.
...Especially, since both girls went to Keijo University.
Yan Shixun put his doubts aside for the time being and pushed open the door of the other room on the third floor.
As soon as he opened the door, Yan Shixun clearly felt the extravagance of the owner of this room.
Each room has its own distinct style because of its owner.
Because of the graceful Jing family, the master bedroom clearly still bears many traces of the old times, including bed curtains, mahogany dressing table and armchair.
The room in front of Yan Shixun was a typical old coastal socialite style, the kind that would appear on movie posters.
European-style decoration, furs everywhere, an open powder box on the dressing table, a phonograph by the window... everywhere is luxurious and exquisite. But it is also enough to show that the owner of this room is a woman.
But the problem is that there is no concubine in Jing Yin's family.
Although Yan Shixun thought of the oil painting he had seen in Jing Ying’s former residence, he quickly gave up this guess.
Although the woman in the painting is a modern figure and her exquisite clothes show that she is of high status, she is not extravagant, but rather has the confidence of a well-read person. Her bright eyes show that she is a woman with aspirations and ideals.
"She lives on the same floor as Jing Yin and his wife, but she is not a concubine, nor is she the one in the oil painting."
Yan Shixun murmured to himself: "Strange..."
"Ye Li, if it were you, what kind of woman would you tolerate living on the same floor with you?" Puzzled, Yan Shixun asked Ye Li next to him, trying to find the answer from a different perspective.
Ye Li's eyes darkened: "No matter what, life or death."
Yan Shixun: "...Forget it, I asked the wrong person."
He turned to Zhang Wubing: "What about you?"
Zhang Wubing shook his head blankly. "My dad has a secretary who is a sister. When she is on a business trip, she always stays in a large suite. After all, she is so busy that she doesn't even have an extra second to waste time. But that secretary is very decisive and looks like a man. She is not like this."
He pointed to the luxurious decoration in the room and said, "This style...is very feminine at first glance."
Feminine charm?
Yan Shixun was reminded.
He actually saw someone who fit the description of "feminine and charming".
Chi Yan.
The style of her clothes matches the room very well. The things in the room resemble their owner, luxurious and gorgeous, like the colorful city that never sleeps in the old coastal area.
"The identity badge that Chi Yan took out is called Lin Ting, right?"
Yan Shixun casually flipped through the dressing table, but only found a bunch of love letters and dried roses. It seemed that his guess was correct, the owner of this room was indeed a socialite with extensive social connections, a trendsetting socialite in Old Binhai.
But there is a problem here - the names in those love letters are all "Yu".
Not a single one mentioned the name "Lin Qiong" or "Lin Ting".
The words engraved on the lipstick box are also Lin Yu.
So, what was this extra person? And why was Jing Yin living on the same floor with a socialite?
The third floor can be considered the master floor. According to previous residential habits, this is the most private place and almost no one except family members is allowed to set foot there.
Yan Shixun really wanted to ask the real Jing Yin what was going on with the strange layout of his house?
But the reality is that Jing Yin was not there, and Yan Shixun encountered the same situation on the second floor after leaving the third floor.
Looking at the empty room on the other side of the second floor, Yan Shixun: “…”
What is this, a control group? Extreme and minimal?
The room in the same location upstairs was filled with jewelry, jade, and furs, while the room below was filled with bookshelves except for the bed, and half-written manuscripts were piled everywhere, making it look like a magazine editor's office.
Suddenly, Yan Shixun realized something, walked quickly to the desk, and casually opened a manuscript.
Although it was still a draft and was covered with ink smears, every word and sentence was sharp, the wording was appropriate but not flattering, and the writing was clean and logical.
It seems that the owner of this room might really be a magazine editor. Editors in that era were not simple figures.
But when Yan Shixun's eyes slid to the end, he suddenly found that the signature was - Lin Ting.
Such a sharp and logical article comes from a woman
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