Sheng Weiwei glanced out of the car window and saw that Gu Qingcheng had bought a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store and was walking back, so she put Gu Qingcheng's wallet back in its original place.

  Gu Qingcheng got on the bus and seemed to have not seen the wallet that had fallen onto the seat, so he sat down directly and lit a cigarette. "Let's get going."

  Sheng hummed softly, glanced at the cigarette butt on Gu Qingcheng's hand with sparks jumping on it, and said: "You still don't quit smoking now. If Yang Shuoxiao were in the car, your son would definitely be deeply poisoned."

  Gu Qingcheng placed his hand lightly on the car window frame, "But she's not here now."

  Yes, she's not here, and you dare to smoke like that. Xing Wei thought angrily in her heart.

  Leaving Yang Muxiao unloved, and actually having a crush on that old woman! Leaving Yang Muxiao unloved, but instead liking Qin Shuang first is one thing, at least she's a delicate flower. That old woman is almost fifty years old, isn't she?!

  Wei Wei's brain was about to explode, just as the red light was in front of her, she accidentally stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake. There was a car in front of her. With a loud crash, she rear-ended it.

  Gu Qingcheng turned around and looked at Sheng Weiwei.

  Sheng Weiwei was a bit wronged, but at this moment, facing Gu Qingcheng, she didn't have the slightest sense of guilt.

  "Since we've bumped into each other, why are you staring at me like that?"

  Gu Qingcheng extinguished the cigarette butt and opened the car door to get out directly.

  The car in front was hit from behind by an Alto.

  Yes, even Audi is not counted, it's just an Alto.

  So, it's easy now. Although the responsibility lies entirely with Sheng Weiwei, when Aotuo's driver saw the luxury car behind him, his eyes almost popped out, and he didn't even call the police to report it. Gu Qingcheng directly settled privately with money, taking whatever amount was given, and drove away quickly.

  Sheng Weiwei leaned against the car door and rolled her eyes upwards, "Tsk, how lame."

  Gu Qingcheng walked past Sheng Weiwei and pushed her forehead with his hand.

  His car can only be taken for repair tomorrow, but it can still drive back now.

  Sheng Weiwei drove all the way to drop off Gu Qingcheng at Zijin Garden, so she wouldn't be returning to the Shen residence today. She might as well spend the night at Zijin Garden.

  She had been stifling her anger all the way, ever since she saw that photo in Gu Qingcheng's wallet. She really wanted to grab Gu Qingcheng's collar and interrogate him. What the hell was going on? Had he taken a liking to her stepmother?!

  How can you be so blind?

  Just like He Sheng Hao Dong, they are all possessed by evil spirits!

  Sheng Weiwei followed behind Gu Qingcheng and walked forward. When they arrived at the front, Gu Qingcheng entered the password to open the door.

  "I'll be sleeping here tonight."

  Gu Qingcheng tossed the car key aside and rubbed his temples with his fingers, "Whatever."

  Sheng Weiwei was slightly angry.

  Why didn't she go and question Gu Qingcheng?

  She wants to confront Gu Qingcheng!

  Yes.

  Sheng Weiwei thought for a moment and then walked out of the room she had always lived in at Zijing Garden, rushing forward, and suddenly bumped into... Gu Qingliang.

  Gu Qingliang was wearing pajamas and had a very unhappy look on his face after being bumped. "Can't you watch where you're going?!"

  Sheng Weiwei: "!!!!!!"

  Then, Gu Qingliang's small spark successfully ignited Sheng Weiwei's fuse, and with a loud bang, it exploded.

  "Who do you think doesn't have eyes? You're the one who doesn't have eyes! Who do you think you are? You're just a private-born daughter picked up from outside, what qualifications do you have to argue with me here? I'll tell you, if I let my dad come over, he can crush you in minutes, try it and see!"

  Sheng Wei's slender waist was pinched, and a pair of beautiful eyes were filled with angry light.

