Back To The 90s: The Resilient Daughter-In-Law
Chapter 1355 - 1374: The Box

Chapter 1355: Chapter 1374: The Box

As for Maple Garden, he has always had bodyguards arranged. After hearing his subordinate’s report, he did indeed have a little clue.

"Spit it out if you know it, don’t hem and haw, that’s not your style," Ying Jiuming urged impatiently.

"Today, during the day, Jiang Zhuanzhuan came back but couldn’t get in because Jiang Nanfei had changed the door lock in advance. Tonight’s thief is likely related to her."

Ying Jiuming’s face looked incredibly grim, he still couldn’t accept that his obedient and sensible daughter could be an extreme murderer. He had always had a good impression of Zhuanzhuan and had interacted with her several times.

She was clearly a smart and clever girl, well-behaved and sensible. How did she become like this?

She wasn’t even eighteen years old, not even old enough to be sentenced.

"Commander Yu is back," a member of the martial law team shouted, "Commander Yu has brought people back."

Ying Jiuming immediately went to greet them.

Originally planning to leave, Zuo Xinyao also followed. He could ignore the others, but not Yu Fengji; after all, he was Gu Qiu’s cousin and not someone who could be easily offended.

Yu Fengji, wearing a military police overcoat, had his hair, eyebrows, and even eyelashes dusted with snow. He was instructing his subordinates, and without any hesitation when he saw Ying Jiuming, he said straightaway, "We chased down the thief, who is already dead."

"What? Dead?" This answer was clearly unexpected, "Killed to silence them? This definitely couldn’t have been done by Jiang Zhuanzhuan."

"There’s another possibility - she has someone behind her."

Everyone fell silent, and at that moment, Ning Di rushed back with Nan Fei.

Without any superfluous words, everyone immediately entered the mansion. When all the lights inside the villa were turned on, what caught their eyes was a mess in the living room, everything turned upside down.

Nan Fei was the first to walk in, her eyes sweeping around the room, her red lips pursed into a mocking arc.

"What’s wrong?"

"Not a single valuable item is missing." So everything before their eyes had been deliberately staged to make it look like a burglary.

After saying so, Nan Fei took the lead and headed upstairs, the first room on the left being Zhuanzhuan’s. She stopped at the door of the room, pointed at it expressionlessly, and said, "Inside, there should be the evidence you’re looking for, please feel free to help yourselves."

After speaking, she took a step back, her gaze fixed forward without straying. If someone looked closely, they would notice her eyes seemed hollow, carrying a hint of bewildered sorrow.

Nan Fei had always dared not reflect upon the questions she had always overlooked. Half a month ago, she found out during a hospital visit that she didn’t have much time left, and since then, she spent her nights sleeplessly insomniac, constantly reminiscing about the past.

She forced herself to think, what was the purpose of reliving her life?

Was the reason God gave her a second chance simply to let her taste the pain of the past once more?

For her now, it’s even unclear whether her past life was happier or this life is more painful. She kept thinking, kept comparing, even resorting to cross-comparison, yet she couldn’t come to a definite answer.

If her rebirth was meant for her to discover who she truly loved, to let her understand her own heart, it seemed far too insubstantial and pallid. Because in her past life, although she and Bei Jiang tormented each other and shared mutual pain, they always only had each other.

Isn’t that love? Yes, she was sure of it.