Smack! The glass shattered on impact, glass shards scattered everywhere.

“Who told you to go see her?”

“I... I just...”

The man was flustered. He only wanted Zhao Hua to stop investigating further, not to upset her.

The woman seemed to notice his unease, stroked his head, and comforted him, “It's okay, I'm not blaming you. I just don't want you to take any risks. Be good.”

The man looked at the woman's stunning face, smiled foolishly, hugged her, and mumbled, “Alright, alright. I'll listen to you from now on.”

“Morning, Zhao Lu.”

I nodded at her, “Has Xiao Du arrived?”

“Yes, she's waiting in your office.”

I pushed open the door. Du Ruoyi was sitting in the light, bathed in brightness, like an angel descending.

“Sis, you're here.”

She smiled sweetly as usual, but I felt something was off. The smile didn't reach her eyes; her gaze was hollow.

Fatigue, or perhaps illness or injury?

“Is everything resolved?”

“Huh?” She was taken aback, then seemed to remember that she had told me she took a leave yesterday due to family matters. I'm not the type to pry into others' private affairs. With a legitimate reason, I approve leave.

From the looks of it, her issues were quite serious this time.

“It's all resolved. How's the case with Leng Fei?”

I didn't intend to ask too much and followed her lead, “Xing Zhaoping had an affair. There's also a mysterious woman, but we don't know what her relationship with Xing Zhaoping is.”

“Then let's check out the places Xing Zhaoping frequents. We might find some clues.”

I patted her on the shoulder, “You’re a promising student.”

“Should we bring Jiang Xiaoyu along?”

I looked at her with a smile, somewhat teasingly, “What? Miss him after just a day?”

“No way, he doesn't need me to miss him.”

Now she was more like the old Du Ruoyi, just a child.

“Alright, back to business. Xing Zhaoping's daily routine isn't complicated. The places he visits the most are the bookstore downstairs at his company, then his home, and finally this place.”

“A tea house. He goes there twice a week, very consistently, for three hours each time.”

“So where do we go first, Zhao Jie? Shouldn't we call Jiang Xiaoyu?”

I turned and gave her a strange look. This girl seemed suspicious. Since when did she get so close with Jiang Xiaoyu? Could it be that I’m out of favor?

“No, we'll split up. You go to his company, and I'll go to the tea house.”

“Alright.”

Before I could say a few more words, she vanished in a flash.

I first went to get the car, only to encounter—

“Aren't you supposed to be at work?”

“Sis, I'm injured, and you still don't want to take me along.”

His expression made it seem as if I owed him millions.

I got in the car helplessly, seeing him still standing there with a pitiful look. I spoke impatiently, “Are you coming or not? Do I need to invite you?”

“Coming, coming.”

His face changed quicker than turning a page, and he hopped into the car energetically. Where was the lethargic little fish from moments ago?

I really didn't want to know him. Is it too late to drive off now?

Definitely too late; one foot was already in my car. I didn't want to be accused of murder.

“Sis, where are we going?”

“What? Didn't the little traitor tell you?”

Jiang Xiaoyu quickly covered his mouth, “I didn't say anything. You guessed it yourself. It's not my fault.”

Really want to smash his head to see what's inside.