  Gu Qingliang and Sheng Weiwei had never gotten along, but they had also never confronted each other directly. Occasionally, they would mutter a few words to each other, but they wouldn't talk to each other. Moreover, Sheng Weiwei had gone to live with the Shen family a long time ago, so they didn't even have the opportunity to run into each other.

  Now Sheng Wei shouted loudly, causing Gu Qingliang to choke and his face turned red.

  "I won't take it seriously with you."

  Gu Qingcheng turned and left, but Sheng Weiwei was now at full combat power and could find someone to vent her inner anger on, so she wouldn't let him go.

  "Gu Qingliang, you're now staring down the barrel of a gun. I'm telling you, if I don't knock you down tonight, from now on, I'll be walking out of this gate at Zijing Garden backwards!"

  ………………

  Gu Qingcheng came into the study, first sent a copy of the hospital's appraisal report to Gu Zhenyu, and then sat at the desk waiting for Gu Zhenyu's phone call.

  As expected, Gu Zhenyu called back within three minutes of receiving the inspection report.

  "What's going on here?"

  Gu Qingcheng could imagine that his father's face on the other end of the phone was filled with shock, no less than Huang Manju's when she fainted in the hospital.

  Actually, after all these years, more than 20 years have passed, Gu Qingcheng is no longer entangled in the matter of Gu Zhenyu's betrayal and infidelity to his mother.

  "As you can see, Dad," Gu Qingcheng pointed to several words on the computer screen inspection report, "Gu Qingliang is a fake, she is not Huang Manru's daughter."

  "How is it possible?"

  Gu Zhenyu interrupted Gu Qingcheng's words: "How is it impossible, unless you have another mistress outside, and then Gu Qingliang is the daughter born between you and that woman."

  "Gu Qingcheng!"

  Gu Zhenyu should have understood by now, his own son is also of this temperament, has always been so.

  Gu Qingcheng's tone was still calm: "I've already sent Gu Qingliang back, after she returns, you can find someone to personally go and verify the DNA, it will be clear at a glance."

  "Does she... know?"

  Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow: "Who?"

  "Manzhou..."

  In an instant, Gu Zhenyu's voice had aged a lot.

  "Alright," Gu Qingcheng said, "I'll get her to take a DNA test, how could she possibly not know."

  And when Huang Manru woke up in the hospital, her first words were to ask Gu Qingcheng to find her daughter.

  He hung up Gu Zhenyu's phone and Gu Qingcheng had a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

  The battle between Sheng Weiwei and Gu Qingliang outside the door has reached a boiling point.

  Gu Qingcheng listened to the increasingly fierce quarrel outside the door and closed his eyes.

  He picked up his mobile phone and dialed Shen Zhenliang's number: "It's me... haven't slept yet? Help me answer the phone."

  Then he immediately got up, opened the door and pulled Sheng Weiwei in with one hand.

  Her slightly puffed up cheeks, "What's wrong?"

  Gu Qingcheng hugged his arm: "Attorney Shen's phone call, he's looking for you."

  As he spoke, he directly handed his mobile phone over to Sheng Weiwei and stuffed it into her hand.

  Sheng Weiwei: “......”

  Gu Qingliang and Sheng Weiwei quarreled, but not a single ray of light could be gained from it. It was purely a physical fight, and as the illegitimate daughter, her status was originally lower than Sheng Weiwei's, so she seemed to have no confidence in speaking up.

  Gu Qingcheng called Sheng Weiwei into the study, then closed the door and looked at Gu Qingliang coldly, "You'll pack your bags and return to S City tomorrow."

  Gu Qinglan furrowed her brow: "Why?"

  "You've gone back, Gu Zhenyu will tell you."

  Gu Qingliang took a step forward and directly grabbed Gu Qingcheng's arm, his tone already softened, "Brother, is there something you can't tell me?"

  Gu Qingcheng slightly turned his head, looking at Gu Qingliang's hand grasping his arm. His thin and cool gaze moved from the hand up to scan Gu Qingliang lightly.

  Gu Qingliang was stunned by Gu Qingcheng's gaze and loosened his grip on her arm.

