Ling Chuxia gave it some thought, quickly threw off the covers, got out of bed, slipped into her slippers, left the bedroom, and ran towards the study.
Upon entering the study, Ling Chuxia sat down at the desk, turned on the computer, and her fingers danced rapidly over the keyboard, searching for various news and gossip about Li Qian’s husband.
After all, know thy enemy, win every battle.
As soon as she searched, the gossip about Li Qian’s husband came pouring out. Ling Chuxia glanced over and her eyes slightly widened.
Compared to Shi Che, Li Qian’s husband’s scandals were explosive. And surprisingly, there were even news articles about Li Qian herself.
Ling Chuxia browsed through them all, suddenly laughed, and thought no wonder Li Qian was always watching her, hoping she’d be unhappy. It turned out that she herself was unhappy, so she came to her to find a sense of balance.
Ling Chuxia’s hand on the mouse tightened slightly and her red lips pursed. No matter what, she absolutely couldn’t lose to Li Qian tonight.
Today, as soon as Shi Che stepped into the office, Xiao Zhao reported to him the information he had been asked to investigate the day before. He reported on Ling Chuxia’s recent life in great detail, which was mostly the same as usual; she spent much time at home gardening, occasionally going to the beauty salon, and visiting the big shopping malls, but she mostly stayed at home. As for the old house, Mrs. Shi had not sought out Ling Chuxia recently, not even a single phone call had been made.
Shi Che listened to Xiao Zhao’s words, his gaze slightly darkened. He leaned slowly back against his chair, his long fingers lightly tapping on the desk surface as he frowned and pondered for a moment, "Is that all?"
If it was just this, Ling Chuxia certainly wouldn’t have called him.
Shi Che’s dark eyes narrowed slightly and he tapped the desk again, speaking in a deep voice, "Think again."
These three words, though spoken indifferently, weighed heavily on Xiao Zhao, who tried hard to remember. But the information he had gathered was only this; what else could there be?
Suddenly, something seemed to dawn on Xiao Zhao; his eyes lit up, and then he pulled out an envelope from the stack of folders he was holding, stepped forward, and placed it in front of Shi Che, saying, "President Shi, I think it might be related to this."
Shi Che’s dark gaze slowly fell on the invitation.
An invitation to a university reunion.
He looked at it and suddenly remembered that around this time every year, the university reunion was usually held. However, Shi Che and Ling Chuxia had only attended the year they got married, and after their relationship soured in the following two years, Ling Chuxia had not gone, and neither had he.
So Ling Chuxia was going this year? Was that why she called him?
Shi Che reached out his hand, picked up the invitation, and his expression became even more shadowed. As he looked at it, he hooked his lips into a smirk and let out a cold laugh.