Shi Lingyan had a headache, "Drank too much."
Tang Jingming remained silent.
Shi Lingyan rarely drank.
But on the day before Tang Wu's death anniversary, he always went to Tang Wu's bar to have a few drinks.
He knew, and others who were watching him knew as well.
The events of last night were probably someone's deliberate calculation.
And that person, harbored intentions long before.
Silently watching the surveillance again, Tang Jingming's expression became stranger and he suddenly spoke, "Brother-in-law, did you see her face?"
Shi Lingyan was silent.
"Sure, you were blackout drunk..." Tang Jingming's expression became serious, "So, you don't even know whether the person was a man or a woman?"
Shi Mei was speechless. Her brother really had a sick mind.
Shi Lingyan's face darkened, and he slapped him on the head, "Female!"
Tang Jingming yowled, holding his head pitifully, "But I didn't see any women, apart from the group that barged in this morning, and the times when the view was obstructed, I couldn't spot anything else!"
Pausing a moment, Tang Jingming asked with a weird look, "Then did you have any... uhm, feelings? Like... a scent or something..."
"She was wearing perfume," Shi Lingyan lit a cigarette, taking a deep drag, "It was 'Solitude,' the one Tang Wu liked."
It was a very special perfume.
Its scent was fragrant yet cold, brilliant yet intense.
Like many offbeat things, people had two extreme opinions about 'Solitude.'
If one could pull it off, they epitomized aloof and detached elegance.
If not, they were just cheap and tacky.
Few could successfully carry this perfume, and Tang Wu was the best fit he had ever seen.
It seemed tailor-made for her.
Complementing her, like a queen with an overwhelming presence.
Shi Lingyan paused, his tone gentle, "She called me Ah Ling."
Tang Jingming was shocked, "Is she imitating my sister?"
Shi Mei sat down, putting her feet up on the couch, curling her lips.
Imitating his sister?
However, no one noticed her.
Tang Jingming, frightened, poured himself a glass of water to calm down, and then suddenly thought, "Those people this morning, who were they?"
"Shi Family, here to extort."
"Then, was it them who organized it? Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that as day barely broke..."
"It wasn't them," Shi Lingyan flicked the ash, his lips curling into a cold smile, "They aren't that bold."
Tang Jingming was suddenly confused, "How do you know? What if they were sure you would think this way, and decided to do the exact opposite?"
Shi Mei held back a laugh.
Her brother's imagination was indeed getting richer.
Shi Lingyan sneered, "They don't have the brains for it."
Tang Jingming looked respectful and asked again, "I saw Bai Yuejie came as well, could it have been arranged by her?"
Shi Lingyan shook his head, "It wasn't her."
Bai Yuejie had an inexplicable possessiveness over him, although she never expressed anything, he could feel it.
Such a person could not accept him having something with anyone else.
Moreover, last night's woman obviously knew Shi Wuzhou better than Bai Yuejie did.
Thinking of last night made Shi Lingyan somewhat agitated.
He snuffed out his cigarette and as he turned his head, he saw Shi Mei.
She was half reclining on the couch playing with her hat, so quiet she almost had no presence.
"Send her back?" Tang Jingming was shocked, "Back to where?"
"But aren't you two married?"
Shi Lingyan glared sharply, "Why so many questions?"
Even though she was legally his wife, for Shi Lingyan, she was still just a stranger.
Fortunately, she was not very intelligent.
Such a woman, he need not worry that she would aspire for anything more than the title of Mrs. Shi.
Now, he had nothing to offer but money.