Chapter 389: Welcome Back
Ye Ningwan had long suspected that Li Qingqing’s rapid money-making these past few years wasn’t simply from trading medicinal herbs.
Sure enough, researching harmful drugs and selling them at high prices to criminals is extremely despicable!
Even though Li Qingqing is dead, this industry chain is definitely still in operation.
Ye Ningwan couldn’t sleep well all night, tossing and turning, thinking about how to uncover this industry chain.
Shuixian only gave an address, which is not enough to shake these people.
Besides Li Qingqing, there must be others in charge.
Yes, Bai Qishu.
Ye Ningwan suddenly thought of Bai Qishu, who had been by Li Qingqing’s side for many years and had deep knowledge of pharmacology.
Could it be that he’s unaware of all this?
Ye Ningwan deeply regretted letting him go so easily.
The way he fled so quickly, this matter surely isn’t simple.
Early the next morning, Ye Ningwan quickly called Bai Wenjing on her phone.
"Did Bai Qishu return home?"
"Qishu? He didn’t come back. Isn’t he with you?" Bai Wenjing asked.
Ye Ningwan frowned, tricked by that boy once again.
"What happened with Qishu?" Bai Wenjing inquired.
Ye Ningwan chuckled coldly: "Your Bai Family has indeed produced a remarkable person. Bai Wenjing, I know you’re like a father to your younger brother, you always care a lot for him. But the human heart is hard to fathom, and even among brothers, accounts should be clear. He’s not a good person now, be careful yourself."
With that, Ye Ningwan hung up the phone.
"Auntie, what’s wrong?" Little Shitou ran over and, seeing Ye Ningwan in low spirits, curiously asked.
Ye Ningwan smiled, reaching out to touch his face: "Auntie’s fine, thank you for your concern, Little Shitou."
"Auntie, I saw Uncle went alone to the riverside, he seemed very sad," Little Shitou said.
Ye Ningwan furrowed her brow, how could she forget about Zhan Hanjue’s matter?
He took the antidote, could it be he’s regained his memory?
"Little Shitou, Auntie is going to find Uncle, you play by yourself," Ye Ningwan hastily stood up, heading towards the small river.
Upon arriving at the riverside, she indeed saw Zhan Hanjue sitting on a rock, looking deeply into the distance, seemingly full of thoughts.
Ye Ningwan pursed her lips, slowly walked over, and embraced him from behind.
"You’ve remembered?"
Zhan Hanjue silently nodded.
Ye Ningwan hugged him tighter, even tilted her head to kiss his cheek.
Zhan Hanjue turned his head slightly surprised to look at her.
Ye Ningwan smiled and said, "You finally recovered your memory and remembered everything from before. Jue, welcome back."
"Wanwan, you don’t hate me?" Zhan Hanjue held her hand, pulling her into his arms.
Ye Ningwan raised an eyebrow: "Why would I hate you? At that time, you weren’t yourself, why would I hate the not-you? If there was any hate, it was towards the person occupying your body and hurting me. That’s why I didn’t have a good face for that person. Now that you’re back, I’m just happy."
Zhan Hanjue was deeply touched, hugging her tightly.
"Wanwan, thank you!"
"Why so polite with me, we are husband and wife," Ye Ningwan said.
"Long time no see, my wife."
Zhan Hanjue let her go, gazing deeply into her eyes as he confessed.
Ye Ningwan chuckled gently and slowly replied: "Long time no see, my husband."
The two of them smiled at each other.
Gradually, Zhan Hanjue leaned in to kiss her lips.
They embraced passionately, like lovers reuniting after a long separation.
"Jue, there’s something I want to ask you."
After they separated, Ye Ningwan looked at Zhan Hanjue and said.
Zhan Hanjue frowned: "You want to know what really happened that day?"
Ye Ningwan bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded heavily.
Although she’s heard many versions, she still wanted to know from Zhan Hanjue.
Because he was the truest party involved.
"Wanwan, are you suspicious?" Zhan Hanjue asked.
Ye Ningwan was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "I have some suspicions, that’s why I want to hear it from you. I believe every word you say, I only believe you."
"You’re not wrong to be suspicious," Zhan Hanjue said.
Ye Ningwan clenched her fist.
Even though she had already suspected, hearing confirmation from Zhan Hanjue, her heart still found it hard to bear.
"Why? Why would she do this?"
Ye Ningwan closed her eyes, unable to hold back her tears.
Not only was she heartbroken for herself, but she also felt sorrow for her deceased father.
Zhan Hanjue held her: "Wanwan, this isn’t your fault, everyone has their own choices. She merely chose the result she wanted, but it’s not your fault."
Ye Ningwan leaned on Zhan Hanjue’s shoulder. She knew that Zhan Hanjue hadn’t told her everything in detail, there must be things he’s still hiding.
But she didn’t press him further.
Since he wanted to hide it from her, it was surely to spare her from more sorrow.
So, why should she ask further and make him worry?
Some truths will surface eventually.
Her and her mother’s fate had come to an end, but it doesn’t mean they’ll never see each other again.
A day later, they prepared to leave this place.
A large number of rescue teams arrived again, including the road to the mountain that had been repaired.
The people buried on the mountain were also dug out, indeed, without exception, all were deceased.
Li Qingqing’s body was badly smashed, and she was truly dead.
Zhan Hanjue and Ye Ningwan went over.
"Don’t look."
Zhan Hanjue was afraid Ye Ningwan would feel uncomfortable and covered her eyes with his hand.
However, Ye Ningwan pushed his hand away: "It’s okay, it’s not like I haven’t seen dead people, I’ve seen worse."
"Is this confirmed to be her?" Zhan Hanjue asked.
He always felt that Li Qingqing shouldn’t die in such a simple manner, it felt unreal to him.
"It’s confirmed to be her, I was with her before the earthquake happened. Otherwise, I wouldn’t believe she’d die so easily. Life is unpredictable. After surviving so many times, she probably never thought she’d die this easily," Ye Ningwan said.
Zhan Hanjue held Ye Ningwan’s shoulders, watching as Li Qingqing’s body was carried away.
Feng Jiuzun also ran over, seeing them so close, sneered disdainfully.
Ye Ningwan said: "Send out all the evidence of Li Qingqing’s crimes. When someone dies, they should be thoroughly dead."
"Okay, but when are we leaving?" Feng Jiuzun asked.
Ye Ningwan said: "We’ll leave today, there are other things to handle."
"When will you help me find the person?" Feng Jiuzun asked again.
Ye Ningwan laughed: "Don’t worry, I already know who it is, and soon I can help you find them. But Feng Jiuzun, I feel like maybe they don’t want to see you. I can help you find them, but whether they accept you is up to your own abilities."
"Of course, I don’t need you to teach me how to pursue girls. With my abilities, there’s no girl I can’t win over." Feng Jiuzun boasted with pride.
Zhan Hanjue rolled his eyes in disdain at the side.
Feng Jiuzun saw this and immediately pointed at him, shouting: "Zhan Hanjue, why are you rolling your eyes, what do you mean by that? Don’t believe me?"
"Believing you would be strange, it’s best to see who you’re talking to before bragging next time," Zhan Hanjue reminded.
Feng Jiuzun: "..."
"Hmph, I won’t stoop to your level, Young Master," he retorted.