According to Leng Mochen’s account, it turns out that during the car accident, he wasn’t completely unconscious, so he vaguely remembers some things.
He heard someone at the accident scene say:
"Well done! That Ah Fa sure died a worthwhile death!"
"But feel bad for his son—wonder if the boss will give him a way out!"
"Hey, let’s go quickly! We can’t even save ourselves, let alone meddle in this!"
Heizi rubbed his chin in deep thought and finally said, "Based on just this, we can’t confirm Leng Mohao was the mastermind behind it. However, the perpetrator’s son might be a clue."
Evidence is everything. Since the incident happened years ago, finding people or physical evidence won’t be easy, but as long as there’s a lead and direction, it’s progress.
Heizi couldn’t sit still. His occupational instincts kicked in—he had to leave first and start investigating the follow-up to this matter.
Leng Mochen and Long Wu naturally wouldn’t stop him; business is more important. After all, there’s always time to drink later, isn’t there?
Long Wu went a step further, volunteering to drink Heizi’s share of alcohol, which drew a disdainful look from Heizi.
After Heizi left, Long Wu suddenly thought it was boring with just the few of them and suggested that Li Si invite Su Meng and Bai Shasha to join.
Li Si was already planning this, as she definitely didn’t want to go home with Leng Mochen tonight given the uncertain situation. She was still thinking of staying at Shasha’s place.
Su Meng and Bai Shasha quickly came after receiving the call. The three men were over there drinking and reminiscing about old times.
The three women huddled together, whispering quietly.
Bai Shasha immediately noticed something was off between Li Si and Leng Mochen as soon as she entered. She leaned close and whispered in her ear, "Li Si, did you have a fight with your husband?"
"Why do you say that?" Su Meng grabbed a piece of watermelon, taking a bite as she curiously looked at Li Si upon hearing Bai Shasha’s comment.
"Come on! When have we seen the two of you not exchanging loving looks and acting all affectionate? This time, though, you seem so normal. Seven-year itch, huh?" Bai Shasha joked.
Li Si rolled her eyes at Bai Shasha’s nosy expression and said, "Wow, you really pay attention to details! Yes, we had a fight, so can I crash at your place?"
Bai Shasha immediately waved her hand generously and said, "No problem! Stay as long as you like!"
In situations , she would absolutely support Li Si fully without stirring the pot unnecessarily.
She could clearly tell who was near and who was distant. To put it bluntly, if Li Si and Leng Mochen ever broke up, she’d definitely side with Li Si—she knew who Leng Mochen really was.
Su Meng shook her head disapprovingly. "Sisi, if you have conflicts with your husband, you should sit down and talk things out. Cold wars don’t solve problems; they only escalate them."
She was speaking with good intentions—as someone who’d been through similar experiences, she advised from the heart, especially now that things between her and Long Wu had improved significantly.
Li Si appreciated the advice, but the situation was too complicated to explain to them. She could only pretend it was a joke, saying mischievously, "Meng Meng, it’s not a cold war—we were just kidding around earlier with Shasha!"
"See, I knew it! How could you two possibly have an argument? What a false alarm!" Su Meng breathed a sigh of relief. She took a small sip of beer, feeling encouraged—if Li Si and her husband were really angry, she’d have to step up and mediate, especially now that Sisi was pregnant. Everything required extra care.
Getting upset was the worst for one’s health, and misunderstandings hurt relationships the most!
Li Si added, "But honestly, I really am thinking of staying at her place for a few days. Will you come?"
Su Meng blushed a little, feeling embarrassed as she replied, "I’ll pass!"
These past few days, she and Long Wu had been enjoying their time together—they were in a sweet phase.
Li Si and Bai Shasha exchanged knowing looks and teased her, laughing.
Long Wu, acting as if he were listening to the two chatterboxes talk about the old days, actually had his eyes and ears focused on the women’s conversation.
