The news of Zhengwei’s death remained unknown to anyone.
The location where Le Yin killed Zhengwei was too secretive. After they finished, both were taken to the ship by the Qin Family people, and by that ti, Zhengwei had already been disfigured—abused by Le Yin like a doll, turned into nurture for flowers, becoming the life-sustaining nutrients for Le Yin, his remains eventually turned as worthless as dicinal residue.
Without certain knowledge of Zhengwei, even claiming the remains would hardly be possible.
Thus, the only ones who knew the exact truth about Zhengwei’s death were three: Qin Yueyang, Qin Yueshi, and Shi Huaifeng, aside from Leyu.
As for others, those who are more rational generally believe that Zhengwei died in the chaotic night fire, while the emotional ones would think Zhengwei was unconscious and then hidden in recovery by so beautiful village girl—don’t ask why it’s a village girl; novels always write it this way—but in any case, very few would think Le Yin had anything to do with Zhengwei’s death.
Le Yin’s obsession with Zhengwei went unnoticed, after all, in most people’s eyes, Le Yin was Zhengwei’s confidant, a collaborator. If Yin Minghong was considered the dog’s steward, then Le Yin could be deed the office secretary, with many mbers of the Silver Blood Association relying on Le Yin’s analyses to gauge the upper intentions.
Even the matter of Le Yin intercepting the Blue Fla’s military funds didn’t spread. Blue Fla didn’t have the habit of publicizing defeats, nor interest in glorifying the opponent’s prestige with themselves as sacrifices. They certainly wouldn’t say such things like ’a son should be like Le Yin’ to prove a point, well versed in the way of quiet fortune.
However, Leyu happened to be different and particularly enjoyed praising the enemy’s prowess.
Therefore, in everyone’s eyes, Le Yin was rely taking refuge in Yanjing because his major patron Zhengwei had fallen, akin to the mistress fleeing overnight with money after the boss went down. Not even White Night troubled Le Yin, showing how skillful Le Yin’s maneuver was.
Yet now, Qin Yueshi revealed the truth like thunder and fire, letting Qian Yuya behind the bedroom door learn the truth.
Leyu couldn’t foresee how many developnts would follow, having only one thought: ’If Qing Lan knew Zhengwei died, would she feel like seeing a ghost?’
Watching Leyu remain silent, Qin Yueshi blinked, wondering if she might be beaten?
She had never seen her older brother so angry.
Actually, Qin Yueshi had never seen Le Yin angry either, but in any situation, Le Yin, who always wore a smile suddenly not smiling and speechless, was already terrifying enough.
Amidst shock, Qin Yueshi also felt a bit odd—she had rely retorted along Le Yin’s words, not actually thinking that way. Watching Le Yin even exploiting the dead without relent, determined to extract every ounce of value, made her sowhat irked.
But looking at it now, did she accidentally speak the truth?
Could it be that her brother was truly seeking..pensation?
What was it?
I killed you, and then I live like you?
Was this his fate undeterred?
In this mont, Qin Yueshi suddenly saw her brother adding a touch of humanity in her eyes, becoming more like a person rather than a man consud by power desires, heading towards becoming a scumbag.
"...Sorry."
"Hmm?" Leyu was startled, waved his hand: "Alright, I’ve known for a long ti you can’t talk, go to sleep, watch out on the way, don’t attack cute boys, I can’t cover for you as your brother."
The trace of guilt that just rose in Qin Yueshi instantly vanished. She snorted coldly, turned around to leave.
Knock, knock!
At this mont, soone else knocked on the door.
Leyu was bewildered—was everyone coming to my room to party? He waved his hand speechlessly: "Go open the door."
Qin Yueshi thought it was a neighbor visiting, just put her hand on the doorknob when the person outside knocked again, and softly said, "It’s , Ming Shuiyun."
Ming Shuiyun!?
Qin Yueshi’s eyes lit up!
Could it be the empress candidate already conquered by her brother? The true love fan who declared sovereignty by holding Le Yin’s hand in front of everyone?
Couldn’t be, their progress was so fast, already at the stage of the woman visiting the man’s bedroom deep at night?
Thinking of this, Qin Yueshi’s hand shrunk back as if touching a hot iron.
She glanced around, realized the balcony of the faculty dorm was large, then dashed over; as she passed Leyu, whispered: "I’ll leave directly from the balcony."
Consider it from the heart, if you muster the courage to go alone at night to find a man in his room, but discover the person opening the door is the man’s sister, no matter who would lose all courage, it’s like a guy calling to confess to a girl he likes, pouring out his heart right when connected, only to find the call was answered by the girl’s father—it’s like a deliberate murder level ntal blow.
Qin Yueshi just said she’d help with her brother’s plan to sweeten seven-headed jumps... No, embellish, couldn’t spoil their affair right after saying so. Plus, the seven-headed jump mattered secondarily, Qin Yueshi truly doubted if Le Yin could actually do it, not all girls like flower boys, right—at least she felt Le Yin looked quite average, watching him daily was tiring.
So, if Le Yin’s seven-headed jump failed, wouldn’t it beco a pure love conclusion? Clearly, Le Yin couldn’t choose none, or say he had no choice, if the Palace Master wished to marry him.
Flirt and leave? Dream on!
Thus, Qin Yueshi hoped her brother would directly be picked up by so empress, imagining Le Yin complying, humbling himself in the family often made her heart surge, herself standing upright!
Watching Qin Yueshi run to the balcony, even though Leyu found it sowhat odd, he didn’t think much. She wanted to jump and run just do so, it’s not high anyway, at worst disfigured, treated by the dical Officer, a couple of days later she’s again an entirely natural unpolluted beauty.
However, when Qin Yueshi reached the balcony, she imdiately saw the old man taking a stroll on the brightly lit path below.
Professor Zhu Yan!
Instructor of the Guards Departnt!
Renowned for strictness and being unapproachable!
If she jumped down now, she would definitely be caught and questioned by Professor Zhu Yan. Being caught by Zhu Yan wasn’t an issue, but explaining it would necessarily involve Le Yin, if Zhu Yan ca knocking, wouldn’t it ruin Le Yin’s affair again?
At this mont Leyu was about to open the door, Qin Yueshi looked around, decisively hid in the closed bedroom next door, planning to jump out of the bedroom window later—they certainly wouldn’t start bloodshed when entering a bedroom, right?
Clap, clap!
Simultaneously two sounds of doors opening, Leyu glanced back, seeing the empty balcony and the tightly shut bedroom door, his brows furiously jumping.
Inside the bedroom, Qian Yuya directly pressed Qin Yueshi against the wall, covering her mouth with a hand. Qin Yueshi surrendered, looking at Qian Yuya in astonishnt, eyes shimring with odd brilliance.
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