Wen Xin’s palms were slightly damp, and she felt a moment of panic.
She stared at Shen Yan with eager anticipation, hoping for a different answer.
But who would have thought—
“I told you, you’re my sister.” His gaze, so close, revealed a deep seriousness, as if it could pierce straight into her heart.
The last time she’d seen that look in his eyes was four years ago. Back then, he had also rejected her with that same earnest expression.
Calm, devoid of any excess emotional impurities.
She awkwardly let go of his hand, the corners of her lips curving slightly, but her heart felt clogged and heavy. “I’m not listening.”
For Shen Yan, as long as he hadn’t actively acknowledged this relationship, he would never allow it to develop.
Wen Xin turned and walked straight around to the passenger side, opened the door, got in, and buckled her seatbelt without being asked. Her clear, bright eyes were veiled with a misty layer, and she kept her gaze fixed out the window.
The car sped all the way to Moon Lake View.
After watching Wen Xin go upstairs and seeing the light in her apartment turn on, Shen Yan finally turned back and drove to the Criminal Investigation Unit.
At 8:30 PM.
Wen Xin’s beauty account “Little June” went live on schedule.
Chen Chuan had just opened the livestream back at the unit when the viewer count had already surpassed 100,000. Wen Xin, with no makeup on, spoke slowly, “Today I want to do a ‘scheming makeup’ look for everyone—the kind that makes the person you’re pursuing think you’re naturally beautiful.”
“Little June, are you in a bad mood today? Why do I sense a hint of sadness from you?”
“The pursued one? Is Little June chasing after some guy?”
“Which guy is so clueless? Chasing someone shouldn’t require our Little June to make the first move!”
Chen Chuan, eating his spicy hotpot, muttered to himself, “Yeah, a real clueless guy.”
The moment Shen Yan stepped into the office area, he heard his voice.
Startled, Chen Chuan quickly waved his hands in explanation, “Boss, not talking about you—don’t take it personally.”
“It’s Little June’s livestream. I’m just boosting her viewer count.”
Why did it feel like the more he explained, the worse it got? Chen Chuan decisively shut his mouth.
Just then.
Wen Xin’s sweet, playful voice came through the phone, seemingly answering a fan’s question.
“There is a guy I really like, but he feels really hard to win over.”
The livestream chat erupted in a frenzy.
No internet celebrity had ever publicly admitted in their own livestream that they had someone they liked—especially with hundreds of thousands of fans watching.
As she spoke, she continued doing her makeup, occasionally sharing key points.
Standing at the office door, Shen Yan heard her last remark and gave a helpless smile.
Just then, Jiang Shisan walked into the office carrying Qin Lang and He Yu’s statements. He handed the organized documents to Shen Yan.
“Boss, Qin Lang admitted to his relationship with He Yu and the harassment of Wen Xin. But there’s one thing neither of them will admit to.”
Shen Yan quickly flipped through the statements in his hand, scanning ten lines at a glance, then looked up and asked, “Regarding Xie Aixian’s death, He Yu also has an alibi?”
Jiang Shisan nodded. “Yes. He Yu admitted that she sold the mung bean cakes to Xie Aixian, but her real reason for quitting was that Qin Lang couldn’t give her a future and was obsessed with livestreaming. The reason she went after Wen Xin this time was that she couldn’t stand how Qin Lang was spending all his time on Wen Xin.”
“Qin Lang and He Yu have known each other since childhood. He’s a son-in-law who married into the Xie family—no dignity, so he took the risk of being with He Yu.”
“According to Qin Lang, Xie Aixian knew about the intimate relationship between the two of them, yet she did not stop it. Instead, she chose to end her own life. Why is that?” Shen Yan raised the question.