  She had been afraid of Gu Qingliang since she was a child, not without reason. She had always been intimidated by the icy aura that seemed to surround Gu Qingcheng all year round. Although Gu Qingcheng had never made things difficult for her, she couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt whenever she came into contact with him.

  Gu Qingcheng entered the study, where Sheng Weiwei was sitting in a chair at the desk, with a faint smile on her face and one hand holding her phone.

  "No way, I'm definitely fine, it's all Gu Qingcheng talking nonsense, don't believe him!"

  Gu Qingcheng walked over to a sofa on one side and sat down, casually picking up a magazine and flipping through two pages.

  Sheng slightly turned over, leaning against the back of the chair, "Alright, you go to sleep early too, we still have work tomorrow."

  Until Shen Zhenliang hung up the phone, Sheng Weiwei's mouth corners rose with a smile. When she saw Gu Qingcheng sitting on the sofa, her smile froze, and she let out a hum from her nose, putting the phone on the desk in front of Gu Qingcheng, then turned around and walked out the door.

  ………………

  The final exam results were released just a week after the exam week and can be checked online.

  Yang Fuxiao received the notice from her class and called Meng Xi, holding the phone with one hand and clicking the mouse with the other, entering her student ID to check her grades. She took a look and saw that she had passed all of them, although her scores weren't great. But for this last exam, she didn't have high expectations anyway.

  The phone was answered at the other end, and Yang Xiao said: "Our results are out."

  Meng Xi coughed twice: "Oh, help me check it out, my student ID is: 101xxxx45."

  Yang Fu Xiao had her phone tucked under her shoulder, quickly dialing the number and hearing Meng Xi's voice sound a bit weak, "What's wrong? Do you have a cold?"

  Meng Xi murmured "uh-huh", "a little".

  Yang Fuxiao helped Meng Xi check her grades and said: "I'll send you your grades, they're all passed..."

  "It's over, no need to send it."

  "Remember to drink more water and take cold medicine."

  Yang brushed off the dawn, after repeatedly instructing a few words, hung up Meng Xi's phone, and still felt a little uneasy in her heart. Now that it's so cold outside, she didn't know if the apartment suite where Meng Xi lived had heating or not.

  She simply took her purse and went out.

  Downstairs, Wei Ting asked: "Miss Yang, are you going out?"

  Yang nodded: "I'm going to see a friend."

  She stopped the car at a pharmacy by the road, went in and bought many cold medicines, including those for wind-heat type colds, clear-heat type colds, and viral colds. She carried them to Meng Xi's apartment suite, took the elevator to the sixth floor, and then called Meng Xi, "I'm now at your doorstep, come out quickly and open the door."

  There was a brief silence on the phone, followed by Meng Xi's voice: "Okay."

  The apartment suite here is not bad, Yang Fuxiao was originally worried that there would be no central heating, but now as soon as he enters the floor, he can feel the warm air emanating from underground, it seems that Meng Xi doesn't have to worry.

  Yang Fu Xiao looked around and saw which door opened.

  "Dawn!"

  Listening to the sound, Yang Wuxiao looked towards the third door on the left corridor and walked over directly, "This is considered the first time I've come, let me get familiar with the door."

  As soon as she entered, Meng Xi felt warmer and was still wearing her pajamas. Her long hair was messy and scattered over her shoulders. She opened the door for Yang Xiao and then turned around to lie down on the bed, pulling the quilt over her body and covering her head.

  I don't know what kind of feeling it is, as soon as Yang Fuxiao came in, she smelled a strange smell, possibly due to the long-term lack of opening windows for ventilation, making the room feel stuffy and unpleasant.

  Yang Mo Xiao put down her bag and went straight to the window to open it for Meng Xi, letting in some fresh air from outside.

  "Have you taken your medicine?"

  Meng Xi only exposed a pair of eyes and shook his head: "No."

  Yang went to the kitchen to pour hot water, but found that the water coming out of the thermos was only warm. She frowned, realizing it had been a long time since she last boiled water.

