Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me-Chapter 1446: The Mastermind Behind the Ye Family’s Tragedy (2)

He followed Xia Li to Xia Meng’s grave and read all of her letters.

Recently, Xia Li has often been at the research institute, occasionally checking on his condition.

But during this time, Xie Liancheng increasingly felt that Xia Meng was not dead at all.

Finally, within a month, along with Bai Youchen’s investigation of Xia Meng, they locked onto this location.

"Who?" The receptionist was a Black woman, particularly impatient in her words, "This is a motel, not a nightclub."

Xie Liancheng didn’t say anything, placing a few bills on the counter along with a photo.

"Xia Meng," he repeated once more.

The Black woman took the money, her expression finally changing slightly.

She glanced at the photo, "Don’t know who that is, never seen her."

Due to the authority of the middle-aged man, her tone softened but she still did not admit anything.

"Xia Meng." Xie Liancheng looked at this tiny spot, his voice a bit louder, "I’m already here, why aren’t you coming out."

Since he had come, he was certain she must be here.

Soon, a very thin, dark-skinned Chinese woman came down the stairs.

The woman was older, but her gaze remained sharp and compelling.

She wore a slightly worn qipao, a cigarette in her mouth, stepping down the stairs one step at a time.

It was apparent her steps were unsteady, indicating an injury.

However, this did not make her seem weak in the slightest.

"Pretty fast." The woman’s voice was a bit coarse, her eyes cold with a hint of world-weariness, her face devoid of expression.

She quickly sat on the sofa in the narrow little hall, flicked the ash off her cigarette, and told the Black woman, "Put a sign at the door, we’re full today."

After the Black woman left, Xie Liancheng walked up to her and sat down, scrutinizing her features.

Her appearance had changed significantly from before, with high cheekbones and sallow complexion indicative of poor health.

"Is this your place?" Xie Liancheng glanced around, "Not your style."

Xia Meng was a proud woman, her origins were humble, but after climbing up step by step, she transformed completely.

She even had more demanding standards of living than some heiresses who grew up among the wealthy and powerful.

So seeing this place, Xie Liancheng was quite surprised.

"People change." Xia Meng finally looked at him, her once charming face now only held a hint of mockery, she exhaled smoke with a half-smile, "Aren’t you the same?"

Xie Liancheng chuckled, saying lightly, "It’s been over twenty years. Actually, I never thought, that when I saw you again, it would be under these circumstances."

"How did you imagine we would meet again?" Xia Meng held her cigarette between her fingers, her action and demeanor completely reminiscent of a woman from old Shanghai of the last century. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

He paused, "I thought we wouldn’t meet again."

She was startled, then unexpectedly laughed.

"Interesting," the woman wore a slightly playful smile, the murkiness in her eyes held an indescribable sensation, "Why didn’t you believe I was dead?"

"Would you believe I believed you were dead?"

"Ali said you’ve changed, you’re not the person I remember," Xia Meng said at this point with seemingly no intention of hiding, "I’ve always been unsure. On one hand, you’re a bit different from how I imagined, and on the other hand, if you wanted to deceive her, how could she tell?"