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Volume Three: A Handsome Man with a Kind Heart and Understanding

Yang Nianqing was startled, then glared at him and said, "Why did you slam the door like that? Did you want someone to find out?"

Li You surprisingly nodded: "Exactly."

She was stunned.

Sure enough, voices rose from the surrounding area.

Why did this guy deliberately slam the door to alert others? Yang Nianqing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on, and opened her arms to hug Li You tightly.

Li You was taken aback.

After a while.

He murmured, "Miss, this is a man's action. Besides, I've let you hug me many times. Now... don't you think it's a bit inappropriate?"

“Wrong, now is the perfect time,” Yang Nianqing still clung to him tightly, sneering, “How do I know you’re not trying to frame me again? If they mistake me for the murderer, you might just abandon me and run away!”

sigh.

"I am already yours, how dare you run away?"

"I misspoke, stop talking nonsense," she punched him hard, then said disdainfully, "You playboy, I wouldn't even take you if you paid me!"

The screams and cries coming from inside the house, the commotion in the courtyard—it was all expected. Faced with such an event, all the servants were terrified.

On the high wall, the shadows of tree branches covered the two people.

Lying in Li You's arms, Yang Nianqing looked at the chaotic scene in the courtyard and asked in confusion, "You... you alerted them all. What are you planning?"

Li You didn't answer, but instead asked, "What would you do if something happened to someone?"

"Of course, we should report it to the police."

"Then?"

"And then?" Yang Nianqing was taken aback, then her eyes lit up. "Notify his relatives and family members as soon as possible! If that 'Lin Daiyu' is really Lin Xing's sister, she will definitely come out!"

She looked at him excitedly and exclaimed, "Smart!"

However, they were soon disappointed.

It seemed that the Lin family really did have only one master. The servants were all panicked and afraid. Some called for someone to report to the authorities, while others discussed asking for witnesses. They were in a flurry of activity for a while before they gradually calmed down.

"Uncle Zhang, you've been in charge of everything while the young master is away. Now it's your turn to make a decision!"

"Yes, whatever you say is the best course of action, we'll do it..."

"..."

The old man surnamed Zhang seemed completely bewildered, jumping up and down in a panic: "Don't you know that I'm just like you, I haven't been with the young master for very long..."

moment.

A more level-headed servant suddenly spoke up, reminding them, "Now that the young master has been murdered, someone must stand up for him. But he has no relatives at all. What should we do?"

One of the servants indeed said, "By the way, I remember the young master vaguely mentioned that he has a maternal uncle in Lin'an. Uncle Zhang, why don't you go and ask Old Man Huang in Shuijing Lane first? He came with the young master back then, so he should know some details."

“Yes,” the old man said immediately, “two of you go and report to the authorities, while Wang San and I will go find Old Huang.”

"..."

The people in the courtyard started getting busy again, no longer as clueless as before.

The two people on the wall were stunned—could it be that this "Lin Daiyu" didn't actually live here, or was she someone "shady"? Otherwise, how could these people not know her?

The night's busy work had yielded some results, but because she returned so late, Yang Nianqing woke up a little late the next day. When she went to look for Li You, she found that they had already gone to the city to negotiate with the government offices. It seemed that they were preparing to investigate the Lin family's case legitimately.

Feeling incredibly bored in the afternoon, Yang Nianqing thought of the Lantian jade hairpin and styled her hair to put it on. Although she couldn't see any effect in the bronze mirror, her mood was still different—playboy, he deserves to lose money!

Yang Nianqing wanted to find Tang Kesi to ask about something, but Tang Kesi was not there. It was said that she had gone to find Xiao Ling'er. Only then did Yang Nianqing remember what happened last night. That beautiful woman was probably still sad about the misunderstanding last night. Suppressing her bitterness, she had no choice but to walk back alone. She watched as Qiu Bailu treated the flowers for half a day, and it was already getting late.

dusk.

He Bi and the others have been gone for a day, and there's still no sign of them.

Yang Nianqing glanced at the sky and muttered to herself as she walked, "It's so late, why aren't they back yet!"

There was a person standing on the road ahead.

He was facing the pond, standing with his hands behind his back, as if he were deep in thought. However, when Yang Nianqing walked over, he immediately turned around to look at her.

A pair of pitch-black eyes, as deep as an abyss.

Yang Nianqing exclaimed, "It's you!"

He raised an eyebrow: "Didn't expect that?"

Seeing that he had resumed his disrespectful demeanor, Yang Nianqing immediately stopped and looked around warily: "What... are you doing here?"

