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On her way back, the more Ming Shu thought about it, the more strange she felt. Pink diamonds were rare, and the price was very high... But she seemed to have seen pink diamonds like this before.
Yet Father and Mother Qiao never gave her pink diamonds...
Ming Shu went back and looked through the Hostâs things, but found no similar pink diamonds.
âWhat are you looking for?â Yu Jing walked in to see the dressing table was a mess. âWhat happened to our mother? Just now when I arrived home, she pulled me aside and talked about something strange.â
Ming Shu stood before the dressing table and didnât seem to hear Yu Jing.
âWife?â
When Yu Jing approached her, Ming Shu turned her head. âNothing. Keep your hands to yourself, go take a shower first.â
âDo I smell bad?â
âYou stink.â
Yu Jing smelled himself. Itâs not like that, I smell good...
âWhat were you thinking just now?â
âI was thinking...â
Zheng Guangming...
Right!
The necklace Zheng Guangming gave to me had pink diamonds. But where is the necklace?
Ming Shu swept a gaze over the table. âWhereâs the necklace I put on the table last time?â
âWhat necklace?â Yu Jing pretended to know nothing.
âThe one you asked me about last time.â
âI donât know.â
Ming Shu squinted her eyes and called him, âYu Jing.â
Yu Jing revealed a wronged expression. He moved slowly and took out the necklace from the depths of the drawer. âIf you like it, I can give you a better one, Iâll buy you anything you want. But you shouldnât have something given by others on you, especially by males...â
Ming Shu took the necklace box. âWhat about my dad?â
Yu Jing: âWell... Our dad is different, the gifts he gives should be respected.â
Ming Shu: â...â
Ming Shu was too lazy to argue with him. She opened the box. At the time Zheng Guangming gave it to her, she only took a glance at it, but she remembered there seemed to be a pink diamond on the pendant.
The pendant was studded with many diamonds, in a pistil shape, and the pink diamond was right in the middle of the others.
Ming Shu was silent. Was Zheng Guangming the murderer?
The gentle and cultured man who was like an old scholar and had been Qiao Chengâs friend for many years?
She didnât like that man much, though.
But Zheng Guangming and Qiao Cheng had been friends for several decades...
If Zheng Guangming was really the murderer, Ming Shu would think it too unreal.
âWhatâs wrong, wife?â
Ming Shu shook her head. âYou sleep first, Iâll go talk to my dad for a bit.â
âYou want to steal food with Dad again?â Yu Jing raised his eyebrows. âIf you get caught by Mom, donât blame me for not saving you.â
âAm I that kind of person?â
âAre you not?â
Ming Shu was speechless. She was a serious person and wouldnât steal food casually, okay? Wasnât it Mr. Qiao coming to her each time he wanted to destroy the evidence!
Although Mr. Qiao never succeeded, he never got bored of it.
âI have business to take care of, be good and sleep first.â Ming Shu put her arms around Yu Jingâs neck and kissed his lips lightly.
As she was about to leave, Yu Jing seized her waist. The tenderness in his eyes made Ming Shu unable to push his hands away.
Then she felt a darkness before her eyes. Yu Jingâs soft and tender kiss fell on her lips, making her forget to think.
Ming Shuâs body softened. Yu Jing held her and leaned against the table, prolonging the kiss.
This girl...
She was his.
She would always be his.
âDonât...â Ming Shu got back her reason and gasped, pushing against his chest. âDonât seduce me. Letâs take it slow.â
Ming Shuâs eyes were a little misty, and her lips were red like sheâd applied rouge, as bright as dripping water. Her neck was slightly revealed, and the red mark under her collarbone had not disappeared, ambiguous and inviting.
âFacing the girl I like, how can I take it slow?â Yu Jingâs voice was lower than before, weighed with an undisguised desire.
What could he manage? She was like poison and as soon as he touched her, he couldnât control his body.
âGo take a cold shower.â Ming Shu broke free from his arms and walked out quickly.
Yu Jing: â...â
He lowered his head slightly.
Until when do I have to take a shower?
She was feeling it just now, how could she sober up so quickly? Is it that Iâm not charming enough?
...
Qiao Cheng was in his study. Ming Shu knocked on the door, then went in.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Probably Qiao Cheng thought it was Cui Yuhui, so he covered something with the stuff on the table in a hurry, with a guilty face.
Seeing it was Ming Shu, he breathed a sigh of relief. âLittle Qi, you scared me, close the door, close the door!â
âDad, what were you eating?â Why didnât you invite me!
âShh!â Qiao Cheng hushed and gave Ming Shu two green bean cakes. âDonât tell your mother.â
âShare a half, then I wonât tell Mother.â
Qiao Cheng: â...â
Qiao Cheng looked at his green bean cakes, then looked at his own daughter. In the end, he shared a half with her. âYou promised, donât tell your mother.â
âYou canât digest so many sweet desserts, Mother is just looking out for your own good.â
âI know, I know, I didnât eat too much.â Qiao Cheng revealed a guilty expression.
Qiao Cheng decided to change the topic. âCough, cough, Little Qi, what do you want with me?â
âI want to know something about Zheng Guangming.â
Qiao Cheng scolded her immediately. âWhat Zheng Guangming, heâs your Uncle Zheng, how can you call his full name? Donât be so impolite.â
Ming Shu naturally changed the way she called him. âI want to know something about Uncle Zheng.â
Qiao Cheng then nodded with satisfaction. âWhat do you want to know about him? Why are you interested in your Uncle Zheng suddenly?â
âI remember that he hasnât gotten married, why?â
Qiao Cheng paused. âYour Uncle Zheng... He used to be married, but got divorced within a year, and since then, he has been all alone. We intended to introduce some people to him, but he said he liked someone and pursued the bachelor life. Why do you want to know about that?â
âJust curious.â
Qiao Cheng was a little suspicious but didnât think too much. He sighed as he recalled those days. âWhen we were students, your Uncle Zheng got a lot of pursuers, at that time... Alas, itâs really good to be young.â
âDoes Uncle Zheng have any special hobbies?â
âSpecial hobbies? He liked reading and travelling, he often spent a whole day reading novels. If he was on a trip, sometimes we wouldnât see him for several months, even a whole year. Heâs still like this now... Wait, Little Qi, why do you want to know about this?â
Why did he have a weird feeling?
Ming Shu smiled calmly. âI want to know about your past, Father.â
âYou want to know about my past, so why do you keep asking about your Uncle Zheng? Let me tell you about my past accomplishments, come come come...â
After talking to Qiao Cheng, Ming Shu turned to Cui Yuhui and continued.
Finally she got the conclusion that when Qiao Yun died, Zheng Guangming was not in the city.
Ming Shu searched through Zheng Guangmingâs moments. In the evening that Qiao Yun died, he posted a picture of a scenic spot from a good position.
But...
There was no one in the picture. It was easy to achieve such an alibi. He only needed to have someone take his phone and post a picture at that time.
Zheng Guangmingâs moments were all about his travels and it seemed nothing was wrong.
Ming Shu checked the necklace again. There seemed to be scuff marks on the pink diamond... Ming Shu handed the necklace to the special investigation team and asked them to test it if the pink diamonds were the same.
If the pink diamond he gave to her was cut from the same diamond as that on Qiao Yunâs ear studs, then the two pink diamonds must be the same.
She wouldnât believe such a coincidental thing would happen...
Ming Shu provided the clue, so the police told her the result.
They were not from the same pink diamond.