  She plugged in the electric kettle, boiled a pot of hot water, took out the cold medicine she had just bought, asked Meng Xi about her symptoms, and then gave her some wind-cold tablets to take.

  "Have you eaten?" The bricklayer replied.

  Meng Xi took the pill and said, "Nothing."

  Yang Furong was so angry that she wanted to knock Meng Xi's head off, wondering what was inside her brain.

  "Have some water, I'll go cook a bowl of noodles for you."

  The apartment Meng Xi rented was not very big, with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, but it was well decorated and had all kinds of household appliances.

  Yang Mu Xiao took a look at the room's layout and decoration, pursed her lips.

  This house is definitely not cheap to rent, I don't know how Meng Xi could afford such a good apartment suite, Yang Fuxiao remembers that Meng Xi was very frugal before.

  But since Grandma Meng has a sum of condolence money, Meng Xi's financial situation should not be as tight as before.

  Yang Fengxiao took out two eggs from the refrigerator and made a bowl of egg noodles for Meng Xi. When he came out of the kitchen, Meng Xi was already sitting up against the headboard.

  Meng Xi was really hungry, Yang Fu Xiao cooked a large bowl of noodles, with two poached eggs on top. As a result, Meng Xi drank the soup and ate everything clean, leaving Yang Fu Xiao staring in surprise.

  Because of Meng Xi's impression, her food intake has always been very small.

  "Is it enough?"

  Meng Xi took a tissue and wiped her mouth, "That's enough, such a big bowl of noodles."

  Yang Mo Xiao took the bowl and put it aside, stroking his chest, "The feeling you gave me just now by eating this bowl of noodles is like... a bucket."

  Meng Xi didn't react for a moment, and when he did, he directly threw one of the pillows at Yang Duoxiao, "You're calling me an idiot behind my back!"

  Yang Duoxiao dodged the incoming pillow by leaning to one side, and smiled: "You should eat more, I think you've lost weight."

  Meng Xi's spirit wasn't great, probably due to a cold and a slight fever. Yang Fu Xiao wanted to take her to the hospital to see a doctor, but Meng Xi said: "I'll be fine after resting for a bit, I haven't slept well in two days, I almost took sleeping pills."

  Yang Fu Xiao heated a cup of milk for Meng Xi before leaving, which helped with sleep. After she finished drinking and collected the glass, she unintentionally saw two white pills and a soft gel capsule scattered on the ground.

  Isn't this obviously the medicine she just gave to Meng Xi for her to drink?

  Yang Fu Xiao thought it was a pill that had fallen out of the medicine package, so she didn't suspect anything and put it in a thermos on Meng Xi's bedside table, telling her to drink plenty of water.

  ………………

  Yang Mo came out of Meng Xi's rented apartment and received a call from Gu Qingcheng.

  "Is there time now? Let's have a talk."

  Hearing Gu Qingcheng's voice transmitted through the thin electric current, Yang Fuxiao's heart still felt like it had been electrocuted.

  Yang Mu Xiao knew that Gu Qing Cheng would call her, since returning from the ski resort, the two had basically not seen each other, and there was no news about Gu Qing Cheng investigating the car accident.

  She took a glance at the time and felt it was a bit late, so she directly refused.

  "It's a bit late today, I'll contact you proactively tomorrow."

  She took the line and got on the back seat of the car, feeling a bit dizzy.

  When driver Liu asked her where she wanted to go, she inexplicably said "Zijing Garden".

  Yang Fuxiao leaned against the back of the seat, thinking about things, and didn't even know what address he had just reported. The driver, Liu Shu, glanced at Yang Fuxiao through the rearview mirror but didn't question him, and turned the car towards Zijing Garden.

  Yang Fuxiao got off the car and walked directly into the Zi Jing Garden, not realizing something was off until she stepped into the elevator.

  She looked up and glanced at the advertisement on the elevator, only to realize that the address she had just given to Driver Liu was actually Zijing Garden!

  Yang Fuxiao patted her forehead with her hand, it must be Gu Qingcheng's phone call that made her dizzy, how could she come to Zijing Garden at this time.

