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Chapter 152 The truth about death
It hits the heart directly. Lin Xuan is very accurate in grasping human nature.
Similarly, he also has a deep insight into the complicated relationship between Su Zimo and Ye Wanqing.
Years ago, Ye Wanqing disappeared without a trace as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth. Qin Huai heard from Qin Zhuyu that she had returned to her hometown.
During the six years that Ye Wanqing was the daughter-in-law of the Lin family, Lin Xuan had never heard of her returning home.
However, this year, she suddenly embarked on her journey home, and was gone for more than three months.
At first, he mistakenly thought that Ye Wanqing was deliberately avoiding him.
But after she decisively rejected him, he left with his self-respect and never humbled himself in front of her again.
Her reasons for avoiding it seemed flimsy.
If she wasn't trying to avoid him, then the only reasonable explanation was that she was running away from Su Zimo.
After all, that night, Su Zimo was the only one who, like him, accidentally broke into Ye Wanqing's villa.
Ye Wanqing and Su Zimo had a deep friendship, and the five million she asked for when she got married was also for Su Zimo. Logically, she had no reason to avoid Su Zimo.
The answer was obvious, and he could guess it without even thinking too much.
Ever since his divorce from Ye Wanqing, Su Zimo's name has often been tied together with Ye Wanqing's. Su Zimo even implicitly expressed his admiration for Ye Wanqing in a certain program.
If Ye Wanqing really had feelings for Su Zimo, she would not have asked him for the five million in that way six years ago.
The only reasonable explanation is that Su Zimo is deeply in love with Ye Wanqing, and he has already revealed his feelings to Ye Wanqing.
Although Lin Xuan didn't dare to say that he fully understood Ye Wanqing's temperament, from her attitude towards him, he could guess how she would treat Su Zimo.
However, her "special treatment" of Su Zimo was even more "resolute" than that of him.
She avoided Su Zimo simply because she didn't want their relationship to become irreparable and didn't want their years of friendship to vanish into thin air.
Ye Wanqing has always been so protective of Su Zimo, so how could she easily let Su Zimo know about her past?
Lin Xuan could comprehend this principle, and Su Zimo could also understand it.
Compared to him, Lin Xuan might really be more suitable to help Ye Wanqing let down her guard.
Su Zimo pursed his lips tightly, his fingers holding the cup turned white from the force, and he fell into a long silence.
Lin Xuan was calm and composed. He took a sip of tea and then slowly spoke, "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. I will get to the bottom of it sooner or later. But whether Ye Wanqing can hold on until I find out the truth is hard to predict."
Su Zimo bit his lips fiercely until they bled, and his mouth was filled with a faint taste of blood: "Lin Xuan, you are such a despicable villain."
Facing his accusations, Lin Xuan's dark eyes remained calm: "Perhaps your own thoughts are too dark."
Su Zimo was slightly startled. He wiped his face vigorously and said, "My brother's accident has nothing to do with Sister Wanqing."
Lin Xuan tapped the table lightly with his index finger. He remained silent, just staring at Su Zimo quietly, waiting for him to continue.
"Actually, that night, my brother was getting ready to go on the night shift. After dinner, they had an argument for some unknown reason. I was hiding in my room reviewing my homework. When I noticed something was wrong and rushed out, I saw Sister Wanqing fiercely throwing my brother's phone to the ground."
Su Zimo's tone was filled with sadness. "My brother lost his phone that night. When the fire broke out, he was trapped in the storage room. With no one to call for help, he could only watch the fire rage in despair."
"The fire originated from the warehouse downstairs. The wind was strong that night, and the warehouse was filled with flammable materials. The fire quickly spread throughout the building. My brother..."
Su Zimo's voice choked with sobs. "When we found him, he was unrecognizable. If it weren't for the bracelet on his hand, we wouldn't have believed it was him."
"Sister Wanqing took me to the accident scene. She appeared calm on the surface, but her hands were frighteningly cold. She didn't come to the funeral either. It wasn't until six months later that she reappeared in my life."
Su Zimo's eyes were red. "That day, I had just finished my final exams. Sister Wanqing was waiting for me at the school gate and told me that I would have to depend on my grandma from now on."
Having said this, Su Zimo lowered his head deeply.
Lin Xuan gently turned the teacup in his hand: "And then? You lived together like this? Was she emotionally stable?"
Su Zimo shook his head and said in a low voice: "That's not the case."
"My grandmother passed away during my second year at Sister Wanqing's house. During the wake, she remained silent, tears streaming down her face. In the months that followed, I noticed she often stayed up late.
In order to raise me, she started working part-time since her freshman year, and came home less and less often. The chances for me to see her became increasingly rare, but I could sense that she was not happy.
"I've seen her secretly taking medicine several times, but she always remained silent when I asked. In fact, I know what the medicine is without asking. When she has a fever, she always mutters to herself, 'I'm sorry, don't leave me'. She chose to marry you because -"
Su Zimo paused again, and his voice stopped abruptly.
"Why?" Lin Xuan asked.
Su Zimo avoided Lin Xuan's gaze: "Because of me."
Lin Xuan already knew all this.
Su Zimo talked a lot, and Lin Xuan knew everything he wanted to know.
"Thank you." Lin Xuan thanked him lightly, then stood up and left.
"Hey, you--" Su Zimo came to his senses and found that Lin Xuan had disappeared outside the box door.
When Lin Xuan walked out of the hotel, he found that it was drizzling.
He waited at the door for the driver to arrive and took the opportunity to light a cigarette.
The smoke entered his lungs, making him feel a little more sober.
Thinking back to Su Zimo's words, he couldn't help but frown.
The car arrived quickly, and the cigarette was only half burned.
Lin Xuan put out the cigarette without hesitation, threw it into the trash can next to him, and then got into the car.
"Mr. Lin, where are we going next?" asked the driver.
"Back to the capital." The capital is not far from here, about an hour and a half drive away.
"Okay." The driver didn't dare to say more. The man in the rearview mirror was obviously in a heavy mood.
Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was suffocating.
The car stopped downstairs of Changxing Building, and the driver did not dare to disturb Lin Xuan who was resting in the back seat.
After hesitating for a moment, the driver said softly, "Mr. Lin, we've arrived at the company."
Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window, "You should get off work."
The driver was stunned for a moment, then quickly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car: "Then I'll be leaving first, Mr. Lin."
"Yeah." Lin Xuan responded, got out of the car, walked around to the driver's seat, and drove to Ye Wanqing's villa.
When we arrived at Ye Wanqing's villa, it was four o'clock in the afternoon. The sky in the capital was still bright and had not yet been shrouded in darkness.
Lin Xuan got out of the car, walked slowly to the door and rang the doorbell.