After my epilepsy, the entire entertainment industry shunned me like a snake or a scorpion.

Yin Jiu turned his gaze towards Meng Shuo, who was standing with his arms folded and a sullen look on his face, as if someone owed him millions.

Noticing someone was looking at him, Meng Shuo said, "I came here to accompany Ah Xiang."

If I hadn't promised Ah Xiang that I would bring her to see Yin Jiu after she was discharged from the hospital, I'm afraid I would never come here in this life.

Lu Cenyan nodded: "Sit down."

Meng Shuo didn't hesitate to sit down on the sofa opposite Yin Jiu, just like he was at home.

Meng Shuo was a little surprised to see the child sleeping soundly in Lu Cenyan's arms. He never thought that one day he would be able to see Lu Cenyan coaxing a child with his own eyes.

"Are you really working as a nanny here and raising a child?"

She didn't know if it was Yin Jiu's illusion, but every time she heard Meng Shuo speak, she always felt that there was a hint of sarcasm and sarcasm in his words.

Lu Cenyan didn't care much about Meng Shuo's sarcastic words. After seeing the child fall asleep, he handed the child to Uncle Rong and asked him to take the child out.

Yuwan has been staying at home for nearly a month. It is estimated that Su Jiu will come to pick up the child in the next few days.

After Uncle Rong took the child, in order to prevent Yuwan from waking up and disturbing the discussion, he simply took Yuwan to the room upstairs to watch over him personally.

In a blink of an eye, only Lu Cenyan and the other three were left in the living room.

Meng Xiang suddenly hugged herself and rubbed her arms. Yin Jiu noticed it and asked, "Are you a little cold?"

Meng Shuo heard the voice and looked over. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Meng Xiang felt a little uncomfortable.

Especially when Sister Yin’s husband stared at her, Meng Xiang always felt an invisible sense of oppression, which made her dare not speak.

"No, no, it's just that the decoration of the house is quite unique..."

She noticed when she came in from outside just now that the overall decoration style of Tanzhuang is dark, and there are a lot of green plants, giving people a feeling of depression and suffocation.

But the road in front of the door was painted a light yellow, and golden sunflowers were planted in the flower beds.

The two incompatible styles look very strange.

She always felt a little scared, but this was someone else's home after all, so Meng Xiang didn't dare to say anything.

After personally pouring a cup of tea for Meng Shuo and Meng Xiang, Yin Jiu looked at Meng Xiang and said leisurely, "By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"It's not a big deal..." Meng Xiang glanced at Meng Shuo who was sitting alone on the sofa with his eyes closed, then looked at Lu Cenyan who was focusing all his attention on Yin Jiu, raised his eyes and looked directly into Yin Jiu's eyes, "It's been a long time since we last met, Sister Yin, can you accompany me for a walk?"

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Meng Xiang nervously grasped the hem of her clothes.

Yin Jiu understood what he meant, and stood up and said to Lu Cenyan: "I'll take Meng Xiang for a walk outside."

Lu Cenyan's expression relaxed, he took back the hand that was on Yin Jiu's leg and responded, "Okay."

……

Yin Jiu took Meng Xiang out and walked around the back garden.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

She didn't believe that Meng Xiang had come all the way here just to reminisce about the past.

Meng Xiang thought of Yin Jiu's distant and cold attitude towards Meng Shuo, and asked, "Sister Yin, do you have any opinion about my uncle?"

Yin Jiu: "It is true that there is some personal grudge, but I will not take my anger out on others, don't worry."

She didn't want to lose her friend Meng Xiang because of Meng Shuo's little thing.

Sure enough.

After hearing Yin Jiu's answer, Meng Xiang was no exception.

"Would you mind telling me about it?" Meng Xiang hesitated for a long time before mustering up the courage to speak, "I think there is some misunderstanding between you two."

"It's not like I can't tell you about this."

Yin Jiu sighed, thought for a moment and organized his words, then told him everything that happened in the TEMPT bar that year.

Whether Meng Xiang believed it or not, this was all she saw.

"You mean my uncle..."

After hearing this, Meng Xiang took two steps back in disbelief.

She couldn't utter the words about molesting other girls that were stuck in her throat.

In her heart, Meng Shuo is a gentleman of high moral character and would never do such a thing.

Seeing that Meng Xiang didn't believe it, Yin Jiu didn't say much.

She needed some time to digest the news.

Yin Jiu gently patted Meng Xiang's back to calm her excited emotions.

"impossible!"

Meng Xiang shook her head, totally disbelieving that Meng Shuo would do such a thing. She just lowered her head and muttered like a possessed person.

"He has no reason..."

"What day was it?"

Meng Xiang suddenly grabbed Yin Jiu's wrist, and the little girl's strength was so great that she almost crushed Yin Jiu's bones.

She hissed in pain, finally bringing Meng Xiang back to reality.

After coming to her senses, she immediately let go of her hand and looked at Yin Jiu expectantly.

Yin Jiu couldn't remember clearly, so she had to look up the time when the media released the misplaced kiss photo of her and Lin Ziran, and calculated the specific date.

"May 18th."

Meng Xiang immediately took out his cell phone and looked through his Moments and Weibo from a few years ago. He found his Weibo post on May 18th, five years ago, to see what he was doing.

Suddenly, she shouted in surprise: "On the 18th of that year, my location was in Country Y, and my uncle and I were the same."

The time difference between the two places is about seven hours, which means that the evening of the 18th in North City is noon in Country Y.

In the morning, Meng Xiang posted a photo of her breakfast on her Moments, and the hand revealed in the photo belonged to Meng Shuo.

If you calculate it this way, the time doesn't match at all.

Yin Jiu was also a little surprised. While shocked, he took Meng Xiang's phone to compare it: "Are you sure?"

Who was the man that night?

"Sure!"

Meng Xiang confidently showed Yin Jiu a hand in the photo: "My uncle has a small mole at the base of his right middle finger. If you don't believe me, you can go and see it later."

Meng Xiang seemed to be trying hard to prove Meng Shuo's innocence.

Yin Jiu's heart was already in turmoil and could not be calmed for a long time.

"If it wasn't Meng Shuo, why would that man look exactly like him..."

Yin Jiu muttered to himself.

"Xiangxiang, does your uncle have any brothers or sisters who are closely related by blood?"

When Meng Xiang was about to shake her head and say no, she suddenly remembered that she had asked her uncle what the relationship was between him and the man who kidnapped her.

He said the word "relative".

How close is this relative?

"Maybe... you can start with the person who kidnapped me last time."

She felt that there was a high probability of gaining something.

"What kind of relationship do you suspect that person has with your uncle?"

In fact, she had suspected it, but she couldn't find any evidence.

Meng Xiang nodded: "Not bad."

The two people speculated for a while, while Meng Shuo and Lu Cenyan, who were sitting in the living room, were also testing each other.

"I heard that Mr. Lu is investigating the murderer who kidnapped Ah Xiang recently."

Meng Shuo gently turned the plain ring on his middle finger and said with his eyes lowered.

Lu Cenyan remained calm: "Why do you think so?"

Meng Xiang just smiled faintly: "I guessed."