Who moved her body?

For the first time, Zhuang Buyi felt disgusted by people who spoke recklessly.

"When I get old and make my will, I must include a request to go to another funeral home! I absolutely will never come here again!"

After leaving the house, Zhuang Buyi kept wondering who the "people above" that Director He had mentioned were.

He was clearly not the director of the funeral home; his power was not sufficient.

When Zhuang Buyi reminded Director He to "forget," Director He was quite frightened. Judging from Director He's reaction, the person above was not simple and could even bypass the funeral home director to issue orders directly.

"Could it be Guan Jie?"

Zhuang Buyi really hoped that this person was Guan Jie, but reason told him that it was impossible.

Guan Jie doesn't have that much ability, and he wouldn't easily expose himself.

In any case, this does not fit Guan Jie's situation.

"Who could it be?"

This person not only knew Song Xiaoxian, but also managed to remove Song Xiaoxian's file before the people from Huangyan Island came to investigate. This person is definitely not simple.

"What is this person's purpose?"

It was clearly not done to harm Guan Jie.

Whether they are friend or foe is still unclear, but Zhuang Buyi's most important task right now is to go to the hospital.

Just then, Zhuang Buyi's phone rang, and the car screen displayed Zeng Meiqian's number.

Zhuang Buyi pressed the answer button.

"No doubt, come have lunch with me at Restaurant No. 1 at noon."

Zhuang Buyi glanced at the time on the screen: 11:35.

"Sister Meiqian, I have something to do right now. I'll go as soon as I'm done, but it might be a little late."

"Everything except eating is just busywork; you'll never know the answer. Be there at twelve o'clock sharp; I'll be waiting for you."

The call was abruptly cut off.

It's about a 20-minute drive from here to Restaurant No. 1. Zhuang Buyi turned right at the traffic light ahead and drove towards Restaurant No. 1.

Zhuang Buyi kept thinking about Zeng Meiqian's words, "You will never know the answer."

"Does she know what I'm doing, or is she just guessing?" Zhuang Buyi sighed repeatedly for the first time at a problem he couldn't solve.

However, Zeng Meiqian is right; it was all a waste of time.

The people of the desolate island are searching for Song Xiaoxian's "closest person" from her past life, but someone has already taken away the things related to Guan Jie.

If this person thought of a funeral home, he would naturally think of a hospital, or even any place where Guan Jie might have a connection with Song Xiaoxian. Zhuang Buyi had no doubt about this person's abilities.

Since that's the case, his trip to the hospital is just to confirm this conclusion; he won't know the answer.

……

Zeng Meiqian wore a light blue long dress with a one-shoulder neckline, a silver handbag in front of her, and her long hair was curled and draped over her shoulder.

The waiter led Zhuang Buyi to Zeng Meiqian's table.

"Mr. Zeng, your guest has arrived." The waiter announced this and bowed before retreating.

Zhuang Buyi pulled out the chair opposite Zeng Meiqian and sat down.

"Sister Meiqian, why did you suddenly invite me to lunch?"

"You guys think the boss isn't here, and all the other men are scrambling to have dinner with me. Seeing their fawning looks makes me lose my appetite. Besides you, my pool of potential male dinner partners isn't that big, do you think?"

Zhuang Buyi smiled apologetically, "I will definitely tell Guan Jie when he comes back."

Although the words were full of jokes between friends, Zhuang Buyi knew that Zeng Meiqian's words were not exaggerated at all.

Zeng Meiqian was in her prime, possessing exceptional beauty. Her family's business network was so vast that everyone knew about it, and as the heiress to her own company, she was a true heiress. Zhuang Buyi had no doubt that countless men would be willing to do anything for a woman like her with just a nod.

However, as Zeng Meiqian said, Zhuang Buyi was not one of these men.

He had no designs on Zeng Meiqian, and even though she wasn't Guan Jie's woman, he had no interest in her whatsoever. He didn't like Zeng Meiqian; it was an instinctive dislike. Of course, besides not understanding Zeng Meiqian, he was also somewhat afraid of her in private.

