Shen Ci’s background?
I didn’t hear that his background was any different in the past life.
However, since Qin Weilan looked to be on the brink of death, she couldn’t refuse. She quickly clenched her fist and swore, "I swear, before Shen Ci changes his impulsive nature, I will never reveal his secret of his background to him, or I will suffer all my life."
Qin Weilan’s lips grew paler, "You child..."
She took a few deep breaths, "Shen Ci’s... biological father is Song Ting of the Imperial Capital Song Family, the Song Family is even more dangerous... you..."
Qin Weilan’s words were never finished as she closed her eyes forever.
Meng Chuyue held her and silently wept until passersby reported the incident and law enforcement officers arrived.
Worried about what Shen Ci was doing at the time, Meng Chuyue could only give his home number to the officers, and after hearing he wasn’t found, she called Long Yue from memory.
Long Yue immediately answered the phone.
Meng Chuyue succinctly reported Qin Weilan’s murder and then instructed, "Make sure to stop Shen Ci from doing anything foolish. Aunt Qin asked me to tell him not to seek revenge against the Shen Family, and if he must avenge, not to sacrifice himself."
"Mm, I know what to do now," Long Yue’s voice was suddenly heavy with nasal congestion; he must have been crying.
Half an hour later, Shen Ci, Long Yue, Su Jinnian, and Fu Ran arrived at the police station handling Qin Weilan’s case.
The usually dignified Shen Ci slowly walked to where Qin Weilan’s body was laid and ’thud’ knelt down, silently weeping.
Long Yue, Su Jinnian, and Fu Ran were slightly slower in reaction but ended up kneeling alongside Shen Ci.
At that moment, although Meng Chuyue was sad, she was also envious of Shen Ci: having three such good sworn brothers made life seem worthwhile.
Shen Ci and the others remained knelt until the police finished their reports and allowed them to take Qin Weilan’s body.
During this time, Meng Chuyue, as a witness to the crime, was repeatedly questioned by the police...
When she came out, Shen Ci and the others had gone to the funeral home, and after a moment’s hesitation, she followed.
By the time Meng Chuyue found Shen Ci at the funeral home, his three friends were still quietly keeping vigil beside Qin Weilan.
In a corner of the room, some food was placed, clearly untouched.
It seemed none of them had the appetite to eat anything.
Meng Chuyue sighed and took out a bottle of Space Water and some paper cups from her backpack, pouring water for each of them.
She started handing them out one by one, giving Long Yue, who was on the outermost side, his first.
Long Yue, instead of drinking it himself, passed it to Shen Ci.
Shen Ci numbly shook his head, "You drink, I am not thirsty."
Before Long Yue could say anything else, Meng Chuyue had already delivered water to the other two and, holding the last cup, handed it to Shen Ci, "Drink it, you still have to avenge Aunt Qin; you can’t let your body collapse."
Unexpectedly hearing this, not only Shen Ci but the other three also looked up at her in surprise.
Meng Chuyue composedly said, "Aunt Qin saved me today. If you don’t mind, I am willing to join you in seeking revenge for Aunt Qin, without jeopardizing ourselves."
The word "revenge" was severe and resolute, and her majestic presence not only shook Shen Ci but also made the three other young men’s hearts throb fiercely.
Did she mean she would stay with them from now on?
Shen Ci clenched his fist and accepted the water, drinking it all at once.
Two days later, after bringing Qin Weilan’s ashes to the public cemetery for burial, Shen Ci took Meng Chuyue’s hand and brought her home.
Once inside, he guided her to sit on the sofa, stood in front of her squinting his eyes, and asked slowly, "Are you really willing to join me... in avenging my mother?"