“Being the cause of Hailan’s death has already made it impossible for you to forgive me. You will kill me if you have the chance, so what’s the difference if I kill another person?”
Gu Mingchen glared murderously at Xia He. Right then, Xia He took out her gun and pointed it at his head. “Search for that woman. If you can’t find her in half an hour, she will die.”
“I will hunt you to the ends of earth if you hurt her.” Gu Mingchen said hatefully.
“Hah, you’ll regret it, Gu Mingchen.” Xia He felt sad for one moment, and then she opened the window and jumped out.
Gu Mingchen hurled the phone to the ground angrily. He shouldn’t have left Bai Rong alone and put her in danger.
“Bai Rong. Bai Rong!” Gu Mingchen yelled.
Bai Rong looked down and leaned against the wooden pillar as she kicked the table in the cellar. The porcelain cup fell to the ground and broke apart.
Gu Mingchen heard it, so he lied against the ground to hear the sounds from the underground. “Can you hear me, Rong?”
Bai Rong kicked the table again, and Gu Mingchen quickly knocked on the floor. When he noticed the floorboard beneath the bed, he flung it open before jumping down.
After turning on his flashlight, the man saw Bai Rong. A moment later, he quickly untied her and ripped the tape off her lips. “Sorry, Rong. I shouldn’t have left you alone.”
“It’s fine. I understand. Let’s go up now.” Bai Rong said gently. She was extraordinarily calm. The woman didn’t even feel afraid when she faced three dastardly villains, so being tied up was nothing for her.
The moment they got out, Bai Rong said, “I know who the killer is, Gu Mingchen.”
“Xia He? Doesn’t seem like it.” Gu Mingchen replied.
“No, it’s Tang Xiaojiu, the only survivor. They dug out a thousand gold bars. Governor Cheng didn’t take all of them. There were other people involved. The villagers didn’t die of disease. A genocide happened. Tang Xiaojiu is the village head’s son, so he wants revenge. I suspect that he’s the one who drank with the fruit stall owner.” Bai Rong guessed.
“Did Xia He tell you this?” Gu Mingchen said nonchalantly.
“She wanted me to tell you that she was framed. Now she’s trying to prove her innocence and wants you to stop hunting for her.” Bai Rong replied.
“Do you believe her? She wouldn’t be hiding here if she’s trying to get evidence. I did not accuse her wrongly. Only she, Hailan, and I knew about the plan, but what happened? Our operation was exposed, while Xia He disappeared. Hailan was burned to death in the end. If she wasn’t the one who leaked it, who else could it be? Me?” Gu Mingchen said coldly. He then stood up and turned his head aside.
Bai Rong could see that he was trying to calm down.
“Did anyone overhear you when you reported this to your superior?” Bai Rong’s womanly instincts told her that Xia He was telling the truth.
“There was no superior. We were the only ones who knew. I don’t want to talk about this. Let’s end this here.” Gu Mingchen went out of the room.
Chen Zhi came over to report, “I found a grave at the lake, Chief, exactly like how we have discussed. All the corpses were there. What weird is that someone was paying them tribute. There are apples, bananas, and even pears. They’re all fresh, so the one who paid this tribute must have come over this morning.”
Bai Rong smiled, but she didn’t reply. The woman quickly hiked the mountain, for she didn’t want to slow down everyone’s progress.
It was already 4 p.m. when they returned to the car. None of them had lunch.
Bai Rong looked outside the window, while Gu Mingchen frowned as he looked at her. “I wasn’t venting on purpose. Meeting Xia He here was unexpected. My temper went out of control. I’ll keep it in check next time.”
Bai Rong said nothing. She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. What is love? Is it to care, listen, admire, and care about your other half? Is it staying together forever? Or is it just a way to fill in the gap of a partner and take the responsibility of reproducing?
If it was the former, Gu Mingchen would listen to her no matter what she said. If it was the latter, he would refuse to listen to her, perhaps even feel frustrated and disgusted.
Is it still love if I don’t want to continue anymore? Or maybe I just don’t love him enough. After all, it had only been a month and might not be enough time for her to love wholeheartedly.
Her heart was sensitive and brittle, and yet it was resilient. She had always been a passive person. Bai Rong wasn’t a simple woman. Thanks to society’s lessons, she learned to be selfish and scheming.
She would repay someone’s kindness multiple times through, no matter how much was needed of her. But if they were unkind to her, she would slowly close her heart to them.
Gu Mingchen rested her head on his shoulder. Bai Rong wasn’t ready to be intimate with him after they had just fought. She needed time to be alone. The woman opened her eyes and leaned against the chair before her, her head against her arm.
Gu Mingchen felt something tugging at his heart and it was aching.
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