Chapter 13 Chapter 13 If you don’t help me, I can only find Lu He…
On the other hand, with the full efforts of the Fu family's powerful connections, they successfully found the friend that Guan Zicen had agreed to pick them up.
The friend looked to be in his early twenties, thin, with a childish look on his face.
At this moment, he stood in front of Pei Shuyu and Fu Zhouxing with a nervous look on his face, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat. He fumbled in his pocket for a long time before he took out a small card tremblingly.
He looked around and swallowed. After making sure it was safe, he handed the card over. His voice trembled as he said, "This... this is the photo Guan Zicen took at the time. But the situation was so urgent, so it's blurry."
Pei Shuyu and Fu Zhouxing looked at each other and quickly took the card.
The two returned to Sefan's office and plugged the card reader into the computer. Grainy photos slowly appeared on the screen. The figures in the pictures were hazy, and only vague traces of what appeared to be transactions could be discerned, which could not serve as conclusive evidence.
Pei Shuyu stared at the screen, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the disappointment in his heart spread like a tide.
"It's too blurry, I can barely make out the person's face." Fu Zhouxing swiped the mouse. "These can't be used as evidence at all."
In desperation, Pei Shuyu decided to go directly to the Qiao family to ask. He looked down at Fu Zhouxing and said, "Um, can you help me check Qiao Zhishi's schedule?"
Fu Zhouxing rolled his eyes, "What do you take me for?"
"Please help me. If I go to check it myself, I might really die."
He spoke sincerely.
Pei Shuyu knew that the Qiao family would be wary of the Fu family, but they would definitely not be wary of him. If he were the one to investigate, the Qiao family would really target Sai Fan.
Now he went directly to communicate with Qiao Zhishi, maybe he could get some clues from him.
The next morning, Pei Shuyu drove to the Qiao family mansion.
The Qiao family mansion in front of us is magnificent, and the stone lions at the door are squatting majestically, as if showing the Qiao family's majesty and status to the world.
Tsk tsk, these rich people are just different.
Pei Shuyu took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the door with firm steps.
The security guard at the door stopped him.
"Sir, we don't allow outsiders to come in or out. Please go back."
Pei Shuyu: ...
Okay, a bad start.
He changed his tactics and tried to ask for help with a playful smile, but was coldly rejected.
The sky was still overcast, with signs of rain. His wounds began to ache slightly, and he was indeed pushing himself too hard.
Pei Shuyu gave up, made a mark on Qiao Zhishi's itinerary, and then walked away, looking back every few steps.
But he did not give up. The schedule also showed that at 3 pm Qiao Zhishi would go for afternoon tea and go shopping with Lu Hean.
Pei Shuyu really didn't want to choose this time because Qiao Zhishi never went out at other times, and the only time she went out was because of Lu Hean.
In order to save Guan Zicen, he risked everything.
The wedding date of the Qiao and Lu families is getting closer and closer. As one of the protagonists, Qiao Zhishi is busy with various wedding matters every day.
After Lu Hean lost his memory, his memory stopped at his college days, so he had to learn and reconnect with his work content.
Whenever she had time, Qiao Zhishi would ask him out for a meeting, under the pretext of preparing for a happy life in the future.
This time, for the same reason, he asked Lu Hean out and walked arm in arm with him in the mall. Occasionally, there would be a few paparazzi following them, which was exactly what Qiao Zhishi wanted. He wanted the entire alliance to know about their marriage, preferably to get it to Pei Shuyu.
He proudly imagined how Pei Shuyu would look when he received the wedding invitation.
Lu Hean silently accompanied Qiao Zhishi for a long time, and his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
The noisy voices around him and the various music coming from the shops intertwined together, making his already depressed mood even heavier.
After losing his memory, he did not have much deep feelings for his so-called "fiancée" Qiao Zhishi. He just knew from everyone's description that she was about to marry him.
To him, it doesn't matter who he marries. They are all pawns and bargaining chips for the family to pursue its own interests.
