Yi Jun was taken aback, and frowned slightly. "What's wrong? You found him? Where is he?"
Chen Ye put away his phone, turned his head to look into the distance, his eyes sharp and piercing. "No, my intuition tells me so."
Yi Jun was surprised.
They had worked together for several years, and she knew Chen Ye well. He never relied on intuition to judge anything or any case, but once he used the word "intuition," it meant that the matter was almost certain.
"Do you think what Gu Ci said is true? Is Ning Weiwei really in Meng Sheng's hands?"
Yi Jun pondered and said, "From a psychological point of view, given Gu Ci's current state, nothing she says is acceptable. She has some psychological issues, or to put it bluntly, she's somewhat distorted, especially... her hatred for Meng Sheng."
"I just looked up the conflict between the two of them online during lunch. Based on my interaction with Gu Ci this morning, it probably started because of Pei Sui."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ye looked constipated. "Gu Ci is crazy. She was the one who insisted on breaking off the engagement. A Sui even called her to ask if she was really sure, and she said yes. Now that A Sui has found someone she likes, she's causing trouble again. She's brain-dead!"
Yi Jun shrugged and spread her hands. "We don't know if there's any hidden story behind this."
"Even if there's something to hide, it's useless. Ah Sui is determined to marry Meng Sheng. She has no chance. What's the point of targeting Meng Sheng like this? The Gu family is already in complete chaos. Instead of taking advantage of the chaos to make things worse, they're trying to stir things up even more. What an idiot!"
Chen Ye didn't have a very good impression of Gu Ci. Just thinking about her affected and pretentious manner that morning made his teeth ache.
They even played the victim with them!
He's been in contact with so many murderers and antisocial individuals, do you really think he'd be fooled?
That's too low-class.
Gu Ci is really not qualified.
Yi Jun glanced at him. "I can tell. You're really upset that she dumped your brother."
Chen Ye looked back and said, "I'm just giving an objective evaluation of Gu Ci from an outsider's perspective. You talked to her for so long this morning, what kind of person do you think she is?"
Yi Jun replied bluntly, "She's shrewd, calculating, psychologically unhealthy, somewhat paranoid, likes to play the victim, clever, yet not very clever. She's definitely not a likable person. At least, Meng Sheng is much more straightforward than her."
"This is it."
"So, what do you think? Ning Weiwei is dead? Who killed her?"
"Although Gu Ci is not a good person, and there is no evidence for what he said, and there is even suspicion that he framed her, I think there is a high probability that Ning Weiwei is indeed in Meng Sheng's hands, and she is probably already dead."
"That……"
Chen Ye took out a cigarette case from his pocket, shook out a cigarette, put it to his lips, and lit it with a lighter. "You can't make a decision just by relying on intuition."
He scoffed, "This world is black and white, an era of labels. We still need to have the courage to admit that gray is the underlying color of life."
"Wow, he's even spouting philosophy now, that's impressive," Yi Jun remarked with a smile.
"Isn't this what I learned from you?"
"When did I ever talk about this kind of philosophy?"
"When you interrogated He Dong last time, didn't you say, 'You stand on the pure white high ground of morality to judge all shadows, but you forget that the shadow you cast is the longest'? I was quite shocked by what you said at the time."
Yi Jun chuckled, "Then you should learn from this. You'll definitely hear these kinds of things a lot in the future."
As Chen Ye said, Meng Sheng had just finished her work and was about to take Si Si for a nap when Xu Jinmin sent her a WeChat message.
Ning Weiwei is dead.
Meng Sheng paused for a few seconds, then pursed her lips.
Ning Weiwei's ending was always a dead end. She was neither surprised nor saddened, but for some reason, she didn't feel any of the ease and joy that one should feel after taking revenge.
She stared at it for a while, then finally managed a half-smile and typed back: "Okay, I understand."
Xu Jinmin: [Don't overthink it, I'll handle this.]
