Although he said that he would help Ling Mu to inquire about his motherâs situation, what surprised Qiu Zhenyang was that the information he heard showed that Dong Qiulan had never appeared in other places since he appeared in the Lin family before.
Given this, either she was still in the Lin family, or had disappeared for no reason. After all, given the power of the Qiu family, itâs impossible to not have any trace of a person on Capital Star.
Qiu Zhenyang felt that something was wrong. He did not share the news with Ling Mu for the time being, but called Qiu Haolin.
âI asked someone just now. When they searched the Lin house that day, they didnât seem to see Dong Qiulan.â Qiu Haolin also felt strange, and said in a heavy voice, âI have a bad guess. After we took everyone away that day, did Lin Zhiyuan direct all his anger on Dong Qiulan? He couldnât control his anger, which led to serious consequences, so he hid her?â
Qiu Zhenyang felt that his brotherâs description was euphemistic. Dong Qiulanâs situation is probably not optimistic.
âBrother, is there any place in Lin Zhiyuanâs house to hide people?â Qiu Zhenyang frowned. He was more concerned about Ling Mu, and didnât think much back then. Itâs very likely that Dong Qiulan is still in the Lin family. There should be some reason why she cannot come out or is unwilling to come out.
Qiu Haolin flipped through the report he just took out, and carefully looked at the following details, but still found nothing: âThe report says that the house has a basement, but they didnât find the entrance to the basement that day, and the servant didnât say anything either. Later, Lin Zhiyuan received the news and rushed back, so the prosecutors could only do a cursory search before leaving.â
It seemed that the so-called basement was very suspicious. Qiu Zhenyang thought about it and opened his mouth: âSince we still have reason to, would you like to go to the Lin family to investigate?â
âI canât go in without a search warrant, and Lin Zhiyuan has been very manic recently, looking for trouble every day. It was rumored before that Mr. Lin directly eliminated Lin Zhiyuan as a successor, but he doesnât even bother pretending now. In short, thereâs been a lot of movement recently. You shouldâve also found out he played some tricks to your game.â
Qiu Zhenyang responded, âSomething happened, but it was easy to handle. His power should have weakened, otherwise he wouldnât use such petty tricks. After all, I sent his son to prison, and indirectly caused him to lose his inheritance rights. He should hate me down to the bone now.â
This sentence was just a joke, but Qiu Haolin said seriously: âDonât worry, brother will not let him have the opportunity to hurt you.â
âWell, I know.â Qiu Zhenyangâs heart was warm, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. âDonât worry, brother, no one can bully our Qiu family.â
After hanging up, Qiu Zhenyang pondered for a while, not sure if he should tell Ling Mu about it.
Although there is no definite result yet, the situation is not optimistic.
Lovers should be frank, but Qiu Zhenyang was worried that this would affect Ling Muâs mood. After struggling for a while, he still chose to tell Ling Mu. The relationship between them has always been equal, and Ling Mu isnât weak. No matter what choice he makes, all he can do is to always be by his side and support his decision.
After hearing the news, Ling Mu fell silent for a while.
Sitting on the sofa, the juice glass in his hand was warmed by his warm grip.
âIf you care, we can take a leave of absence and go out to search. Since there is no news outside, there is a high probability that that person is still at Linâs house. We can find an excuse to visit.â Qiu Zhenyang took the glass in his hand and put it on the table. Ling Muâs body turned to face him.
Facing Qiu Zhenyangâs serious eyes, Ling Mu felt a little less anxious.
He touched the scar on his brow bone, and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile. âForget it, in case she really is there, she might even scold me for meddling.â
Who knows how long Dong Qiulan wanted to enter the Lin family? Instead of wasting time on people who donât care about him, itâs better to practice his skills and focus on studying. The future is bright, why should he look back on the darkness of the past?
Looking at Ling Muâs mouth say itâs okay, but in fact was not relieved, Qiu Zhenyang didnât say much.
He asked a question that puzzled him for a long time: âWhere did the scar on your brow come from?â
Although he wanted to ask before, Qiu Zhenyang didnât say it for fear of touching Ling Muâs sore spot. He finally remembered to ask after seeing Ling Mu touch the scar. It wasnât too obvious, but the position next to the eye was frightening, and he couldnât help feeling distressed.
âMy mother beat me,â Ling Muâs eyes were calm, and he raised his hand to touch the scar hidden in his eyebrow again. âLing Dang and I were just taken to Linâs house back then, and Lin Nuo didnât like us. He told Lin Zhiyuan that I hit him, and my mother slapped me in order to please Lin Zhiyuan, and her overly long nails directly cut the skin on my brow bone.â
Thinking of the previous life, Ling Mu closed his eyes.
It if werenât for his situation being so bad, who would want to make trouble? Cold, fierce, and refusing others from thousands of miles away, these are protective layers he wore. If it wasnât for Qiu Zhenyangâs influence changing him, he might have lived like that for the rest of his life.
Qiu Zhenyang took the man into his arms and hugged him, and put a soft kiss on his forehead. âIt doesnât matter. Iâll make them pay back what they owe you! The trial is coming up, and it wonât be long before Lin Zhiyuanâs lineage completely loses everything.â
Ling Mu didnât speak, just let Qiu Zhenyang hold him.
Such a sense of security in the arms is really nice.
