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"Who knows if you are the one who killed the old man, otherwise why did you order that no one should come near his room after the old man passed away?"

"I don't need to explain to you." Nangong Lingyu stretched out his hand, "Give me what you're holding."

Ruan Qianya took a step back, with a calm face, and said aggressively: "Since you don't need to explain to me, I don't need to give you what I got. I am not a servant at home, nor is it yours. Subordinates, there is no need to obey your orders."

After all, Ruan Qianya put the file bag on her chest and walked straight past Nangong Lingyu, but in the next second, her arm was grabbed with such force that it was difficult for her to break free.

Ruan Qianya turned her head and stared directly at Nangong Lingyu with angry eyes, "What do you mean? Are you going to grab it?"

"Give it to me." There were only two simple words, but there was a bone-chilling chill.

Looking into his eyes, Ruan Qianya shuddered suddenly, and her hand holding the portfolio trembled slightly.

"What are you doing?"

A deep voice came, and Nan Gongchang's appearance extinguished the flames that were about to explode between the two.

Nangong Lingyu instantly let go of Ruan Qianya's arm without a trace.

Seeing Nangong Lingyu's deliberate disguise in front of Nangongchang, Ruan Qianya snorted contemptuously, and then smiled in the blink of an eye.

"It's nothing, just now I accidentally slipped my foot, thanks to the elder brother who helped me in time."

Only then did Nan Gongchang understand, although he felt something was wrong, he still didn't say anything, turned around and went back to his room alone.

Seeing the relieved expression on Nangong Lingyu's face, Ruan Qianya was stunned.

"Aren't you tired of pretending like this? No matter how good your disguise is, there will be a day when your mask will be exposed. Do you really think that you can hide it forever?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Nangong Lingyu's face returned to the usual calm, as if nothing happened just now.

"Nangong Lingyu, no matter how hard you cover it up, you still can't hide your own ambitions. If the truth of the old man's death is not found out for a day, I will not dispel my suspicions about you."

"You and Nangong Yu are working hand in hand, sooner or later there will be a day when the fox's tail can't hide."

Ruan Qianya's eyes were aggressive, burning with anger, as if she wished to melt Nangong Lingyu.

Nangong Lingyu did not change his face, and looked at her indifferently, with a cold and gentle tone: "You are wrong, I am me, Nangong Yu is Nangong Yu, we have never been the same way."

Ruan Qianya didn't understand the meaning of these words, but Nangong Lingyu gave her a feeling that the city was very deep, like an abyss, so deep that people felt terrible, because there were hidden unknown dangers that were difficult to guard against.

Seeing Nangong Lingyu approaching, Ruan Qianya reacted instantly, took two steps back and leaned against the wall, not giving Nangong Lingyu a chance to snatch it.

"Nangong Lingyu, if you come closer again, I will yell loudly. Then Nangongchang will be alarmed again. The person who can't explain clearly is yourself."

"Are you threatening me?" A cold light flashed in Nangong Lingyu's starry eyes, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura.

Ruan Qianya met his gaze neither humble nor overbearing, "You think it is."

The two confronted each other for several seconds, Ruan Qianya didn't even blink her eyelids, her stubbornness made Nangong Lingyu finally back down.

Seeing Nangong Lingyu leaving in front of her, Ruan Qianya finally breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body also relaxed, and she leaned limply against the wall, suddenly feeling like she was alive after a catastrophe.

Slowing down, Ruan Qianya stood up straight, and was about to go back to the room, when she saw the servant downstairs walking over with a box in her hands from the corner of her eye.

"Wait a minute!" Ruan Qianya called her to stop, and walked downstairs quickly.

The servant looked at her blankly, "Miss, do you have any orders for me?"

"What's in this box?" In the middle of the night, the servant suddenly went out with a box in his arms, which inevitably made people suspicious.

The servant looked down at the box, and replied quietly: "These are the housekeeper's things. The second lady said that these things are bad luck, let me find a time to get rid of them."

"Is all the housekeeper's stuff here?"

The servant shook his head, "This is the last box, and the others were thrown away after packing up."

Before the words finished, seeing Ruan Qianya's hand reaching for the box, the servant subconsciously shrank back, "Miss, these are the housekeeper's things, aren't you afraid of getting your own bad luck?"

"What's the bad luck?" Ruan Qianya didn't believe these fallacies at all.

The servant glanced around, lowered his voice, and said cautiously: "Miss, you don't know, do you? The housekeeper didn't commit suicide at all, but was forced to death. People who die like this usually have A lot of resentment..."

Ruan Qianya didn't listen to what the servant was talking nonsense behind, but just grabbed the servant's arm tightly and asked eagerly, "Where did you hear the news?"

"I heard it when the second lady was chatting with someone."

The servant deliberately made a silent gesture, "Miss, please don't tell others, I also listened to it from the side, and I don't know what's going on."

Ruan Qianya narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling suspicious in her heart.

Could it be that Feng Yiyun understands the inside?
Otherwise, how would she know that the butler was forced to death?
It seems that my trip back to the old house was really not in vain.

Seeing that the servant was about to leave, Ruan Qianya reached out and grabbed the box, and rummaged through the box under the servant's surprised eyes. They were all daily necessities.

The only thing of value is a small USB stick.

She pinched the USB flash drive with her thumb and index finger, holding only a small hope in her heart that maybe the contents of this USB flash drive would be of some value.

The servant was completely out of the situation, staring blankly at Ruan Qianya, not knowing why.

Ruan Qianya glanced upstairs to make sure that no one was watching her, took out her wallet from her pocket, took out a thick wad of banknotes and stuffed it into the servant's hand, and said deliberately: "Don't tell anyone I'll take it away. This U disk, can you?"

The servant nodded repeatedly, put the money into his pocket with a smile on his face, pretended not to know anything, and carried the box to throw it away.

Back in the room, Ruan Qianya took out her notebook, inserted the USB flash drive into the interface, and clicked on the file on the USB flash drive with a hint of expectation in her heart, but it was empty without any data.

All hopes were dashed in an instant, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Probably because she thought everything was too idealistic. If it was really so easy to find evidence, the truth of the cause of Mr. Nangong's death would not have been dragged on until now.