A hint of a smile appeared in Meng Sheng's icy eyes: "I'm very relieved."
Once Chengjie is dead, her mother's revenge will be complete.
The old Pei family residence in the west of the city.
Pei Sui arrived at 3:30.
The old lady had just woken up when she heard the maid say that the second young master had returned. She immediately smiled and waved her hand, "Quickly, go and call Huanhuan and Ayu to my courtyard."
The servant agreed and left the main hall.
Before long, Pei Sui came over carrying two large insulated buckets and a double-layered wooden box for pastries. After greeting them, he had someone bring over three bowls and first poured a bowl of old duck soup for the old lady.
"Grandma, please try this. It was stewed this morning."
"You made this?" The old lady asked with a look of satisfaction. "It's been a long time since I've tasted your cooking."
Pei Sui used to love making soup for the old lady, but in recent years his relationship with Cui Xueheng has deteriorated, and he has come back less often.
The old lady picked up the spoon, tasted it, and nodded with a smile, "Your cooking skills are getting better and better."
Just then, Pei Yu and Pei Huan arrived together.
Behind them were the butler and another servant, each carrying a cardboard box, which looked to contain quite a few things.
When the old lady saw them, she immediately smiled kindly and waved, "Ayu, Huanhuan, come quickly. Asui has made two kinds of soup, which are perfect for summer. Come and try them."
"Grandma, Ah Sui."
Pei Huan greeted them first. She was much thinner than when she went to Los Angeles after the funeral, and her cheeks were almost dry.
Her eye sockets are also quite deep, and her dark circles are even more noticeable.
He looked very haggard.
Pei Sui frowned and stared straight at her, "What happened to you? Why are you like this!"
Pei Huan was taken aback, raised her hand to touch her face, and forced a smile, "No, I just woke up. I haven't been sleeping much these past few days, I'll make up for it later."
Pei Sui said calmly, "The psychologist who treats Sheng Sheng every week, Ou Xiya, is quite good. Sheng Sheng's sleep has improved significantly recently. I'll ask her if she has time to come to the west of the city these next few days so you can have a chat with her."
"No need, I..."
Pei Huan had barely begun to refuse when Pei Sui poured her some old duck soup, gestured for her to sit down, and interrupted her, saying, "Sit down and have a taste."
Pei Huan was helpless, the words stuck in her throat, and she walked over and sat down.
The old lady then asked her with concern, "Did you sleep well?"
“She slept very well, Grandma, don’t worry,” Pei Huan said.
Actually, it's not very good.
I slept intermittently and in a daze for about four hours, and even then, it was all light sleep.
Reality and dreams intertwined, making it difficult for her to distinguish between them.
But after sleeping for a few hours, the fatigue in my body did dissipate a lot, and I felt much more awake.
The soup was still hot. She picked it up, took a sip, and her eyes crinkled into a smile. "Mmm, it's delicious."
She looked at the pastries and desserts in the basket and asked, "Did you make these too?"
"I made this with Shengsheng this morning. Grandma, please try it too. Shengsheng made extra and asked me to bring it back for you to try."
Mentioning Meng Sheng, the old lady's joy became even more evident. "Good, good, Huanhuan, you're so thoughtful. This morning, Ajin also sent some things over, and she said that some of them were for Sheng Sheng. You can take them back to Sheng Sheng tomorrow."
Pei Sui was taken aback and subconsciously looked at Pei Yu, his eyes filled with a hint of confusion.
Pei Yu sipped his soup and said coldly, "Why are you so surprised? It's not for you."
"..."
Pei Sui simply looked away, ignoring him, nodded, and said to the old lady, "Yes, I understand."
After everyone had finished their soup, the servants cleared away the dishes, served tea, and then all left the main hall. Pei Yu then took out a bag and a diary from the box and handed them to Pei Sui.
“You can take a look. This is Mom’s will, and here is her estate distribution, as well as her bank cards.”
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