"This is Tang Family Fortress, why can't I be here?" A lazy smile appeared, tinged with a hint of mockery. "Why don't you come over? Are you afraid I'll eat you?"

eat?

Thinking back to how he almost "ate" her that night, Yang Nianqing felt a little embarrassed, but she still glared at him fiercely and took two steps back.

Suddenly, everything went blurry.

In the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of me, a wicked grin on his face: "Trying to escape?"

What does this BT want to do now?

Yang Nianqing trembled all over: "Hey, don't..."

"Would you like to talk to me for a bit?"

Stunned.

Jun's smile widened, all traces of ambiguity vanished, replaced by a playful and smug expression. He was different from when they first met; his clothes were much simpler today, and coupled with his natural, carefree demeanor, he seemed even more endearing.

Seeing that he meant no harm, Yang Nianqing finally felt relieved and glared at him with some annoyance.

She was initially furious at Tang Keyou's rudeness that night, but seeing him like this now, and remembering Madam Ye's instructions, she became happy for him instead.

More importantly, the secret in his heart might be the key to solving the case.

No matter how high the wall is, it can't stop the winter chill from creeping in. By the pond, the withered branches and fallen leaves, set against the gloomy twilight sky, look even more desolate than during the day.

He sat casually on the stone railing, hugging his knees as he looked at her.

His words and actions were so casual, showing no trace of the decorum expected of a young master from a noble family. Yet, it was precisely this carefree and unrestrained demeanor that made people feel inexplicably sorry for him.

After feeling sorry for him, Yang Nianqing finally felt uneasy under his gaze.

Yang Nianqing understood that to get someone to reveal a secret, you must first gain their trust. However, seeing his expression, perhaps because it was the first time she had made a friend with an ulterior motive, she couldn't seem to use any of her usual flirting techniques.

So she couldn't help but glare at him and push him: "Hey, you asked me to talk to you, why aren't you saying anything?"

He said lazily, "Go ahead."

What can I say?

"casual."

Yang Nianqing was both amused and annoyed, and said irritably, "If Young Master Tang has nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

A hand grabbed her.

"Don't go."

Her arm was gripped tightly, and her tone even carried a hint of pleading. Looking into those abyss-like eyes, Yang Nianqing truly couldn't bear to leave.

But the awkward silence between them was really embarrassing. Yang Nianqing hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but tentatively ask in a soft voice, "You... are you really your mother?"

In an instant, his deep eyes suddenly sharpened, and his voice took on a cold tinge: "I don't want to investigate the case."

silence.

Yang Nianqing's eyes darted around, and she comforted him, "Things will always pass. Actually... things might not be what you think. Did you know that Lin Xing died last night?"

Tang Keyou was indeed startled: "Dead?"

Yang Nianqing nodded: "If it's really what you think, how could she have killed Lin Xing as well? Also, there's something you didn't see yesterday; the problem might be with you..."

She suddenly stopped talking. Whether it was her father or her mother who betrayed him, he would always be heartbroken.

Tang Keyou was stunned.

After a while.

He slowly shook his head: "You don't know, that day..."

What exactly happened? He really knows the secret! Upon hearing the key details of the case, Yang Nianqing immediately perked up her ears.

But then he suddenly stopped talking.

His deep eyes gazed at the sky, then at the surface of the pond. His nonchalant demeanor was even more heartbreaking. Yang Nianqing could no longer bear to press him, and could only remain silent with him.

for a long time.

He chuckled and said, "She has always doted on my sister and me since I can remember."

A mother's love is indeed great, but don't children also care about their mothers?

Yang Nianqing remained silent.

Suddenly, a pair of hands gently embraced her waist.

He sat there casually, leaning against her, and murmured, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I don't want to investigate. Mother would never betray Father..."

Although he spoke with absolute certainty, his voice lacked any weight, sounding light and empty.

Is he afraid?

Seeing his actions, Yang Nianqing felt something was amiss, but she still felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to push him away. She could only sigh and let him hold her, feeling puzzled.

What secrets does he know?

After half a day, Tang Keyou finally came to his senses and immediately let go of his arm. A rare look of embarrassment appeared on his handsome face.

This unrestrained young master can be embarrassed? Thinking of how he used to flirt with beautiful women, Yang Nianqing chuckled inwardly: "It's okay, I'll lend you my shoulder."

Tang Keyou was taken aback for a moment, then a hint of a smile appeared in her eyes: "Your surname is Yang?"

"Huh?" Yang Nianqing was taken aback, then nodded. "Yes, how did you know?"

"I heard it from Sisi. Your name is Yang Li?" He stood up lazily and jumped down from the stone railing. "It's getting late. Go back to your room and don't wander around."