After Being Cyber Bullied, She Reveals Her True Identity-Chapter 444 - 439: The Suspect

After the Bai Family left, Bai Zhong wanted to say something to Shen Ning, but she spoke first, "Before the car accident that day, did you come into contact with any other unusual people or events?"

Bai Zhong had just been worried that Shen Ning might have heard the Bai Family’s words, and was about to speak to comfort her when he heard this. His brow furrowed, "Anning, didn’t I say not to think about this anymore?"

"I’m just asking casually, worried that you might have overlooked something, allowing the culprit to get off scot-free," Shen Ning sat down in front of him, "Bai Zhong, I won’t investigate anymore, you don’t need to worry, just focus on healing."

Bai Zhong looked at her intently, wanting to confirm how truthful Shen Ning’s words were.

Shen Ning’s eyes were very calm, showing no emotional fluctuations.

"Anning, there’s no murderer who acted intentionally, and no special events. If there was anything special, it was the action I took against Shen Yan," Bai Zhong looked at Shen Ning, his gaze slightly deep, "and all this was what I willingly did, it has nothing to do with you."

"How can it have nothing to do with me, you did this kind of thing for me..." Rest assured, she’ll handle such despicable acts from now on. Bai Zhong shouldn’t get involved.

*

"Boom!"

The weather in Shen City had changed.

It was fine during dinner, but once I got home, it began to thunder and rain.

Shen Yan closed the windows and tucked herself back into bed. The sound of rain covered the other sounds in the room, including the falling water in the bathroom.

Shen Yan browsed on her phone for a while before putting it down.

"Crack!"

A loud noise of something breaking came from outside.

Shen Yan got out of bed, pulled open the curtains and looked towards the backyard. The tree that had been planted not long ago had been snapped.

She saw the lights turn on in the adjacent servant’s living quarters. Someone wearing a raincoat came out, saw the broken tree, hoping to deal with it, but the rain was too heavy and the wind had picked up fiercely.

They didn’t dare to rush out into the rain again but went to check if other windows and doors in the villa were properly closed.

Seeing that all the servants had returned, Shen Yan let the curtain fall back into place.

At that moment, a warm body pressed close behind her, and the warm breath fell upon her head.

Shen Yan turned around and saw a broad chest, still damp with moisture.

Water droplets fell, and before Shen Yan could get a clear look at Qi Si’s face, she was embraced and given a passionate kiss.

Her back against the window, the hands behind her blocked some, so she didn’t press against the empty lattice.

Finally able to breathe, Shen Yan raised her hand to resist the overpowering body.

Qi Si held her delicate, fair wrist, kissing it gently. Shen Yan felt tickled, recoiling slightly, her cheeks flushed with a vast spread of red!

Qi Si silently drew her back into his arms; with a little force, Shen Yan’s hand that resisted fell against his chest, and they danced together with his warmth, tacitly allowing his actions.

As the indoor heat rose, the two mobile phones on the table rang simultaneously, their buzzing urging them to pick up the calls.

Shen Yan heard the phone ringing persistently, thinking someone might have an emergency, so she quickly pushed Qi Si.

Qi Si answered the phone with an icy face, "Speak."

He hadn’t even looked at the caller ID; his voice was as cold as if he had swallowed several dozen tons of ice chips.

Wang Jue on the other end paused, then said gravely, "Qi Si, Zhai Xilan is dead."

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning streaked past the window.

Shen Yan also held her phone, as if she had heard something, suddenly turned to look at Qi Si.

Qi Si was silent for a moment, his voice void of emotion, "I know."

Wang Jue’s dark eyes narrowed, his voice even lower than before, "Qi Si, the Zhai Family found your name in Zhai Xilan’s phone."

Qi Si said indifferently, "It wasn’t me."

"I believe you, but what about the Zhai Family?" Wang Jue’s voice tensed slightly. "The one who died is Zhai Xilan!"

"When did it happen?" His people hadn’t received any news.

"Three hours ago. The Zhai Family were out dining, and Zhai Xilan died in her own room. I got a call from Hong Shen. Didn’t he tell you about this right away?" Wang Jue’s frown deepened, a shadow crossing his heart. "What did you say to Hong Shen on the last call?"

Qi Si said, "There are always people available to do these things."

Wang Jue closed his eyes. "Qi Si, we don’t want to make a choice."

"I understand," Qi Si said nothing more, hung up the phone, and then met Shen Yan’s gaze.

Shen Yan pursed her lips. "The Shen Family just called to say Zhai Xilan is dead."

She had allowed Zhai Xilan to live a life of suffering, and now someone was using Zhai Xilan’s death to frame them. It was not hard to guess who that person might be.

Only their people could infiltrate the Zhai Family so silently and make Zhai Xilan die without a trace.

"Did Young Master Zhai say anything to you?" Seeing his reaction, Shen Yan guessed that the call must have been from Zhai Hongshen.

"He didn’t call my phone," Qi Si reassured her, "Don’t worry, I’ll handle it."

"How will you handle it? Young Master Zhai is your friend. Now that his sister has died, can you still be friends?" Shen Yan knew Qi Si had only a few friends and that their friendships were strong.

She hadn’t killed Zhai Xilan directly, partly because she had considered Qi Si’s feelings.

Qi Si embraced her, his stance firm. "I didn’t do this, nor did the Shen Family. As long as things are handled clearly, that won’t happen, trust me."

"Are you going back to Beijing now?"

"It’s too late," Qi Si kissed her hair. "The police have already taken over the case. They will figure it out."

Shen Yan closed her eyes.

*

The next day.

The sky was not yet clear. As the tragic news of Zhai Xilan’s death spread, Qi Si once again set off on the road back to Beijing.

"Cough cough..." Yanyan stood against the wind for a while, suddenly starting to cough violently.

"Yanyan, the master will handle this; don’t worry!" Liu Su, seeing Shen Yan like this, felt pity for her.

Shen Yan hummed in response, then suddenly asked, "How long has it been since I was last trending?"

Caught off guard by her abrupt change of topic, Liu Su paused for quite some time before answering, "About more than a month, I guess. Why?"

"Before the movie comes out, Uncle Liu, try buying me a trending spot..."

"Sure!" This was the first time Shen Yan had requested to trend, and although Liu Su was surprised by her sudden desire, he agreed to satisfy her wish.

Not more than a month, but almost a month.

Her last trend was the announcement of that research result.

Shen Yan turned and calculated the days. Two days before the movie release would mark exactly one month.

It was too late.

Beijing.

The Zhai Family.

Early in the morning, the police arrived to collect evidence and investigate.

Zhai Xilan wasn’t poisoned, nor did she commit suicide. It was homicide!

Someone had directly broken her neck. The assailant had worn gloves, leaving no fingerprints to be found, and even the traces of infiltration were too light to be discerned.

The only suspect was Qi Si!