At the ti, overwheld by the shock of Mr. Sheng’s sudden death and the series of subsequent blows, Tang Yanqi had no mind to think of anything else, but thinking back now, was it really normal for her to just fall asleep at the Sheng Family’s ho?
It’s not that she is making excuses for her negligence, it’s just that in retrospect, it’s odd that on that day, all the servants of the Sheng Family were out, and Mrs. Sheng and Mr. Sheng were also out. Just this alone is not normal.
And then there’s what happened later...
Even though at the ti the Sheng Family’s old house only had her and Mr. Sheng, Tang Yanqi was not as restrained as usual, but no matter how you put it, it was still the old house. She always felt highly tense there, so why did she feel drowsy that day?
She doesn’t have the habit of napping, her sleep is light, and she is particular about where she sleeps. So how co she fell into such a deep sleep on a bed she was unfamiliar with at the old house? Is that normal?
But no matter how much she speculates, it’s all just her imagination, reaching conclusions out of thin air without a shred of evidence.
Li Lani’s words cannot be taken as evidence. As Tang Yanqi returned to her room, the chill that had been temporarily suppressed by Sheng Jianan’s arrival re-erged.
If all these speculations and imaginations were true, just how cruel could that woman’s heart be?
Mr. Sheng was already in the late stages of cancer; each day he lived was a struggle. Such an elder who persevered through the torturous illness did so only because he couldn’t let go of his grandchildren, rely hoping to see the Sheng Family continue with his own eyes.
Could she even lay hands on such a person?
Perhaps she hadn’t done anything directly harmful to the elder’s life, but for an elder with not many days left to live, even the smallest thing could be a harbinger of death. Was she really in such a hurry?
Tang Yanqi closed her eyes; the kindest is the human heart, and the cruelest is also the human heart.
To herself, to her, to Tang Ruhai, to Shen Wanqing, to Mr. Sheng, that woman truly could be so ruthless.
Even though countless thoughts surged in her mind, Tang Yanqi did not reveal anything in front of Sheng Jianan. She wanted to get to the bottom of this matter, but for now, she had no clues.
To openly investigate Mr. Sheng’s death would definitely not be kept from Sheng Jianan. When he asks then, what will she say?
If those things were true, could he really withstand such a blow?
Many people may think that in a relationship, it’s only right for the man to protect the woman. But she loves him, and she also wants to protect him.
So things can remain everlasting mysteries, but so things are destined to burst forth.
When Tang Yanqi was still in a whirl of confusion with not a single clue, she unexpectedly received a call from Bai Bing.
It had been a long ti since they last t.
On the other end, Bai Bing’s voice was sowhat deep, and her tone unprecedentedly serious. Over the past half month, Bai Bing had been busy studying for exams, so they hadn’t gathered in a long ti. Although Tang Yanqi detected that Bai Bing’s tone was off, she didn’t ask much over the phone.
On Saturday morning, she had Sheng Jianan drop her off at Bai Bing’s apartnt. After entering, Tang Yanqi discovered that she was the only one in the house; Qi Cheng and Bai Xue, who had just returned from their honeymoon, were not there.
Bai Bing’s complexion looked sowhat poor as she pulled Tang Yanqi to sit on the sofa.
With a puzzled expression, Tang Yanqi looked at her, "What’s wrong?"
Bai Bing opened her mouth but then closed it again, only speaking after a while, "Wait a mont."
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