Sharing Dreams with My Bestie’s Cousin
Chapter 217 - 217 Suspicion

Chapter 217: Suspicion Chapter 217: Suspicion “I haven’t been able to find you lately, so I had no choice but to come to the Wen Family to see you.”

“Wait, don’t go yet, I came today… because I wanted to ask you some things.”

“Wen Zhi, why are you so cold towards me? Did I inadvertently do something to upset you? You can tell me, and I’ll apologize.”

Wen Zhi was about to leave but was stopped by Shang Jing.

Having not seen him for a while, Shang Jing’s face looked somewhat haggard, especially in his brows, always giving off an indescribable melancholy.

Wen Zhi stepped aside and looked at Shang Jing, “What exactly do you want to say?”

Seeing that Wen Zhi was finally willing to talk to him, Shang Jing immediately perked up, “I want to know, did you recently take a trip to Lin City?”

Wen Zhi replied without emotion, “Yes.”

Shang Jing immediately asked again, “Did my mom go to Lin City too?”

“If you’re asking, you obviously have already confirmed that your mom went with me to Lin City, haven’t you?” Wen Zhi was full of detachment in her eyes.

Previously, she had tried to cozy up to Chong Wanyin to ingratiate herself and had gotten close to Shang Jing to do so.

The son of her mother’s murderer, she shouldn’t hate him perhaps, but she should avoid further contact all the more since she now had a falling out with Chong Wanyin.

“Yes, I do know that you went to Lin City with my mom,” Shang Jing admitted candidly, “but I want to know, how come you came back and my mom didn’t?”

Wen Zhi furrowed her brow.

Shang Jing thought Wen Zhi was annoyed and immediately clarified his stance, “I didn’t mean to interrogate you because I can’t get in touch with my mom now and even…”

Wen Zhi’s voice softened a bit, “Even what?”

Shang Jing’s tone involuntarily became more agitated, “I can’t even get in touch with my dad.”

Hearing this, Wen Zhi’s lips tightened.

She had injured Chong Wanyin, but only her neck was constricted, arms and legs intact, with the only cut being on her own hand.

Moreover, if Chong Wanyin was severely hurt, she wouldn’t have returned to Bai City that very day.

At least Wen Zhi believed that Chong Wanyin was alright now and had returned to the Shang family in Bai City.

Yet at this moment, Shang Jing came to ask her about his mother’s whereabouts…

“Wen Zhi?”

Shang Jing noticed Wen Zhi was distracted and waved his hand in front of her.

Wen Zhi gathered her thoughts and looked at him, “Sorry, I don’t know either.”

Shang Jing looked disappointed.

“If there’s nothing else, I’m going in,” Wen Zhi didn’t want to continue facing Shang Jing.

But the more she didn’t want to face him, the more things went against her wishes, she hadn’t walked far when she heard Shang Jing behind her shouting, “What exactly did you and my mom go to Lin City for?”

Wen Zhi’s steps faltered.

Shang Jing followed with another question, “Wen Zhi, are you hiding something from me? Do you know where they are?”

Wen Zhi closed her eyes, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Leaving these words behind, Wen Zhi quickly walked back to the house.

Shang Jing hung his head, feeling somewhat downhearted.

He had come to find Wen Zhi today to get some answers, but he hadn’t expected that the Wen Zhi he met this time had changed into another person, treating him very coldly.

Just as Shang Jing was about to leave, someone called out to him—

“Second Young Master Shang.”

It was a woman’s voice, but it sounded very unfamiliar. Shang Jing turned around and saw an extremely beautiful woman approaching him.

“You are…” Shang Jing recognized the person, “Mrs. Wen?”

Wen Yiwan smiled bewitchingly beautiful. She approached Shang Jing and extended a hand to him, “I would prefer if Second Young Master Shang would call me—Mrs. Mu.”

Shang Jing extended his hand to shake Wen Yiwan’s lightly, his smile faint, “Mrs. Mu.”

Both released their hands at the same time.

Without a trace of emotion, Wen Yiwan sized up Shang Jing, “Second Young Master Shang rarely pays a visit, why not come in and sit for a while?”

