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Chapter 222 Wife's Death? Live Broadcast? Suspicion? Being Bullied?
I saw...

Beneath the three buildings, white candlelight flickered, and twenty or thirty people dressed in plain white linen robes stood. The leader was a man of about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, holding a black and white portrait in his arms.

Nan Shu had seen the portrait of Sun Wenwen in the documents; she was one of the victims of the fire.

In the photo, Sun Wenwen uses a hairpin to tie her hair into a bun, exuding a classical and gentle charm. Her clear black and white eyes quietly observe the scene and people in front of her, without any sadness or joy.

Beside the man were a couple in their sixties, kneeling on a prayer mat. In front of them were three portraits, two women and one man. The oldest girl was only fourteen years old, still childlike, with a smile that revealed a touch of innocence.

White wreaths were piled up on both sides of the road. Looking up, most of them were relatives of the deceased. Two of them held up a spray-painted banner that read: "Hangzhou Yunlan Property, give me back my wife's life!"

Nan Shu also noticed that, in addition to the relatives, there was a group of strangers holding chrysanthemums, their eyes red, who looked like they had come to mourn. Several people in ordinary clothes were holding up their phones, as if... they were live-streaming?

Frowning slightly, Nan Shu didn't rush forward. Instead, she found a bench, sat down, and took out her phone.

It was only then that I discovered that the fire at Yunlan Garden had already become a trending topic, and it was quite popular.

Click in.

It is a verified personal account with a yellow V mark, ID: Zhu Quan (both wives deceased).

His latest Weibo post was quite long, in which he accused Yunlan Property Management of inaction and argued that if private vehicles hadn't blocked the fire lane and delayed the rescue, his wife might have been saved.

The number of replies reached an astonishing 100,000, and there were also 30,000 reposts.

Most of the messages were words of comfort, telling him to take it easy on.

This account has started a live stream. When you click on it, the live stream screen overlaps with the screen in the distance.

In the footage, Zhu Quan was crying his heart out, and his grief seemed genuine.

The comments section was filled with virtual flowers, virtual rewards, and some people were criticizing Yunlan Property Management for its inaction.

Nan Shu watched for a while, then left.

Leading the silly boy away from the live stream camera, they walked into the three buildings.

As they passed through the crowded throng, the people who came to pay their respects to the deceased, though saddened, were not angry. Seeing Nan Shu pass by, they instinctively made way for her.

Suddenly.

A faint, almost imperceptible scent of rose perfume wafted into her nostrils, causing Nan Shu to pause in her steps.

Looking around, her gaze finally fell on a figure with her back to her, almost entirely obscured by others. The woman was wearing a black baseball cap, had a slender figure, and her hair was tied up, revealing the strap of her mask behind her ear.

Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed. How did she end up here?
The person was standing on the inner edge of the crowd; he appeared to be a relative of the deceased.

A thoughtful look flashed across Nan Shu's eyes as she turned and left.

back home.

Nan Shu wiped the hair on Tie Hanhan's feet and belly with a wet wipe, rewarded him with a chew toy, and then went into the washroom.

After washing up and lying in bed, it was already ten o'clock.

Nan Shu couldn't sleep again. When she closed her eyes, she could almost hear faint crying coming from downstairs.

Nan Shu thought for a moment, then took out her phone and sent a message to Nan Punian.

The other side replied very quickly.

Nan Punian: [Why the sudden request for Zhu Quan's information?]

Nan Shu voiced her doubts.

At the time, when looking at Sun Wenwen's information, Nan Shu only glanced at her husband Zhu Quan's information.

Zhu Quan seems to hold multiple jobs, including freight forwarding, online store operation, acquisitions, and driving school instructor.

Just like this fire, Zhu Quan wasn't home; he was out conducting research in the neighboring Yicheng.

I didn't get back until the early hours of the morning after the fire broke out.

Nan Shu didn't think much of it at the time.

Until she saw the woman in the crowd, it was none other than 'Ms. Liao' whom Nan Shu had seen at the driving school last week.

Nan Shu recognized her by her bone structure and body shape.

According to Coach Liu, this Ms. Liao seems to have an ambiguous relationship with Coach Zhu.

Nan Punian read Nan Shu's words carefully several times and replied: 【Okay, wait a moment】

Less than five minutes later, he sent her a document. Nan Shu opened it.

really.

The words "Leading Driving School" came into view.

Nan Shu leaned against the headboard, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed.

Fire, business trip, infidelity... these words kept swirling in my mind.

It's not that Nan Shu overthinks things; rather, the combination of these words makes it hard not to overthink.

My phone vibrated twice; it was a video call invitation from Nan Punian.

Nan Shu clicked on it.

Nan Punian had just finished showering, his hair was still a little wet, and he was drying it with a towel in one hand when he saw Nan Shu in the dim light, her eyebrows and eyes gentle.

"Ready to go to bed?"

"Ah."

"You suspect Zhu Quan?"

Nan Punian simply asked.

Nan Shu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

“Okay, I understand.” Nan Punian paused. “I just received some other news. I’ll tell you tomorrow. You should get some sleep first. You haven’t been resting well these past two days, and you have dark circles under your eyes.”

"it is good."

Hearing Nan Punian say this, Nan Shu immediately felt relieved and obediently replied.

Nan Punian smiled and said, "Go to sleep. See you tomorrow."

"Um…"

After hanging up the video call, Nan Shu put down her phone and soon fell asleep.

Tie Dan, who had been asleep long ago, opened his eyes, stared at Nan Shu for a while with his vertical pupils, then nimbly jumped to the bedside table, pressed the power button to turn off the lamp, jumped back to Nan Shu's side, rested his little head on Nan Shu's shoulder, and closed his eyes.

……

The next day.

Nan Shu was awakened by the chattering of the iron lotus flower.

"Tie Dan, are you bullying Tie Lianhua again?"

Nan Shu rubbed her eyes. She had slept very soundly. Sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, making it quite dazzling.

Hearing the noise, Nan Shu couldn't help but mutter something.

"Aaaaaah, let go, let go, it's dying!"

Iron Lotus screams.

Ok?
Nan Shu suddenly opened her eyes and sat up in bed with a jolt, only to realize that Tie Lianhua's voice was coming from the balcony.

Pulling open the sliding door, you can see a green object gripping the iron lotus's claws. It's long and thin, like a rubber rope, with one end held by the iron lotus and the other end...

Inside Tie Dan's mouth.

Tie Dan was still chewing, but Nan Shu could see clearly that he wasn't using his teeth. He was just gently biting down, not actually biting down. His vertical pupils were full of mockery, just like a mischievous little devil in kindergarten.

Nan Shu: ...

He pinched his brow, feeling a headache coming on, and said, "Tiedan, let go, don't bully Tielianhua."

Because of his nature, Tie Dan would provoke Tie Lian Hua from time to time every day, so you could often hear Tie Lian Hua cursing and swearing.

At first, Nan Shu was nervous, but after discovering Tie Dan's bad nature and knowing that Tie Dan wouldn't really harm the Iron Lotus, Nan Shu let them be.

If Tie Lianhua is really angry, she will come to her to complain.

Tie Dan's eyes twitched, he glanced at Nan Shu, and spat out the thing.

(End of this chapter)