Chapter 52

Chapter 52: Mu Yan Was Not Dead!

“Sure, Boss Shi Yue. Don’t worry, I’ll do my best.” Li Wen swore confidently.

He actually delivered. That afternoon, he arranged a meeting with that netizen.

She was about Jiang Shi Yue’s age, with delicate features, and she looked a little nervous.

When Jiang Shi Yue arrived, Li Wen was still feeding the girl cheesy pickup lines.

He leaned one hand against an invisible wall and pressed the other to his heart, full of affection. “Do you smell something burning in the air? That’s my heart burning for you.”

Jiang Shi Yue walked over with a smile. “I smell it. Is it charcoal-grilled pork heart?”

Li Wen choked for a second, then turned and flashed a smile even more eager than spring flowers. He pointed at the seat beside him. “Boss Shi Yue, sit, sit, sit.”

Jiang Shi Yue ignored him. She reached out with a warm smile. “Hello. My surname is Jiang.”

When she smiled, her eyes curved and a small dimple appeared faintly. She looked sweet and easy to like.

For some reason, the netizen felt an instant goodwill toward her. The greasy feeling she had gotten from Li Wen disappeared, and she let out a quiet breath. She shook Jiang Shi Yue’s hand. “Hello. My surname is Zhang.”

She really had not been talking nonsense online. Her family truly knew a bit of what happened back then. Her grandfather had been a driver for the Mu Family, and the Mu Family’s young master really had liked a girl named Shen Mo. The Mu Family did not oppose it, but later Shen Mo killed herself, leaving only a regretful ending.

“Back then, Young Master Mu was heartbroken and went abroad. That was how the matter ended.” The netizen spoke with mixed feelings.

Li Wen, sitting beside them, listened until his eyes turned red. He almost wanted to cry for someone else’s love story.

But Jiang Shi Yue frowned, genuinely surprised. “You said Young Master Mu went abroad. Didn’t he die for love?”

“Die for love? How could that be?” The netizen looked at Jiang Shi Yue in surprise. She laughed, as if Jiang Shi Yue’s words were ridiculous. “He’s alive and well. He just never married.”

Mu Yan was not dead!

Those simple words were like a pebble tossed into a calm lake, sending ripples spreading outward – even the darkest depths began to churn.

One stone set off a thousand waves…

Jiang Shi Yue thought for a few seconds, then smiled. “I only heard it from others. When Young Master Mu went abroad back then, was anything unusual?”

“Unusual?” The netizen shook her head. “I don’t really know. My grandfather resigned not long after. But I heard him say that before Young Master Mu left the country, he got seriously ill. He looked like he’d lost his soul. He didn’t speak all day, just sat there blankly. I heard going abroad was to treat his illness.”

“Being separated by life and death makes longing turn into sickness.” Li Wen sighed. “Young Master Mu was truly devoted.”

Jiang Shi Yue said nothing. She did not think Mu Yan had been sick at all. She had seen Mu Yan’s psychic entity with her own eyes at South City Villa.

Either way, it all had something to do with that person surnamed “An.”

But at that moment, her phone rang again.

This time it was Fu Qing Han’s secretary, Song Jun Hao.

On the line, Secretary Song Jun Hao only said a few words, calm as ever. “Song Li Na had an accident.”

An accident?

Not murdered, and not suicide out of guilt. Song Li Na had killed Shen Mo and escaped punishment for more than twenty years.

She cherished her life, and she loved herself even more. How could she commit suicide?