  At this time, the elevator had arrived at the floor where Gu Qingcheng lived. Just as Yang Fuxiao pressed the first floor button again, the elevator door opened, and standing outside was Gu Qingcheng.

  When Yang Mu Xiao saw Gu Qing Cheng, the first thing that came to mind was to avoid eye contact, and only later did she react, realizing that the figure etched in her retina was indeed Gu Qing Cheng.

  Gu Qingcheng was holding a trash bag in his hand, not wearing an overcoat, but only a black woolen sweater under the shirt, and still wearing glasses on the bridge of his nose.

  Because of the approaching New Year, Li Auntie from Zi Jing Yuan went abroad to find her daughter, so some things at home still need to be sorted out and cleaned up by herself.

  Gu Qingcheng saw Yang Muxiao's gaze without any ripples, stepped into the elevator and asked, "Down or up?"

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't hesitate at all and directly said: "Get down."

  Gu Qingcheng pressed the elevator's door-close button, with one hand in his pocket, staring at the two silhouettes reflected on the elevator wall. "Is it because you saw me? I remember that someone said over the phone earlier that we shouldn't meet today, too late now."

  Yang Furong slightly lowered her head and didn't say a word.

  "Have you eaten?"

  "I've eaten."

  Yang Fu Xiao definitely hadn't eaten. At Meng Xi's apartment, she only cooked noodles for Meng Xi and didn't even eat a single strand of noodle herself.

  The elevator doors opened in front of her, and Yang Xiao saw that Gu Qingcheng had no intention of taking the lead to walk out, so she took the initiative to take a step forward first. As a result, Gu Qingcheng caught up with her in two steps, and one hand had already grasped her wrist.

  "What if I haven't eaten yet?"

  Yang Mu Xiao was held by Gu Qing Cheng's wrist, and couldn't break free. Hearing Gu Qing Cheng's words, he suddenly laughed, "If I haven't eaten yet, then eat, you tell me what I can't eat."

  Gu Qingcheng slightly lowered his gaze, looking at Yang Fu's eyes, "Maybe."

  Yang Furong understood Gu Qingcheng's meaning after a moment, and her face turned red with embarrassment. She tried to shake off Gu Qingcheng's hand, but he held her wrist tightly, making it impossible for her to break free.

  "Gu Qingcheng!"

  "No one is doing it," Gu Qingcheng lifted the trash bag in his hand, "Now I even have to throw away my own trash."

  Yang Mu Xiao was amused by Gu Qing Cheng's pitiful tone, "You have hands and feet, why can't you do it yourself? You used to be in the army too, now you're not a young master who needs servants to cater to your every need. Your cooking skills are even better than mine."

  "But I just want to eat the meal you cook, it's been a long time since I've had one."

  Anyway, whatever Gu Qingcheng says is the truth. Yang Fuxiao came here and no matter what he said, it was all in vain. It's like accompanying Gu Qingcheng to throw away trash and then following him back again.

  Yang Mu Xiao originally thought that Gu Qingliang was still there, and just two days ago, she heard Sheng Weiwei talking about how much he liked Gu Qingliang. But after entering the room, she didn't see Gu Qingliang anywhere, not even a shadow of any female belongings.

  "Has Gu Qingliang left?"

  Gu Qingcheng saw that Yang Wuxiao was looking for something and said: "Return to your hometown."

  Yang Fu Xiao didn't think deeply and assumed that going back to his hometown was the same as going back to S city. It's almost New Year, he should go back to take care of his family, except for Gu Qing Cheng who needs to accompany Shen Wan Jun at the Shen's house.

  Since Yang Mochen has come, she is here to cook. Now that everyone has arrived, she won't decline politely and she's also a bit hungry herself.

  Yang suddenly remembered the pancake that her grandmother had taught her before, a golden crispy scallion oil pancake. She especially wanted to eat it, so she found some flour. On this side, the electric rice cooker was cooking porridge, thinking of stir-frying a vinegar-braised cabbage, and kneading dough to make an egg pancake.

