Yan Xixi suddenly felt a bit scared, but she quickly contained that fear and simply stayed by Wan Donglin’s side. Deep down she understood that ever since she first set foot in here, Wan Donglin had regarded her as his wife—he loved her, actually a long, long ti ago.
She imdiately gained infinite courage.
On the second floor, the once stunning array of paintings and calligraphy were all gone.
Only Liu Daqing was walking back and forth with her hands behind her back, and beside her stood four or five bodyguards.
Wan Donglin strode up: "Mom..."
Liu Daqing turned her head, and following her gaze, Wan Donglin was extrely shocked to see that the floor on the second floor had been pried open in a chaotic ss, with various gaps, and even the sofa cushions had been cut open, and even the walls were scraped chaotically...every possible place to hide things had been thoroughly searched.
How many people would have to co to achieve such massive destruction?
"How much was lost?"
Liu Daqing said in a deep voice, "Not much was lost, only the last remaining batch of paintings was taken..."
Those paintings were from the late Qing and Republic periods, and not by any famous artists. During multiple transfers, these items, because they took up a lot of space but weren’t very valuable, were postponed.
Liu Daqing stayed during this period precisely to handle this batch of things, to properly place them so they wouldn’t be ruined, but unexpectedly, they were looted so quickly.
"On the surface, it looks like a break-in theft..."
But, even a fool knows, would a break-in theft really pry up the floor? The other party was clearly searching for important docunts, but had never found them.
Wan Donglin breathed a sigh of relief, and Yan Xixi also felt slightly relieved.
Liu Daqing looked at her, she nodded, bowed, and remained quietly silent.
"Let’s talk after we go back."
The little house with its red bricks and green tiles felt different than usual, the air itself was tense. The two of them simply washed up and ate simple als.
Yan Xixi noticed that the mother and son had sothing to discuss, so she naturally got up: "Empress Dowager, I’ll make you a cup of coffee first."
Wan Donglin laughed and said, "The coffee Xixi makes is the best in the world."
Liu Daqing responded quite gently: "Then I have to try it."
Once the study door was closed, Liu Daqing finally let out a long sigh.
Wan Donglin’s smile also disappeared: "Mom, what exactly was lost?"
Liu Daqing pondered for a long ti before saying: "A handwritten letter from your father is missing."
Wan Donglin was shocked. Only then did he understand why his mother hadn’t ntioned it before.
"What was this secret letter about?"
Liu Daqing sighed deeply: "Your father was good friends with Old Zhou before he passed, and they both knew many secrets about each other. But later, Old Zhou beca too high-profile and did things more ruthlessly, garnering a worse and worse reputation. Especially after his original spouse died, your father might have thought that he was leaving no room, not aligned with him anymore, and gradually distanced himself. Later, soone ca looking for your father..."
That person was now Old Zhou’s biggest rival.
That secret letter concerned this person.
"A few of them once had a secret eting. The specific content of that eting, I know nothing about. Your father never ntioned it, only vaguely guessed that they destroyed a large batch of important docunts at that ti. I estimate that in your father’s letters, there would be records regarding this matter..."
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