“No,” Shang Jing said, refusing with aloofness.

He had come today to look for Wen Zhi, and since Wen Zhi was not seeing him, he would have to come back another time, uninterested in dealing with this woman.

After the pleasantries, Shang Jing prepared to leave.

But Wen Yiwan insisted on keeping Shang Jing around, “I heard you asking Wen Zhi earlier about your mother’s whereabouts?”

Shang Jing froze in his tracks.

Wen Yiwan smiled charmingly as she walked up to Shang Jing, “Wen Zhi went to Lin City with your mother.”

Shang Jing furrowed his brow, “Does Mrs. Mu know?”

Wen Yiwan obviously didn’t know, but she pretended in front of Shang Jing, “Of course.”

Shang Jing suddenly looked at Wen Yiwan.

“Don’t get your hopes up about me,” Wen Yiwan said, managing her lie perfectly. “I don’t actually know much.”

She brushed past Shang Jing, speaking unhurriedly, “Second Young Master Shang, in fact, I… that is, Wanyin, we’re somewhat acquainted. We just sat down for a meal together not too long ago.”

Shang Jing believed what she said.

As far as he was aware, Wen Zhi’s mother was on good terms with his own mother, so it was likely that Wen Zhi’s aunt had some connection with her as well.

He kept his composure and stayed silent, continuing to listen to her.

“I’ve indeed heard Wanyin mention going to a famous temple in Lin City to offer incense and worship,” Wen Yiwan fabricated smoothly, knowing Shang Jing was unaware of the truth.

Shang Jing asked, “Jingci Temple?”

“Mhm, that’s right,” Wen Yiwan nodded. “Recently, Wen Zhi stayed at the Shang family residence for a while, invited by Wanyin. They have a good relationship, so it’s normal that Wanyin took Wen Zhi with her to Lin City.”

Shang Jing understood, “So, my mom took Wen Zhi to Lin City to visit Jingci Temple and offer incense?”

Wen Yiwan smiled and nodded affirmatively.

But what Shang Jing didn’t understand was, “However, my dad also went to Lin City afterward, and I just can’t get in touch with them, even though Wen Zhi has already returned.”

Wen Yiwan feigned surprise, “Is that so?”

Shang Jing nodded.

“Well, I wouldn’t know about that. After all, I’m not familiar with your dad,” Wen Yiwan, having learned what she wanted, no longer wished to keep up the pretense.

She raised her hand, her fingers wiggling slightly, “Second Young Master Shang, please have a safe trip back. I won’t see you out.”

Shang Jing was totally unaware that everything Wen Yiwan had just told him was made up on the spot.

He did indeed believe her.

He even expressed his thanks to Wen Yiwan before leaving.

After watching Shang Jing’s car drive away, the smile on Wen Yiwan’s face vanished, and she immediately turned to enter the house and go upstairs.

Upon reaching the Wenzhi Room, she forcefully knocked on the door—

“Wen Zhi, come out here!”

“Wen Zhi! Open the door!”

Without a moment’s delay, Wen Zhi opened the door, and Wen Yiwan immediately asked, “Your dad, did he go to Lin City?”

Wen Zhi didn’t answer.

Wen Yiwan fervently asked again, “Did Mu Yanzhou go to Lin City?”

Guessing what had occurred after Wen Yiwan returned to the room earlier, probably having had a chat with Shang Jing, Wen Zhi discerned the situation from Wen Yiwan’s current state.

“Don’t ask me; if I say I don’t know, it means I don’t know,” Wen Zhi said coldly.

Knowing a forceful approach wouldn’t work, Wen Yiwan immediately softened, moving closer and grabbing Wen Zhi’s hand, “Zhizhi, please just tell me, where is your dad in Lin City?”

Wen Zhi furrowed her brow.

Because Wen Yiwan’s grasp had found her injured hand.

She endured the pain and slowly pried Wen Yiwan’s hand off, “Let go of me first.”

Wen Yiwan noticed the evident pain and promptly let go, asking, “What happened to your hand?”