Seeing them stirring things up, Su Meng’s face turned completely red. She quickly got up to intervene, calling out, "Hey, you two sisters—what are you trying to do here? You can’t bully my dear Meng Meng!"
As he spoke, he casually sat beside Su Meng, draping an arm naturally across her shoulder.
"Tch! What business do you big guys have interfering in girls’ conversations?" Before Li Si and the others could say anything, Xu Er joined in, speaking as though addressing Long Wu, but his gaze swept toward Bai Shasha, his eyes filled with laughter.
Bai Shasha and Li Si crossed their arms, smiling non-stop, leaving Su Meng in an awkward position, torn between laughing or not.
Long Wu glared. "Something’s not right! Xu Er, how come you’re the one showing up instead? Leng Er’s acting off tonight!"
Xu Er also sat beside Bai Shasha, exchanging some meaningful glances with her.
Leng Mochen also found it amusing and moved over to sit close, but Li Si instinctively kept a bit of distance from him and shifted slightly away.
"Holy crap, this is so wrong! Sisi—don’t tell me you and your man Leng Er actually had a spat?"
Long Wu shouted dramatically. After all, this would be a first—every other time he’d seen them, their eyes radiated affection. Not that they were glued to each other, but their level of intimacy sometimes even made him feel overwhelmed.
To suddenly witness this today was something Long Wu truly couldn’t get used to.
"Brother Wu, you really know how to guess!"
Leng Mochen chuckled, looking at Li Si, deliberately scooting closer to her. This time, Li Si didn’t move away.
After hearing Bai Shasha’s whispered report, Xu Er raised his glass toward Long Wu and exclaimed, "Wu, today Leng Er regained his memory—it’s a good day! Why talk about irrelevant stuff?
Come on, let’s drink!"
Long Wu’s eyes lit up. "Great idea! Let’s do it, but this isn’t the time for plain, boring drinks—we’re going to drink cross-cups!"
Su Meng pinched his waist vehemently, causing him to hiss in pain.
Xu Er clapped his hands in approval. Guiltily, he couldn’t help but think of drinking a cross-cup with little Shasha—his heart fluttered in delight.
Bai Shasha shot him a playful glare—she knew his little schemes all too well.
"Sure! You guys drink; us married folk will just watch!" Li Si wasn’t in the mood to play such games right now. The person was the same, but the essence was different—it all felt incredibly odd.
Leng Mochen remained nonchalant, offering no opinion.
Long Wu quickly objected, "Why should we let you watch for free? So what if you’re married? We’re walking the path toward marriage too—don’t belittle us!"
"Exactly! I agree with Wu—everyone together; why draw such distinctions?" Xu Er finally ignored Bai Shasha’s subtle hints and joined in the ruckus.
Li Si suddenly laughed. "The issue here is, even if we don’t split into groups, I’m a pregnant woman—it’d be ridiculous for me to drink alcohol!"
This left Long Wu and Xu Er frustrated, groaning aloud—what an oversight!
In the end, the cross-cup idea didn’t happen. Xu Er and Long Wu redirected their efforts into making Leng Mochen drink instead.
Empty bottles piled up on the coffee table, tipping over left and right. The two were struggling to keep up, frequently visiting the restroom. Meanwhile, Leng Mochen eventually ended up falling asleep on the sofa.
Li Si remained seated beside him, filled with nervous anticipation. Would he wake up as Lu Zhenghang?
She was profoundly hopeful! ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NoveIＦire.net
There were so many things she wanted to say to him and countless things to do with him.
She’d once believed they’d live happily ever after, united in heart, until death did them part. Now, however, an unexpected discord had emerged.
Su Meng and Bai Shasha were chatting about beauty tips. Su Meng spoke eloquently, momentarily drawing attention away from Li Si.
Li Si thought this was just as well; she really wasn’t in the mood for conversation, as her mind was consumed by the anticipation of what was to come. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)