“Tsk tsk tsk~ Why aren’t you leaving?” Mo Cinian sat leisurely on the rattan chair, while Lin Qingqiu stood stiffly beside him.
“Stop changing the subject. What did you mean by what you just said?” The girl’s face was tense, her eyes locked tightly onto Mo Cinian.
“Relax~ come, sit down, and let’s talk slowly!” Mo Cinian scooted over and patted the chair.
Lin Qingqiu frowned and shot him a look of disdain. “I’m not sitting. Just say it here!”
“With that attitude… you’re making it very difficult for me, you know? Who are you showing that face to?” Mo Cinian’s tone abruptly turned cold.
“You…” Lin Qingqiu was momentarily speechless, only able to glare at Mo Cinian fiercely.
If looks could kill, Mo Cinian would have been dead countless times already.
Well then — before, Lin Qingqiu merely found him annoying, but now… she probably hated him to her bones.
But he didn’t mind.
Though math teachers always said to show all the steps, he never cared about the process — only the result.
“Honestly, I think sometimes the truth isn’t that important. Let bygones be bygones. People shouldn’t live in the past, right?” Mo Cinian added nonchalantly.
His provocation clearly worked.
Lin Qingqiu’s heart was a mess. She had always suspected her parents’ deaths — a sudden car accident? Both dying together? It was too suspicious. She had secretly investigated before, but as a mere student with no social footing, how could she possibly uncover anything? Still, her instincts told her it wasn’t that simple.
…
“Can you tell me now?” After much internal struggle, Lin Qingqiu finally sat down beside Mo Cinian.
This was the first time in her life she had sat so close to a man. The unfamiliar proximity made her skin crawl with goosebumps.
“See? So impatient.”
“But since I said I would tell you, of course, I’ll keep my word.” Mo Cinian grinned and casually wrapped an arm around her slender waist.
“You…” Lin Qingqiu’s body froze, and a blush crept up her cheeks.
“Put… put your hand down!”
Put it down? Impossible~ Young lady, you’re still too naive. Not going further was already polite enough.
“Alright, alright~ Let’s get to business.”
Hearing this, Lin Qingqiu’s ears perked up, her expression turning serious.
“Did you know… your grandfather once made a will?” This chapter is updated first at g.com.
“A will?”
“He intended to transfer the company shares to your father… and then, your parents died.”
Lin Qingqiu’s mind went blank for a moment.
After a long pause, she asked, “Was it my uncle… was it Lin Hua and the others who killed my parents?”
“Not too dumb after all~” Mo Cinian chuckled.
Lin Qingqiu clenched her fists tightly, but then stared sharply at the man in front of her.
“I didn’t know any of this. How do you?”
Mo Cinian burst out laughing, “Hahaha… What don’t I know? If I wanted, I could even find out when you had your first period and what brand of pads you used.”
[Just kidding, host. Don’t get too creepy.]
“……”
Naturally, Lin Qingqiu wasn’t in the mood to banter.
“Why are you telling me all this?”
“Why? You’ll find out soon enough.”
“I’m not going to believe you just based on your words. Even though I don’t like my uncle and the others, I won’t be fooled so easily.”
Her response made Mo Cinian nod approvingly.
Good, the destiny-bound female lead still had some IQ left. Even now, she could stay rational.
He pulled out his phone and sent a message to Chen Jiu.
A few minutes later…
Chen Jiu, dressed in black, walked into the hospital room. The moment he entered, he was startled by the sight — his young master was hugging Miss Lin? Their relationship seemed much closer now?
But he quickly averted his eyes.
“Young Master, here are the printed documents.”
“Good~ thanks for the trouble.”
“No problem.”
…
“See for yourself. These are all the records I could find — detailed evidence of Lin Hua and the others hiring killers, with proof of the money transactions.”
Mo Cinian tossed the file onto Lin Qingqiu’s lap.
She picked it up and started flipping through it, her shock deepening with every page.
There were photos, transaction records, chat logs — all chilling to the core.
“Heh… two lives, and they’re only worth a million yuan?” The girl let out a bitter laugh, but her furious gaze couldn’t be hidden. Her expression even started to twist slightly.
“Actually, even without these documents and photos, it’s not hard to guess who benefited the most from your parents’ deaths.”
After all, evidence could be forged. But from the look on Lin Qingqiu’s face, it was clear she had already believed it.
Which meant… she had always suspected Lin Hua and the others deep down!
Mo Cinian, enjoying the chaos, knew very well that Lin Qingqiu was teetering on the edge of blackening.
“Let me guess… you probably suspected them long ago, didn’t you? But you couldn’t find evidence, so you had to give up. Maybe deep inside, you were still fantasizing… that they were your ‘family.'”
“Clinging desperately to that pathetic shred of family love?”
His voice was like a demon’s whisper, endlessly battering Lin Qingqiu’s mind.
Having already read the script, Mo Cinian knew all about Lin Qingqiu’s background.
Her life was a mess — lost as a child, spending eight years in an orphanage before being found by the Lin family. She barely had time to experience parental love before her parents died.
She longed for love and family. Even though she despised Lin Hua and the others, deep down she still wanted to hold onto that pitiful family bond.
“Stop it…” Lin Qingqiu’s emotions were on the verge of collapse.
Stop? No way!
Because not long ago, he discovered something very interesting:
[Ding! Female lead ‘Lin Qingqiu’ emotional collapse. Host gains 2000 collapse points!]
That’s right!
Even the female lead could generate collapse points!