Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It seemed that that dark pair of eyes were stained by a thick layer of dark mist.
Shi Xiaoya was stunned. She was too familiar with this change in Han Zhuoling’s eyes.
Why did he suddenly become like this while in a call?
Shi Xiaoya was confused, thinking that something was wrong.
Her body… felt a little cold.
Shi Xiaoya lowered her head and realized that she was not wearing any clothes!
Given what happened last night, she must have slept without wearing any clothes.
She slept too much, and the weather was too warm, so she did not realize it.
Now that she noticed, she immediately pulled the blanket and covered herself tightly.
Shi Xiaoya poked Han Zhuoling.
He was on a call!
Han Zhuoling’s hand was itchy. His hand went inside the blanket and made a grab. Obviously, he would not really touch Shi Xiaoya.
The person could not see through the phone.
But Han Zhuoling still felt that he could not do this to Shi Xiaoya in front of others.
“Young Master Ling, I sent you a WeChat message at five something.” Obviously, Tong Chunian did not know about what was happening on the other side of the call. “I have already leaked the news of Lian Qingyin betraying Black Market.”
Of course, Lian Qingyin did not betray Black Market.
She did not want to die.
So even after being shamed, she had held on and did not dare to speak about Black Market.
But what Han Zhuoling asked Wei Wucai to do was to leak fake news to Black Market.
It was to make Black Market think that Lian Qingyin could not take the interrogation and had betrayed them.
“Why? What happened to Lian Qingyin?” asked Han Zhuoling.
Tong Chunian paused and said, “Lian Qingyin is… dead…”
“…” Han Zhuoling went silent immediately.
Shi Xiaoya did not expect that someone she had just seen a few days ago was now… dead?
Shi Xiaoya hugged Han Zhuoling’s arm subconsciously.
Han Zhuoling lowered his head and saw how shocked she was. He immediately comforted her in his arms.
Shi Xiaoya still felt a little cold at first.
But after being in Han Zhuoling’s arms, she felt much better.
“When was this?” asked Han Zhuoling.
“Looking at the surveillance cameras, it was at 5:35 in the morning, a little while after she left the police station,” said Tong Chunian. “It was at the cross junction at De Sheng Road. Her car got tumbled a few times by a truck rushing out from the side. After that, a man came out of the truck, probably the driver. He wore a baseball cap, mask, and sunglasses, so his face could not be seen.
“The surveillance cameras showed that the driver threw a lit lighter into the car, causing the car to explode. When the police arrived, they could only rescue a burnt corpse from the car.”
Han Zhuoling was worried that Shi Xiaoya would be afraid after hearing this, so he covered her ears.
Shi Xiaoya shook her head and removed his hands. “It’s fine.”
Tong Chunian heard Shi Xiaoya’s voice and paused. “Madam is there too?”
Shi Xiaoya was speechless. “…”
Shi Xiaoya was still not used to hearing Tong Chunian say that suddenly.
Being called “Madam” made her feel so old.
Before marrying Han Zhuoling, Tong Chunian had always called her name.
Shi Xiaoya did not feel it was bad. They were from the same generation anyway, and it felt more comfortable that way.
Shi Xiaoya’s mouth twitched as she said, “Yes. I heard it’s related to Lian Qingyin, so I wanted to listen too.”
Tong Chunian was quiet.
He had just stated Lian Qingyin’s cause of death and how she died. It was pretty scary now that he thought about it.
If he had known that Shi Xiaoya was also listening, he would have toned it down a little..
