The meal was tasteless to me.

Could it be that Leng Fei discovered Xing Zhaoping's infidelity and killed him because of it?

According to Yu Cong's description, Xing Zhaoping took a mysterious woman to the hospital for a prenatal checkup. Judging by their level of intimacy, they were more like newlyweds than friends.

Moreover, when they were leaving, Yu Cong vaguely heard the woman softly calling Xing Zhaoping "husband."

Yu Cong, while usually quiet, has an uncanny ability to tell stories.

I could vividly imagine what had happened that day.

However, words alone are not enough; we need to find evidence.

Although this won't lessen Leng Fei's culpability, it can at least reduce the hatred Xing Zhaoping's family has towards Leng Fei and her family during the trial, thereby reducing conflicts.

After all, it was Xing Zhaoping who was in the wrong first, so they have no right to make trouble.

"Sister, are we going to find Hao Mei now?"

I glared at him. This kid likes calling me sister out of habit.

But it turned out he had the same idea as me.

Hao Mei was Leng Fei's college classmate. They were very close until just before Leng Fei's marriage, but after the marriage, for some unknown reason, they had less contact, yet Hao Mei remained her only friend.

Hao Mei's house was in the Huling Community, not far from Leng Fei's place, on the second floor, facing Leng Fei's residence. When feeling leisurely, they could even wave to each other from their homes.

When we arrived, Hao Mei said she was watering her plants.

The balcony was indeed filled with a variety of potted plants, some of which I had never seen before.

But upon hearing their prices, I thought it best not to touch them, or I'd lose a month's salary in an instant.

"The house is a bit messy, please don't mind,"

Hao Mei's voice was sweet, a complete contrast to her appearance, making her unforgettable to anyone who met her.

Holding my tea, I exchanged glances with Jiang Xiaoyu and shook my head, "It's us who are interrupting rudely."

The young lady had taken the day off, so I only brought Jiang Xiaoyu. Since he was a police officer, he might notice some clues that are easy to miss.

After chatting for a while about unrelated topics, Jiang Xiaoyu excused himself to use the restroom.

"Sorry about that, he's not shy at all."

Hao Mei was easy-going and smiled, "No problem, Lawyer Zhao's brother is amusing."

The atmosphere was just right, so I tentatively asked, "You were very close with Leng Fei, right?"

Upon mentioning Leng Fei, there was a brief stiffness in the atmosphere, followed by her somewhat melancholy voice, "Yes, very close. But that was before she got married."

"Before her marriage, I helped her pick out this apartment."

"Because she said, that place would be her home, and we would always be able to see each other regularly."

"Her house was on the first floor, but I felt it wasn't safe, so we compromised on the second floor. We were really close then, almost meeting every day."

Once she started talking about Leng Fei, she seemed to have endless stories to share.

I learned a lot, like how their contact gradually lessened due to Xing Zhaoping's interference. Later, Xing Zhaoping even bought a new house, and they seldom returned to this place.

They occasionally talked on the phone when Xing Zhaoping wasn't home.

"Did you notice anything strange about them?"

She immediately replied, "I felt Xing Zhaoping was too controlling of Feifei. Sometimes, he wouldn't even let her visit her parents."

"She had very little social life and was confined to the house most of the time."

We were so engrossed in the conversation that she didn't notice how long Jiang Xiaoyu had been gone.

She continued, clearly resentful towards Xing Zhaoping, her voice rising a few notches.

"I discreetly mentioned my concerns to Feifei."

"But she said Xing Zhaoping was just being a bit chauvinistic and did that because he loved her too much."

As she finished, she took a sip of tea, and just then, Jiang Xiaoyu emerged.

"Miss Hao, thank you. Your restroom is really clean."