Every time they visited a store, Qiao Zhishi enthusiastically selected various items, but he could only force a smile and nod in response from time to time.
After Qiao Zhishi finally tired out from shopping, the two of them arrived at a beautifully decorated restaurant. Lu Hean secretly breathed a sigh of relief after sitting down, but he still maintained a polite smile on his face.
Qiao Zhishi sat opposite, a happy smile on her face, chattering non-stop about the trivialities of the wedding.
"He An, what do you say we add a bottle of perfume as a souvenir for each table? I heard that 'X' has a new product. It's a little difficult to order, but it's okay. I'll talk to my brother and ask him for help."
Lu Hean was absent-minded, playing with his phone, "Well, you arrange it."
At this moment, Pei Shuyu pretended to be a waiter, carrying a tray, and walked carefully to their table, placing the food on the table one by one. He had his back to Lu Hean and was facing Qiao Zhishi.
Lu Hean accidentally looked up and saw the back of this "waiter", and an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart. He frowned slightly, thinking that he would wait for the person to turn his head and then take a look to see if it was someone he knew.
But this person had his back to him, and it was impossible for him to turn him around to look.
Qiao Zhishi was originally enjoying the wedding, but when he saw the waiter setting up the dishes, he waved his hand and said, "You go down, I'll do it." The moment he looked up and saw Pei Shuyu, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by horror, and his face turned pale.
He subconsciously glanced at Lu Hean, afraid he might see Pei Shuyu. In a panic, he reached out and pretended to accidentally knock over the water cup. With a loud crash, the cup fell to the ground, splashing water everywhere.
"Ah, I'm so careless." Qiao Zhishi screamed, hurriedly stood up, glared at Pei Shuyu, "You, come with me to the bathroom and help me clean up." Then she chatted with Lu Hean for a few words and ran to the bathroom in a panic.
Pei Shuyu understood what he meant and followed closely behind.
In the bathroom, Qiao Zhishi turned around, glared at Pei Shuyu, and asked in a low voice: "Are you crazy? Why did you run here! Do you know what the consequences will be if He An sees you!"
His hands clenched into fists, his body trembling slightly with anger and tension. "You followed me?! Last time you said you weren't here to destroy me and He An!"
Pei Shuyu looked helpless and spread his hands and said, "I really am not here to destroy you and him. I have no choice but to look for you. I can't get into your house. I really can't find any other way, so I can only come here to find you. Do you know Guan Zicen?" Pei Shuyu's eyes were fixed on Qiao Zhishi, trying to catch a clue from his expression.
"What is Guan Zicen? I don't know." Qiao Zhishi looked confused. "Pei Shuyu, most of the affairs of the Qiao family are handled by my father and brother. I rarely ask about these things. I have never heard of the person you are talking about." Qiao Zhishi's eyes were calm when he spoke, and he didn't look like he was lying.
He was right to say that. He had been pushed out by his father for marriage, so how could he be involved in any official business?
Although he and his elder brother are both omegas, his elder brother Qiao Songyan is more capable than him and is deeply loved by their father.
Fortunately, he is not interested in power, money or anything like that, he just wants to be a loser.
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.
Pei Shuyu reached out to stop him and said anxiously, "Qiao Zhishi, Guan Zicen was arrested by your Qiao family on suspicion of secretly photographing military secrets. He's just a child, how could he have secretly photographed any secrets? I asked around, and I found out that the child was pursuing a suspected gland trade."
Qiao Zhishi forcefully shook off Pei Shuyu's hand and said in disgust, "You suspect our family of buying and selling glands?! Stop slandering us! Since he was sent in for this reason, he must have committed a crime! Don't come looking for me, it's useless."
After saying that, Qiao Zhishi suddenly pushed open the bathroom door and walked out without looking back.
Pei Shuyu looked at Qiao Zhishi's back as he left, covering his shoulders with his hands, feeling a little disappointed.
He frowned and pondered for a moment, knowing that asking further would lead to no results. He could only slowly turn around and walk away with heavy steps.
