Chapter 128: 128: Have You Ever Loved?_1<div>
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“That’s because Gu Yuanzhou has never considered him family. From the very start, he was using him! Once he achieves his goal, he naturally wouldn’t listen to him anymore.”
Actually, I didn’t understand before either. Not until I died once did I grasp the real reason.<div>
After listening, Ding Yinuo pondered for a long while,
“In my opinion, this is really not something you should be interfering with. Stop meddling in the Song Family’s affairs. Why don’t you give your cousin a call and ask him to handle it.”
“It’s not possible, my aunt brought me up, I can’t just sit by and do nothing…”
“You, really!”
Ding Yinuo wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn’t voice his thoughts, shaking his head instead.
“Remember to pick up my calls in the future! Keep your phone with you, I might contact you at any time.”
“Understood!”
I waved goodbye and turned to descend the stairs when I heard a woman behind me asking Ding Yinuo,
“Ding Yinuo, is that beautiful youngdy your girlfriend?”
Ding Yinuo’s voice wasced with a hint of teasingughter,
“I’m pursuing her, not certain if I can win her over!”<div>
Upon hearing his remark, I chuckled, lifting the corner of my lips as I hastened my pace. This guy was bing more and more irreverent.
An hourter, I arrived at the Song’s premises.
Perhaps it’s because Wu Lijuan had phoned ahead, so Aunt Hua, the housekeeper, let me in without any objections.
This is the ce where I grew up, my home.
Aunt Hua has been a long-serving domestic helper in the household, she’s efficient in her duties and very loyal.
“Miss Song, pleasee in!”
“Thank you!”
After entering, I changed my shoes at the entrance.
Everything here is still the way I remember, unchanged…
The redwood furniture is predominantly colored, the sofa is ced near the window. My aunt likes the smell of mugwort and often keeps it burning.
Even now, the air is filled with a faint hint of mugwort.<div>
Aunt Hua poured me a cup of tea,
“Miss Song, please have some tea…”
“Thank you! May I go to Mrs. Song’s bedroom?”
“Yes, Mrs. Song has instructed me to cooperate with you as much as possible! Let me know if you need anything!”
“Okay!”
I entered Wu Lijuan’s bedroom, cing the cup of tea on the table. I wouldn’t consume any beverage here till I determine who the poisoner is.
The bedroom was neatly arranged, showing minute attention to details.
The books were stacked very tidily.
Wu Lijuan is a doctor herself, so she would have knowledge about medicine. The person intending to deceive her would have had to be very cautious.
Several of the medicines that Wu Lijuan regrly took were on the table, I took a bit of each, sealed them in stic bags, and slid them into my pocket.
I looked around the room and didn’t find any suspicious items.<div>
The vi is an old-fashioned colonial-style house…
Wu Lijuan and Song Shixiong lived on the first floor, their master bedroom and study are both on this floor.
Next, I went to Song Shixiong’s study.
Actually, I’ve seldom visited this room. Song Shixiong tends to be austere, and also has a bit of a temper. Wu Lijuan has always told me not to provoke Song Shixiong.
Or perhaps it’s because I’ve witnessed Song Shixiong beating up my two cousins too frequently, I have some trauma when ites to him. This led to me being distant toward him, much less closepared to my rtionship with my aunt.
Now, I pushed open the door to the study…
I nced at Aunt Hua who was busy cleaning the study,
“When does Mr. Song usuallye home?”
“Oh, ever since Mrs. Song has been hospitalized, Mr. Song has hardly returned home!”
“What about before then? Before you left for your marriage, how was their rtionship as husband and wife?”
Aunt Hua has worked for the Song Family for many years and is quite close with Wu Lijuan.
“They’ve always had a bad marital rtionship! Mrs. Song knows… that Mr. Song has a woman outside.”
I was taken aback for a moment,
“Did Mrs. Song bring up the topic of divorce?”
“No, she would never… Mrs. Song is greatly concerned about her pride! Though the two young masters don’t get along with Mr. Song, they’re both sessful, having been admitted to prestigious foreign institutions. To Mrs. Song, her marriage and family represent her pride, hence she would never divorce. Ah, Mr. Song has always been a womanizer since his young days. Mrs. Song has really had a hard life.”
Aunt Hua’s words caused a whirlwind of thoughts.
I previously had no idea that Song Shixiong’s personal life was in such a disarray.
So, could he have poisoned Wu Lijuan because she refused to grant a divorce?
I searched the study but found no suspicious clues.
While Aunt Hua was cleaning the bookcase, she identally hit it, causing an entire row of books to topple off.
While I was helping with the cleanup, a letter fell out from a business book.
The envelope was made from kraft paper and the letter inside was on a grid paper.
I curiously opened it to take a look.
“Song Yun, I have something for you. Saturday night at eight, let’s meet at the entrance to Tianxing Movie Theater.”
This letter stirred up many recollections…
I had just started my first year in university that year when I received a love letter.
Every week, I would receive a love letter written on this kind of grid paper, along with a bouquet of fresh flowers.
The tidy and robust handwriting on these letters greatly attracted me. After six months of receiving these love letters,
I became intrigued by my mysterious admirer and wanted to meet him to find out who he was.
And this letter was thest one I ever received.
I was very excited that day, and I arrived at the meeting ce half an hour early.
Unexpectedly, I ran into a group of thugs. They harassed me on the street and even tried to drag me into the woods.
At that moment, Gu Yuanzhou appeared.
He was one against six, and single-handedly, he managed to send the thugs scrambling.
In the process, he suffered some scratches on his arm. I was grateful for his kindness and was drawn to his courage.
Afterward, I insisted on sending him to the hospital. Eventually, we exchanged contact information.
Shortly after meeting him, I found out that he works for my uncle.
Not long after we became acquainted, I discovered the same book of poetry at his ce.
At that time, I asked him if those mysterious love letters were written by him.
He didn’t deny it!
Our love story started from there.
You could say that this love letter was the key to our love story.
If it wasn’t for this love letter, I wouldn’t have fallen in love and married Gu Yuanzhou.
But what shocked me was, this letter was clearly with me, so why would it be in one of Song Shixiong’s books?
Perplexed, I asked Aunt Hua, “Aunt Hua, do you know who ced this book here?”
Aunt Hua opened the book cover and looked for a long while.
“I don’t recognize this book… but I have some recollection about the letter in your hand.”
“What recollection?”
“Because this letter was given to Mr. Song by Driver Wang. The reason why I remember it distinctly is that Mr. Song argued with Mrs. Song after getting the letter. He used Mrs. Song of failing in her duty to discipline you, which led to you, a young girl, having rtionships with some riffraffs.”
“And then?”
Since it was an event that happened over a decade ago, Aunt Hua thought for awhile before saying,
“Afterwards, it seemed like Mr. Song said he would handle it himself. He said he would let Mrs. Song stop interfering with your matters. I think he called Mr. Gu toe over as well.”
Driver Wang?
It was the very same driver who drove me to and from school back in the days.
He gave this letter to Song Shixiong, who then asked Gu Yuanzhou to handle the matter.
Thinking of this, I suddenly had a bad premonition.