"Alright, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Yuyan stood by the window, her expression somber, her mind filled with those intermittent dreams. In them was a girl holding a rose, a little girl who kept calling for her mother...
Lost in deep thought, she was unaware that Nangong Feifei was standing at the bottom of the staircase.
Because the elevator was taking too long, Nangong Feifei had chosen to take the stairs, after all, it was only the third floor.
But just as she reached the second floor, she suddenly heard Tang Yuyan’s voice overhead.
She halted, her frown deepening as she listened to the strange conversation.
What did it mean that Tang Yuyan and Tang Xinruo might be the same person?
She looked up toward the top of the staircase, only to see footsteps gradually fading as Tang Yuyan returned to the ward.
Meanwhile, at the Gu Mansion.
Dressed in an expensive mink coat and looking flamboyant, Chen Peifang was about to leave the house.
Standing at the door, she seemed to be waiting for someone to pick her up, and while waiting, she took out a mirror, clearly about to meet someone, undoubtedly a man.
At that moment, a figure appeared before her.
She lowered her makeup mirror and looked over the man wearing a baseball cap.
The man looked up, a smile tugging at his lips, "Chen Peifang?"
Chen Peifang paused, "Who are you?"
Chen Peifang frowned. What would a detective want with her?
She decided not to engage and began walking along the pathway leading to the community entrance.
"Tang Xinruo, do you know her?"
Watching her retreating figure, the man suddenly spoke.
Chen Peifang stopped, her expression turning ugly.
She turned back to face the man, "What exactly do you want?"
"Just wondering if you know Tang Xinruo."
Chen Peifang glanced at him, "Since you are a detective, do I really need to answer that question?"
Everyone who knew Gu Zhendong knew that she was his second wife and so naturally knew Tang Xinruo, the former wife!
"And what about Tang Yuyan?" the man asked again.
Chen Peifang’s expression became even uglier.
"I don’t know her!" She said, turning to leave.
"Really don’t know her? I heard you and Tang Xinruo had known each other for a long time and had a good relationship?"
"So what? What does that have to do with you?" she said, putting on the airs of Mrs. Gu as if realizing something, "Who sent you?"
"..." Chen Peifang froze, her face turning pale in an instant.
"Impossible! Tang Xinruo disappeared twelve years ago!"
"Disappeared? How are you so sure she disappeared?
"Nonsense, Gu Qiangwei has been searching for her all these years to no avail, either she is dead or she has evaporated from the face of the earth. How could she possibly send you?"
"Tang Xinruo indeed evaporated, but Tang Yuyan has come back. Mrs. Gu, you must be familiar with the name Tang Yuyan, right?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Peifang’s expression turned extremely ugly.
Back then, envious of everything Tang Yuyan had, she had purposely sabotaged things to pair Chen Lan with Nangong Mingchuan, making Tang Yuyan misunderstand Nangong Mingchuan and thus lose everything.
She thought this matter would be forever buried and unknown, since Chen Lan had died, Gu Zhendong had also died, and Tang Xinruo had forever disappeared.
Why, who exactly sent this detective?
"And ’Chen Lan,’ this name, I assume you are familiar with it too?"
Chen Peifang looked up, her face instantly turning as white as snow.