After leaving the mall, the clouds in the sky became increasingly dark, as if they would fall down at any time.
He thought about what Qiao Zhishi had just said, and a rough outline of a plan came to his mind.
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After Qiao Zhishi and Lu Hean finished shopping, Lu Hean drove him home.
At the gate, Qiao Zhishi was still reluctant to get out of the car, but Lu Hean's attitude was too cold. Feeling a bit bored staying any longer, he opened the car door and let out a muffled "oh".
As he passed through the living room, he saw his elder brother sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.
The dim evening sun slanted through the living room windows, casting an orange glow on Qiao Songyan's drooping eyelashes. The man wore a pair of rimless gold-rimmed glasses, the temples as slender as butterfly wings, perfectly framing the sharp curves at the corners of his eyes.
There was an aura around him that made people retreat, and even the sound of flipping a newspaper carried an unmistakable sense of oppression.
Qiao Zhishi, contrary to his usual behavior, sat down next to his elder brother and poured him a cup of tea.
"Brother, have some tea."
Qiao Songyan looked at this useless brother and sneered: "Why, don't you have enough money to spend?"
"Brother, what are you talking about?" Qiao Zhishi smiled flatteringly, "It's about He An and I's wedding. I want to add a perfume to the souvenir, but it's a bit difficult..."
Qiao Songyan picked up the teacup and took a sip. His brows furrowed instantly. He looked at the teacup for a long time before slowly putting it down and saying, "You don't need to tell me about such a small matter."
Qiao Zhishi knew that this was what it meant, and excitedly poured another glass for his good brother.
"Brother, have some tea."
While pouring tea, he suddenly thought of what Pei Shuyu said and asked, "By the way, brother, did you arrest anyone recently?"
Qiao Songyan's throat had just tightened after being choked by the unpalatable tea. He paused when he heard the words, and put down the teacup with a little more force. He looked up at Qiao Zhishi with a scrutinizing look in his eyes: "Why are you asking this?"
He gently stroked the rim of the cup with his fingertips, his brows slightly furrowed. He was obviously puzzled by Qiao Zhishi's presumptuous behavior, and even showed a hint of impatience.
His loser, love-brained younger brother, who used to only ask him for money, now actually cares about family matters.
Qiao Zhishi's heart skipped a beat at his reaction. He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Just... just asking casually. I heard someone mention it before. They said this guy was in jail because he secretly filmed our family's military secrets..."
Qiao Songyan didn't respond immediately. He picked up the newspaper on the table and unfolded it, covering half of his face. Only a sentence floated out from the edge of the newspaper: "Stop asking questions and take care of your own marriage."
There was no emotion in his tone, but Qiao Zhishi inexplicably felt that he was angry.
He didn't dare say anything more and quickly stood up and went back to his room.
He closed the door and lay on the bed, thinking of buying some suits and clothes, when he received an anonymous text message on his phone.
"You received a text message from a stranger...what was it?"
It was a picture, and Qiao Zhishi clicked on it.
The image is cached bit by bit, and it takes a long time to be fully presented.
When he saw the content clearly, his knuckles turned white from gripping the phone, and the cold light of the screen made bloodshot in his eyes.
The photo showed Lu Hean throwing a punch while wearing boxing gloves. Because the punching action was captured in a snapshot, there was an afterimage. Sweat slid down Lu Hean's neck into his sports vest, revealing a tense waistline.
Even he didn't know Lu Hean's daily schedule, this photo...
"Pei Shuyu? You are Pei Shuyu, right?" Qiao Zhishi almost gritted his teeth as he typed these words, his nails making a harsh sound as they scraped against the screen.
He stared at the picture in the dialog box, his heart burning with anger.
When a new message popped up on his phone, he almost instinctively threw it against the wall. The phone case shattered into pieces, and in the blue light of the screen, Pei Shuyu's reply was clearly visible: "There's no other way. If you don't help me, I can only ask Lu Hean for help."
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