  The dough is a bit unskilled now. Yang Fuxiao twice added too much water, and the dough has become a paste.

  She squatted down to scoop up the flour with a spoon, Yang Xiao scooped up the flour and stood up, only to find Gu Qingcheng standing behind her, turned around and bumped into him, and the flour in her hand was all spilled.

  Gu Qingcheng's black sweater and pants were all covered in flour, while Yang Fuxiao looked a bit better because she was wearing an apron.

  "Weren't you watching TV outside? When did you come in?"

  Gu Qingcheng shrugged: "Just now, I just wanted to help you."

  Yang Brushed off at dawn without a word, what help is this, it's simply counterproductive.

  She had Gu Qingcheng stand at a safe distance of three steps away from her before turning around to make scallion pancakes with ease.

  Gu Qingcheng went to change his clothes and came back, this time standing a bit further away, leaning against the refrigerator door, watching the busy figure in front of him.

  Dinner will be served in half an hour.

  Yang's scallion oil pancake was thick and not crispy at first, but later it became especially successful, just like the one I had from my grandmother's hands.

  Gu Qingcheng ate a pancake, took a mouthful of pickled Chinese cabbage with vinegar, and drank a sip of porridge.

  "How's the taste?"

  He nodded: "It's just that there is no meat."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  I want to eat meat.

  Yang Fu Xiao lowered his head and drank congee, refusing with two words: "None."

  Actually, Gu Qingcheng is more shameless than anyone else when he doesn't behave himself.

  Since she had come this time, Yang Xiao decided to sit down and have a good talk with Gu Qingcheng about the two things she needed to understand.

  Gu Qingcheng took out a pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table and placed it lightly on the desk, pulled out a cigarette and held it between his slender fingers, but didn't light it up, instead rotating it back and forth between his fingers.

  After Yang Fu Xiao finished speaking, Gu Qing Cheng raised his eyes and said, "Didn't you hire a private detective?"

  Yang Furong was taken aback for a moment, but quickly regained her composure and said, "Yes, I did look for it, but the information I got was inaccurate."

  "Was it because Shen Jia-yu wasn't trustworthy?"

  Yang Furrowed her brow, this was her own business, but after being exposed by Gu Qingcheng, she still couldn't accept it in her heart.

  "So you're coming to me again now?"

  Yang Fuxiao finally couldn't bear it anymore. Gu Qingcheng's sudden change of face was as astonishing as flipping through a book. Just now, he was still begging her to cook and wanting to eat meat.

  "We previously agreed to cooperate and share information, you also promised to investigate the truth about Xu Muhuang's car accident."

  This was the last thing Yang Mu could do for Xu Mochen.

  Gu Qingcheng hooked up his lips and said, "Yes, data sharing, have you checked it out?"

  Yang Duoxiao nodded, to ensure her sincerity, she directly put the information about the person who died in the car accident that Anna had given her earlier on the coffee table for Gu Qingcheng.

  Gu Qingcheng picked up the materials from the coffee table and flipped through them casually.

  Yang Fuxiao could tell from Gu Qingcheng's expression that he was not interested in her information at all. Firstly, he pretended to be, and secondly, he had already investigated it himself.

  "Have you found out already?"

  Gu Qingcheng put the materials on a table to one side, "Yes, this person has been dead for three years, and there is only an old lady over 80 years old left at home."

  Yang Fu Xiao furrowed his brow: "Then this old man..."

  "Still searching."

  Yang brushed off the dawn, lowering his head and pointing to the materials on the table with his finger. "This is my sincerity, what about yours?"

  She can now only trust herself, and the words of others are only 80% believable.

  Gu Qing's gaze fell on Yang Mochen's face, full of profound meaning.

  He put out the cigarette on the coffee table and stood up from the sofa, "Follow me."

  Yang Fuxiao followed Gu Qingcheng upstairs and into the study. She hesitated for a moment before following him in.

  The decorations in the study were still the same as before. As soon as Yang Xiao entered the study, his eyes first looked at the tea table on the wall side, and he could vaguely see the loose floor tile on the ground.

