Chapter 160 The Past

In the end, the two of them brought Nan Qingyu back to Ziyuan, and took away a series of identification documents that he had hidden in the drawer beside his bed.

The name on the ID card is Zheng Guolin. There is indeed such a person in the civil affairs files. Except for his appearance, he is almost the same as Nan Qingyu. Even his work record is real. It can be seen that the person who forged Nan Qingyu's identity is in a high position of power.

The first thing Rong Anzhou thought of was the other three families in Linhai, so he asked Nan Qingyu one by one, but Nan Qingyu just shook his head, indicating that he couldn't tell.

Rong Anzhou sneered. He couldn't say anything. Even if he was poisoned, he wouldn't be unable to speak. This old man did it on purpose. He thought that if he didn't say anything, he would still be useful and they would let him go.

"Okay, you won't say anything, right? You faked your own death and gave false testimony, both of which are illegal. Just wait to die in jail, you old fool!"

The car drove back to Ziyuan Villa, and Rong Anzhou unceremoniously pulled the person out of the back seat and brought him into the living room while cursing at him.

Aunt Bai was shocked to see this situation. She thought that this cousin had finally embarked on the road of crime and used the villa as a lair. When she was considering whether to kill her cousin for the sake of justice, she saw Han Zhong following behind her, and she immediately felt relieved.

"Is this... a guest?" she asked uncertainly.

"He will stay for two days. We will prepare a guest room for him to stay in."

While Han Zhong was talking, his eyes unconsciously scanned the living room and the second floor. Just as he looked towards the kitchen, he heard Aunt Bai's voice, "Looking for Mr. Jiang?"

Han Zhong lowered his eyes and took off his coat without refutation, "Where are the others?"

"Leave."

“…”

Han Zhong paused, turned around and looked at her, "Who left?"

"Who else could it be? Mr. Jiang." Aunt Bai thought his question was not very smart, but she said it anyway. "He woke up not long after you left the house and asked where you had been. I said you were out on business, and then he left."

"…Did you say where you were going?"

"No."

Although he asked her about Mrs. Han for some unknown reason, she later said that since she was not going to see Mrs. Han, she did not ask.

Han Zhong stood at the entrance for a long time before handing his coat to Aunt Bai. After walking a few steps, he seemed to remember something, turned around, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and walked to the second floor.

Rong Anzhou was also afraid that Nan Qingyu would be killed, so he arranged a room for him. When he came out, he only saw Aunt Bai, so he asked casually, "Where's my brother?"

"Back to the room."

"Where's Jiang Wu? Still asleep?"

"Mr. Jiang is gone."

Rong Anzhou paused, "Ah? Gone? Where did he go?"

Aunt Bai shook her head, she didn't know either.

Rong Anzhou frowned and looked up at the second floor. When he came back from his morning run this morning, he saw his brother carrying Jiang Wu back to the room. The braid on Jiang Wu's head was still crooked, like a skyrocket. He didn't know what the two of them did in the study. Why haven't they reconciled yet?

What kind of love are these two talking about? Why can't he understand it at all?

He was about to ask Han Zhong if he knew Jiang Wu was gone, when he saw Han Zhong coming down from the second floor with his cell phone and asked, "Where's Nan Qingyu?"

"Inside the room, the door is open, you can see it if you look up."

"He still won't talk?"

"……right."

Rong Anzhou looked at him in confusion. Isn't that nonsense? On the way back from the cemetery, he almost hung the old thing in the trunk and flew it on the highway. It didn't work at all. He knew it, so why was he asking again suddenly?

He was just about to ask, "Didn't you come back with me?" when Han Zhong picked up the phone and said in a low and deep voice, "He doesn't want to say it. Maybe you'll have to come back."

He was just wondering which criminal detective Han Zhong had called, but the next second he heard Jiang Wu's clear voice on the other end of the phone, "Okay, I'll be right back."

“…”

Rong Anzhou: This man who makes him feel disgusted.

His gaze was too obvious, but Han Zhong ignored it. He even heard Han Zhong pretending to be serious and said to the other side, "Don't worry, you go to do your thing first. At worst, I can find a few bodyguards to watch over him first, so that he won't be silenced secretly."

“…”

Rong Anzhou couldn't bear to listen any longer and turned around to go to Nan Qingyu's room. He didn't believe that this old man was not afraid of torture!

Jiang Wu was originally planning to go back, and upon hearing this, he said, "I'll be back in a moment."

A while? So he didn't go back to the crew in Xinzhang, nor did he go back to Shanti Green?

"Are you out on some business?"

"Yeah, I met someone."

“…”

Han Zhong paused and asked casually, "Are you a colleague from the crew?"

"Your mother."

“…”

Perhaps worried that he hadn't explained it clearly, Jiang Wu repeated, "I met your mother, Ms. Li Mu."

Han Zhong's heart was lifted, "...Why did you meet her? Did she ask you out?"

"Originally I was going to talk to the person in charge of the Four Seasons men's jewelry about being a spokesperson, but then I discovered that your mother was eavesdropping behind the screen. I was afraid she was too far away to hear clearly, so I asked her to come out and have the conversation."

“…”

Han Zhong was silent for a long time this time before asking, "So what did she say?"

Jiang Wu: "She asked me why I didn't acknowledge my relationship with you."

Han Zhong: “…”

"I told her that we were not originally in this kind of relationship, and she seemed shocked." Jiang Wu asked in a puzzled voice on the other end of the phone, "How many people have you told that we are a couple?"

Han Zhong: “…”

He was in a state of extreme embarrassment and social doom, something he had never experienced in the past nearly thirty years. He had always been excellent, serious, calm, frank, and even arrogant, but today he was embarrassed.

He was like a self-indulgent person in unrequited love, the kind who, because he couldn't get what he wanted, fell into fantasy and started to tell people around him that he and the person he liked were already married.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I'll explain it to her."

He paused, unable to help but explain, "My mother just misunderstood. She doesn't have any opinion against you, nor is she the unreasonable person you think she is—"

"She's fine." Jiang Wu interrupted him calmly, "She cares about you very much. She's the kind of mother I never imagined."

Han Zhong was startled, vaguely remembering the few brief introductions about Emperor Zhaowu's life that he had seen when searching the encyclopedia.

Emperor Zhaowu's biological mother was the son of a criminal minister. When he was young, his mother took advantage of him and killed him because she competed for his mother's favor. Later, his mother was sent to the cold palace. Emperor Zhaowu was denounced by his father, Emperor Ling of Zhou, as "born of a lowly person, with an evil root and bad nature" and moved to the cold palace together with her, where he was bullied by all the palace people.

He also recalled that when his father brought him the soup that his mother had cooked, Jiang Wu looked serious and alert, and even suspected that it was poisoned. So was this the same thing that Zeng Yanzhong had encountered before?

What about Jiang Wu? Did he drink the poisoned soup? Was he assassinated? He said in the variety show that he had studied medicine. Was it to treat Yan Zhong or himself?

After his apartment was burned down, he was so calm when he talked about sleeping on a bench in the park, as if he was used to it. Was it because he had been homeless before, or because he had nowhere else to go on the run?

He had many questions to ask, but he didn't know how to start, because he knew that it was just a drop in the ocean of many things that Jiang Wu and Yan Zhong had experienced.

For the first time, he realized that Jiang Wu might have escaped death countless times without his knowledge, and he also realized that the pain in his heart at that moment was due to heartache.

That heartache even overshadowed his jealousy of Yan Zhong for being able to go through those life and death hardships with Jiang Wu.