People were gossiping non-stop, spreading rumors everywhere:

"After the Lin family's downfall, Yang's jewelry store started thriving. Who knows if there are any ghosts involved?"

"The hit-and-run driver still hasn't been found. There must be something fishy going on. I bet it's a case of hiring someone to commit murder. I don't believe it. Let's wait and see."

"But fortunately, heaven has eyes. The son-in-law of the Lin family has managed to keep the company afloat. Good people will be rewarded. Let's buy more gold and go to Yilin to support Boss Wen, showing unwavering loyalty in love."

According to what they said, after my death, my parents lost interest in managing the jewelry store and handed over all the business to Wen Yijian to take care of.

Over the past few years, Wen Yijian has been investigating the case while working hard to manage the business.

My gaze fell on the jewelry store across the street, which used to be our family's store but had been renamed.

Yilin Jewelry, a homophone for Yilin, with the character for deer, which symbolizes me. It's evident that the person who renamed it did so with great care.

But I felt something was amiss. People in our area are superstitious. If my accident damaged the brand's reputation, why would Wen Yijian use it as a selling point?

At that moment, a figure emerged, wearing a white shirt and black pants. He stood tall and imposing, with a stern expression.

Yang Tan always exuded a chilling aura when he didn't smile, making people shudder.

Standing on the marble steps in front of the door, his cold voice echoed in the air: "If I, Yang, have truly committed a crime, please call the police now and arrest me. If you have no evidence, then it's just slander, and I will personally take each one of you to court. So, who's going to make that call?"

Everyone fell silent. Even the troublemaking middle-aged woman at the front dared not cause any more trouble and hastily left after muttering something about evildoers getting their just deserts.

He was still the same, able to scare people with just his words. I wiped away my tears and smiled disdainfully.

Yes, I didn't like Yang Tan, and he detested me, but he would never do such a thing. I trust him.

Yang Tan glanced in my direction, then his eyes returned to their cold indifference as he continued to inspect the remaining shops according to plan.

I followed behind him, for some reason detecting a faint bitterness in the air, leaving a heavy feeling in my chest.