A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1539 - 296: Silencing Witnesses Is Not Her Wish (Part 2)
As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the community, she saw police cars parked at the gate, the area was cordoned off, and special police were driving away the onlookers.
Meng Shujing’s heart skipped a beat, sensing a bad omen.
She mingled with the crowd, pretending to watch the commotion, but her ears constantly paid attention to the surroundings.
"I heard the mistress of that high-ranking official who became famous online a few days ago was found dead at home today, committed suicide several days ago. They say she cut her wrists in the bathtub, and it wasn’t discovered until the blood seeped into the apartment below. Really quite pitiful..."
"Pitiful? What a disgraceful woman, deserved to die."
"The police ruled it as a suicide; it seems she couldn’t handle the guilt, haha..."
Listening to the onlookers, Meng Shujing’s lips curled into a cold smile as she silently left.
Now she’s almost certain Yan Nanxiao was set up. Yan Nanxiao, that idiot, obediently jumps into a pit someone else digs for him. Although it’s aimed at Yan Nanmo, he deserves what he got.
And this woman was clearly silenced by murder.
Who did this?
With her political acumen, Meng Shujing thought it over and finally pinpointed the Dongfang Family. Considering Yan Nanmo’s recent idleness at home, maybe this incident involved him after all.
She cursed Yan Nanxiao inwardly while worrying about him a bit. As much as she hated him, they’ve been a couple half their lives, and this wasn’t what she wanted.
This time he surely learned his lesson; better go ask the third brother for help.
Meng Shujing contemplated as she returned home.
But she didn’t see Yan Jin, assuming she was resting in her room. Maybe it’s the acupuncture; she’s been sleeping more during the day. Until lunch, Meng Shujing asked Qiaoyin to call her and Xuanxuan, and even specifically instructed the kitchen to prepare Dongpo Pork, Xuanxuan’s favorite.
Qiaoyin stumbled in, "Madam, something’s wrong... Miss Jin and Miss Xuanxuan are missing...."
Meng Shujing shot up: "What did you say?"
"I...I went to Miss Jin’s room. She wasn’t there, thought she took Miss Xuanxuan for a walk, but couldn’t find them anywhere..."
Meng Shujing slammed the table: "Mobilize the servants to search every corner of the house; dig three feet if necessary to find them."
Qiaoyin hurried off, questioned the gatekeepers, both front and back, but none had seen Yan Jin leave.
They must still be at home, but even an hour later, after searching all possible places in the Yan Family, there was no trace of Yan Jin and Wei Xuan, making Meng Shujing finally realize something was wrong.
She interrogated the gatekeepers, realizing only Sixth Master’s car and the kitchen’s supply vehicle had gone out the back door. The front door was rarely opened except for festivals and important guests.
It’s unlikely to be Yan Nankun; perhaps it’s the supply vehicle from the kitchen?
She summoned the kitchen supervisor, who initially insisted there was no problem but finally confessed under Meng Shujing’s intimidation.
The kitchen’s supply vehicle leaves at 5 AM every morning, never changes. Seeing it go out again this morning wasn’t right; turned out the kitchen supervisor took a bribe and was hired to use the vehicle.
"We’ll settle this account later. Who was it? Speak the truth now." Meng Shujing said sternly, fingers digging into the armrest of her chair, feeling both shocked and furious.
That something like this could happen in the Yan Family; if anything happened to Jinjin and Xuanxuan, how could she live?
"I don’t know... really don’t know..."
Meng Shujing threatened to use private punishment before the other finally panicked, "It was introduced by Li Xiaoxiao; I don’t know anything else. Madam, you can ask Li Xiaoxiao; she surely knows everything."
Li Xiaoxiao?
This woman is now Fourth Uncle’s mistress; no status yet, but in the Yan Family, she’s better than an average servant. Also, Fourth Aunt’s recent passing left a vacancy; no one knows if that absurd Fourth Uncle might suddenly officially bring her in. Li Xiaoxiao’s been low-key recently, staying hidden in her room.
When it involves Jinjin and Xuanxuan, regardless of who it is, Meng Shujing went directly to grab Li Xiaoxiao for interrogation.
Li Xiaoxiao, completely baffled, didn’t even react before being pressed to her knees.
"Don’t play tricks on me; did you collude with outsiders to kidnap Miss Jin? If you don’t reveal their identity, today you won’t get out of this room alive." Meng Shujing said urgently and harshly.
Li Xiaoxiao shook her head desperately, "Madam, what are you talking about? I don’t understand."
"Don’t understand? Huh... you will." Meng Shujing gestured, and Qiaoyin stepped forward, slapping Li Xiaoxiao directly. Qiaoyin was anxious, fearing the Madam might blame her later, now determined to find Miss Jin.
"Speak or not? Speak or not?" Qiaoyin slapped her repeatedly, leaving Li Xiaoxiao dizzy, while Yan Guobai surely wouldn’t be home to save her now.
Li Xiaoxiao was inwardly grieving, "I really know nothing, Madam, please help..."
Meng Shujing’s eyes turned icy, "Keep hitting until she talks."
Li Xiaoxiao suddenly pushed away Qiaoyin, mumbling, "Madam, how did you know I colluded with outsiders to kidnap Miss Jin?"
Meng Shujing sneered coldly, "Bring them in."
The kitchen supervisor was brought in, and once the two confronted, the issue emerged.
Turns out the person the supervisor saw was Li Xiaoxiao’s brother, Li Zhenxing, so she assumed it was Li Xiaoxiao’s instruction. Li Xiaoxiao protested innocence, claiming ignorance.
Meng Shujing sent people to look for Li Zhenxing at school; unfortunately, he hadn’t been there these days.
No choice, Meng Shujing had to call the police.
"In any case, you’re implicated. You better pray Jinjin and Xuanxuan are safe, or I definitely won’t forgive you."
Li Xiaoxiao felt discomfort in her abdomen, her face as pale as paper. Meng Shujing scoffed seeing her condition; she loathed women who deliberately become mistresses the most, considering them worthless.
Li Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, fingers instinctively touching her lower abdomen, suddenly fainting to the ground.
The basement was damp and cold. Yan Jin slowly awoke, the darkness and musty smell breaking her tightly strung nerves.
"Xuanxuan...." Her face pale, eyes frantically searching in the darkness.
A small, soft body suddenly leapt into her arms, she held it tightly, "Don’t be afraid, Mama will take you away."
A "creak" sounded as the iron door opened.
The squeak of leather shoes on the floor created an irritating sound, vastly uncomfortable in the quiet space.
This feeling was too familiar, her scalp tingling; instinctively she held the child tighter, her body trembling uncontrollably.
The person stood before her, silhouetted against the light, face obscured, yet that familiar scent filled her, nauseating her stomach.
"Wei Zhao, may you die horribly." Her eyes fixed on the figure, full of rage.