Zhuang Buyi composed himself and replied, "It is my honor to have dinner with Sister Meiqian."

Zeng Meiqian raised her right hand and bent her fair index finger towards the air. A waiter immediately came over and bent down thirty degrees beside Zeng Meiqian.

"Give me a cod chowder and a medium-rare steak."

"Okay, Mr. Zeng."

The waiter straightened up and turned to Zhuang Buyi.

"Give me a matsutake mushroom risotto and a glass of orange juice, no sugar."

"OK."

Zhuang Buyi closed the menu and handed it to the waiter, who reverently took the menu, took two steps back, and then turned and walked away.

Zeng Meiqian raised her left hand, her pinkish-white nails looking soft like silicone. She seemed to be checking each one, examining each finger in turn.

"The service here is really good, and it matches the restaurant's style perfectly," Zeng Meiqian said without looking up.

"It's really good, I'm even thinking of tipping it."

Even geniuses can be moved, right?

"Sister Meiqian is making fun of me again." Zhuang Buyi pushed up his glasses, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Zeng Meiqian lowered her fingers, placed her arms flat on the table in front of her chest, and squinted at Zhuang Buyi.

"Your Queer Company isn't a small company with just one or two people. What? What kind of big business requires your boss to personally handle it?"

Zhuang Buyi shifted his body and said, "He's a perfectionist. You know his temper, Sister Meiqian. He'll do whatever he can himself. Besides, he said this is a very important deal, and he wants to show his sincerity by going in person."

"Yes, a perfectionist."

The two didn't say anything after that. Zhuang Buyi drank his orange juice and occasionally looked at Zeng Meiqian's reaction, but Zeng Meiqian was completely different and remained very calm.

The waiter quickly brought over the steaks for the two of them. Zeng Meiqian cut open the steak, which was still bloody inside, and said, "Look, how tempting."

Zhuang Buyi looked up at the steak Zeng Meiqian was cutting, and when their eyes met, he shivered.

"Sister Meiqian, when you called me you said I wouldn't get an answer." Zhuang Buyi paused for half a minute, and seeing that Zeng Meiqian didn't answer, he had no choice but to continue, "Sister Meiqian, what do you mean?"

Zeng Meiqian didn't avoid Zhuang Buyi's gaze, but simply curled the corners of her lips and said, "Even geniuses don't know all the answers. Aside from eating, everything else is just busywork, isn't it?"

Zeng Meiqian lowered her eyes, picked up a piece of steak and put it in her mouth. Her red lips trembled slightly as she chewed. Zhuang Buyi lowered his head and turned the risotto over. A steam that seemed to have been sealed for a long time suddenly burst out through a crack, blurring Zhuang Buyi's glasses.

"Sister Meiqian, you know what I'm doing, don't you?"

Zeng Meiqian put down her knife and fork, unfolded the napkin folded into a V shape, and gently dabbed it on the corner of her mouth.

"Of course I know."

Zhuang Buyi met Zeng Meiqian's eyes once again, and he saw in Zeng Meiqian's eyes the confidence that everything was under control.

"Did she send someone to remove Song Xiaoxian's records at the funeral home? Is she the 'person above' that Director He mentioned?" Zhuang Buyi kept asking himself.

In that instant, Zhuang Buyi wanted to tell Zeng Meiqian everything about Guan Jie.

"Even if Zeng Meiqian wasn't the one who transferred Song Xiaoxian's records, she would never harm Guan Jie; if she is the one secretly helping Guan Jie, then we should tell her the truth even more, so as to better protect Guan Jie," Zhuang Buyi advised himself in his heart.

Just as Zhuang Buyi opened his mouth, wanting to tell everything, his intuition told him, "You can't say it."

A stopper fell, silencing Zhuang Buyi before he could speak.

Zeng Meiqian looked slightly disappointed, but her smile quickly covered up that fleeting expression.

"What did you want to say to me just now?" Zeng Meiqian asked.