There wasnât much time left, but they still had much to do. Qiu Zhenyang temporarily handed over the training of the club to Zhuo Hang, and completely devoted himself to the upcoming trial. In order to impose additional sentences on Lin Yuhan, he even read up onâInterstellar Lawâ, âFederal Lawâ and âCapital Star Lawâ. If it werenât for his willpower and determination, these books would have crushed him!
Two days before the trial, Qiu Zhenyang had almost finished all preparations when bad news came from Qiu Haolin.
âNot enough evidence?â Qiu Zhenyang faced his brother in the video with a solemn expression.
âYes, Lin Zhiyuan is very cautious. The evidence we have found so far is only enough to sentence him to a year or two. The most important informant has not been found.â Qiu Haolin pinched his eyebrows, and had a headache.
In fact, although the Qiu familyâs power is very large, their main battlefield is in interstellar space. It is somewhat difficult to fight on the capital star. After all, Lin Zhiyuan is like a duck in water here, and it is really not easy to pull him out of the water in such a short time.
Qiu Zhenyang tapped his fingers on the table, pondering for a moment. âLetâs do this first, use the evidence we have. This way, he wonât be able to do anything for a year or two, and we can take this opportunity to continue our investigation.â Heâs not in a hurry anyway. With Lin Zhiyuan in prison, the rest of the Lin family canât take action in order to avoid suspicion, and they canât make any waves.
âOkay.â Qiu Haolin nodded and closed the video to continue his work.
Qiu Zhenyang got up and took a shower and lay down on the bed to fall asleep, but he vaguely heard the sound of a door opening in the corridor in the middle of the night. Ling Mu was the only other person here â what was he doing up so late?
His worries about Ling Mu overcame his drowsiness. Qiu Zhenyang yawned and sat up from the bed, put on his slippers and opened the door and went downstairs.
When he came down from the upstairs, Qiu Zhenyang saw Ling Mu sitting on the sofa in the living room without the lights on. The moonlight fell on the ground through the window, covering Ling Muâs fair feet, but he couldnât see his expression clearly.
âWhatâs wrong?â Qiu Zhenyang sat down beside him. He finally saw Ling Muâs expression after adapting to the darkness. At this moment, the latter had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his expression was full of exhaustion.
Ling Mu suddenly lay sideways on Qiu Zhenyangâs knees, which made the latterâs mind sway for a while. Qiu Zhenyang took a tissue from the table and gently covered it on Ling Muâs forehead, wiping away the cold sweat for him.
âI just had a dream. I dreamed what my father told me every time he went to the battlefield â he asked me to take good care of Ling Dang and my mother.â
Ling Mu was very tired. It was not the first time he had this dream. Every time he dreamed of his fatherâs advice, he would wake up from the dream. Because he felt really uncomfortable today, he came out and sat in the living room for a while to calm down. He didnât expect to wake Qiu Zhenyang.
Qiu Zhenyang touched Ling Muâs thorny short hair while listening. His Xiao Mumu seemed to be colder than anyone else, and hated being bound by emotions more than anyone else, but in fact his heart was so soft that even after being hurt by Dong Qiulan, he was still trapped by his fatherâs words, and couldnât sleep well.
With a sigh in his heart, Qiu Zhenyang couldnât help muttering: âIf Adjutant Ling knew that your mother would become like this later, he would definitely not put such pressure on you.â
As a father, his words are not wrong, but it is a pity that Adjutant Ling does not know people. He couldnât see through Dong Qiulanâs true face, which caused both his son and daughter to suffer after he left.
âDonât think too much. Tomorrow we will take leave and go to Linâs house to find her.â Qiu Zhenyang made a decision. Ling Mu canât continue like this.
Sure enough, Ling Mu no longer refused this time. He was really fed up with this kind of restlessness day after day. Itâs best to figure it out.
After confirming tomorrowâs plan, Qiu Zhenyang patted Ling Muâs arm: âLetâs go, come to my room and sleep. If you canât sleep, Iâll chat with you. Your face doesnât look too well, and you need to rest.â
Ling Mu sat up from Qiu Zhenyangâs lap and looked at him suspiciously. âYou donât want to do anything else, do you?â
Qiu Zhenyang was immediately amused. âAm I so thirsty?â
Ling Muâs disbelieving eyes said it all.
âOkay, okay, just treat me as hungry and thirsty? But even if I want to, I wonât do anything tonight. Your body is the most important thing. Now you need to sleep well.â Qiu Zhenyang was too lazy to explain. He directly picked him up and carried him to the room, then tucked him in bed like he was taking care of a child, and lay down.
âOkay, go to sleep.â Qiu Zhenyang patted his chest and smiled softly.
Ling Mu looked at him sideways, a strong emotion surged up in his heart. He suddenly leaned up and kissed Qiu Zhenyang on the cheek like a dragonfly.
The soft lips made Qiu Zhenyang stunned. He looked back, but Ling Mu had buried his face in the quilt. A muffled voice came from the quilt, with Ling Muâs unique awkwardness: âGood night kiss, sleep.â
Qiu Zhenyangâs throat rolled. He planned on doing nothing, but Xiao Mumu is too cute! Hold back! Hold back!
Eyes wide open Qiu Zhenyang took deep breaths, feeling life was too difficult.
After finally calming down the impulse, he turned sideways and hugged him into his arms. In order to prevent Ling Mu from being suffocated, he dug his face out of the quilt.
Pressing a tender kiss on the cheek, Qiu Zhenyang hugged his lover in contentment.
âGood night.â
Resolution of Mumuâs mom and the Lin family coming up next.
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