  Gu Qingcheng noticed Yang Fuxiao's line of sight, had already squatted down to move the floor tiles away, and took out that black diary from inside, letting him take a look.

  "There is a diary and a ring inside, now the diary is in my hands."

  Yang Muo subconsciously reached for his chest.

  Around her neck was still the necklace that Xu Muhuang had given her, and below it hung the diamond-studded ring.

  Yang Muxiao first saw the ring and thought it was from Gu Qingcheng, but in fact, it was chosen by Xu Muhuang for her, only to be given to her three years later.

  It was also because, at that time, when Gu Qingcheng put the ring on Yang Fuxiao's right ring finger, it was just the right size, which made Gu Qingcheng completely convinced that Yang Fuxiao was the "her" in the diary.

  Gu Qingcheng looked into Yang Fuxiao's eyes: "Do you know what's inside?"

  Yang Furong stared at this black leather book, she had already guessed it.

  Gu Qingcheng said: "It's Xu Muhuang's diary."

  Yang's eyes flickered with a hint of movement, she moved her lips, and finally asked: "You don't know Xu Muhuang, do you?"

  It's as if the Shen Wanjun from before had seen him, but the normal Shen Wanjun now didn't remember Yang Mo and naturally didn't know about that split personality.

  Gu Qingcheng said: "I don't know, I had a feeling later and only confirmed it after reading the diary."

  Yang Fu Xiao pursed her lips, and indeed, her guess was not far off.

  She wanted to take the diary from Gu Qingcheng's hand, originally thought that Gu Qingcheng would promptly withdraw his hand and not let Yang Mochen get it, but unexpectedly, he directly handed it over.

  But as soon as she got it in her hands, she understood why Gu Qingcheng didn't stop her, because she simply couldn't open this diary, the fingerprint recognition didn't match, no matter what she did.

  Gu Qingcheng said: "Inside are some things that Xu Mochen recorded about you and her three years ago, do you want to see?"

  Yang Fu Xiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I want to see."

  Gu Qingcheng placed the diary on the desktop, pressed his index finger on the fingerprint recognition lock, and with a click, the diary opened.

  Yang Fuxiao opened her diary.

  On the cover page was a sunflower drawn with colored pencils, next to which was written a sentence in familiar handwriting: May you bloom like a flower.

  "3.11 Clear"

  This is the first time I've seen her.

  At driving school.

  She had bad luck, following the most ruthless coach, several girls around her were all cried by the coach, but she never cried, although she often made mistakes during practice, and once even crashed the driving school's car into the wall, as a result, was scolded by the coach with his usual skill.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at this familiar handwriting and suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  It turned out that when she first noticed Xu Mochen, he had already noticed her.

  Actually, at the driving school that time, she was almost driven to tears by her instructor, but because of a bet with Xin Man, as long as she passed all three subjects without being driven to tears by her instructor, Xin Man would wash Yang Fu Xiao's socks for a month!

  Yang Wenshuo was willing to risk everything for this one-month-old sock.

  Anyway, it's not like she hasn't heard unpleasant words before. It goes in one ear and out the other. She had endured enough at the Yangs' place, so pretending to be innocent is nothing new for her.

  It wasn't until a month later, after she and Xu Mochen confirmed their relationship, that she was able to correct the impression of being tough and unyielding that she had given at their first meeting.

  Yang Muhe first noticed Xu Mochen in a stationery store outside of school.

  At that time, it was raining heavily outside. Xu Muhuang got caught in the rain and his hair stood on end. He brushed it with his hand, and the raindrops jumped around.

  At that time, Yang Moxiao was standing beside Xu Murong. Xu Murong lowered his head and brushed a strand of hair, splashing water all over Yang Moxiao's face, with cool water droplets on her neck.

  "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

  Xu Muhuang hastily apologized and saw that Yang Fuxiao's neck and face were covered in water droplets, so he directly used his sleeve to wipe her clean. Where the sleeve couldn't reach, he used his hand.

  Xu Muhuang was the first person of the opposite sex to touch her face.

  Moreover, he is also in contact with Zheng Da Guangming, who has a calm and composed expression, making others think that it's not good to have any evil thoughts.

  "5.2 Torrential rain"

  In a stationery store, I saw her when it was raining heavily. She ran out of the barracks without an umbrella and her jacket was dripping with water.

  I saw her and ran to the stationery store, the salesperson standing at the entrance of the stationery store stopped me, I stood there and flowed down, I directly pressed my bag on the counter and walked in.

  I walked over to where she was picking pens and pretended to pick some too, then casually lowered my head to shake off the water on my hair, and really splashed her all over.

  I hastily helped her wipe it off, and as my fingers touched her soft cheek, the delicate sensation was like a jolt of electricity to my heart.

  She said it was all right, her voice as sweet and clear as she was.

  But she must not know, I did it on purpose, haha, just forgive me like that.

  Yang Mo suddenly burst out laughing, then wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, unsure if it was from laughter or tears.

  Gu Qingcheng sat on a chair, looking at Yang Fuxiao sitting on the sofa, lowering his head, opening his diary and flipping through it page by page.

  She kept her head down, and Gu Qingcheng couldn't see her expression.

  However, when he first flipped through this diary in Gu Qingcheng's place, the detailed accounts of everything big and small made it seem like he had watched a long movie. Another person inside him told him to treat her well.

  Suddenly, a faint whimpering sound came over.

  Gu Qingcheng recalled his thoughts and saw that Yang Moxiao had already covered her mouth and cried out.

  The diary had just been flipped halfway through, and Yang Xiao directly flipped it to the last page.

  It's a letter with fresh handwriting and heavy ink, and the date on it is from those two days when we went to the ski resort.

  Yang Fuxiao sensitively discovered that on one side of the diary, a page had also been torn off.

  And this paper, with its light gray stripes, Yang Xiao suddenly felt a little familiar.

  She suddenly remembered that it was a torn paper she had picked up in this study, and then taped together with transparent tape.

  Her first impression was right.

  That piece of paper was written by someone else for Gu Qingcheng, and that person was not someone else, but Xu Muhuang, or it can be said that it was Gu Qingcheng himself.

  Gu Qingcheng got up and walked over to Yang Mianxiao, sitting down gently beside her.

  Yang Fu Xiao's tears fell and wet the page, the words were a bit blurred, Yang Fu Xiao hurriedly went to wipe them away, but suddenly smudged the black ink.

  Gu Qingcheng stretched out his hand and directly pressed Yang Bufei onto his shoulder, with one hand protecting the back of her head and the other stroking her back.

  Yang Mo Xiao didn't struggle and fell onto Gu Qing Cheng's shoulder.

  Written to Gu Qingcheng is: You must be good to Yang Fu Xiao.

  To Yang Fuxiao: "Fuxiao, whether it's me or him, we're all the same. I'll always be by your side, forever. Don't push me away."

  ………………

  Yang Fuxiao knew from the very beginning that Gu Qingcheng was blocking her way and not letting her leave, which definitely meant no good. Since she had come up, he would definitely not let her go downstairs easily.

  She cried for a while, releasing all the depression that had been building up in her heart during this time. Her inner burden was lifted, but her eyes were heavy, and her crying made them swell. She didn't know when they would recover.

  She rubbed her eyes and the person in front of her handed her a hot towel that had just been washed.

  Yang Mu Xiao said a "thank you" and then took the hot towel to cover his eyes, applied it for a while, feeling that his eyes were no longer sore, he got up to leave.

  Gu Qingcheng behind him said: "Your equal data has not been obtained yet."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and turned over, looking at Gu Qingcheng: "What?"

  Gu Qingcheng waved his hand: "You tell me about Xiao Duanwu and Zou Bo's cause of death."

  Zou Bo is Uncle Beggar, he is also Father Dragon Boat.

  "This is my sincerity," said Gu Qingcheng.

  Yang Furrowed his brow, just wanting to say something, when a sudden ringtone interrupted him.