Who moved her body?

"I know a lot, but I don't plan to tell you. After all, business matters are confidential. Of course, I know you're not interested in business matters either. Do you know the biggest difference between us?"

Guan Jie looked at Su Yinren and smiled helplessly. "Please speak."

Everyone thinks you're devoted, but you're actually fickle; as for me, everyone thinks I'm fickle, but the truth is I'm completely heartless!

Su Yinren flipped his palm over and asked, "Do you know what we have in common?"

Guan Jie shook his head.

"Everything has its extremes and then their opposites, just like your 'being passionate is being heartless,' while I am the opposite, 'being heartless makes being passionate.' You can love someone deeply, but you can also forget someone and start over. As for me, I've seen all the beauties of the world but have never been moved by any woman. Tell me, who is more pathetic?"

"Young Master Su is also a philosopher."

"I didn't inquire unintentionally while I was on the desolate island, but I still learned a little about the matter between you and Song Xiaoxian. I'm very sorry about Miss Song's ultimate fate."

Guan Jie took a few sips of his drink in silence. "Xiao Xian's death wasn't an accident; it was deliberately orchestrated."

"Don't you suspect the person who took all of Miss Song's records before Situ Feng? If he wasn't the one who plotted to kill Miss Song, how could he have been so attentive and acted before the person on Desolate Rock Island?"

"The person who took Xiaoxian's information did so to protect me and prevent my identity from being exposed."

Su Yinren gave a mocking snort. "So, you think the person protecting you couldn't possibly be the murderer of Miss Song?"

"I can't see any connection between the two."

"Okay, I feel sorry for Mr. Guan's intelligence once again." Su Yinren sighed, "If someone who loves you did this, do you think there would be any questions?"

"Are you doubting Meiqian?"

Su Yinren nodded. "Why not?"

"Meiqian loves me, but it's definitely not her. Meiqian has the ability to do this, but if she knew I was in danger on Desolate Rock Island, given her temperament, she should have gone to Desolate Rock Island to demand my return, not done this secretly. Also, Young Master Su, don't forget, Meiqian only met me after Xiaoxian died. Xiaoxian's death had absolutely nothing to do with her."

"It seems Mr. Guan doesn't know your fiancée very well. It's not a compliment to say that the heir to a trading empire is a kind person."

"You are Meiqian's classmate, and you returned to China at her invitation. I wonder what Mr. Su's intention is in saying this?" Guan Jie asked with hostility.

"I admit I'm Ms. Zeng's friend, and I'll always stand by her side. Of course, if breaking you up would benefit me more, why wouldn't I give it a try?"

"Break us up?" Guan Jie sized up Su Yinren. "What good would that do you?"

Su Yinren rubbed his forehead again. "I really have to be blunt when talking to Mr. Guan. This isn't my nature. Tonight's wine is really hard for me to swallow."

"Let me put it this way: if our Su family and Zeng family were to form a marriage alliance, we could share 60% of the world's trade. Do I need to explain this to you further?"

Guan Jie nodded with a cold smile, "Young Master Su is willing to sacrifice himself for his family."

"Sigh, what feelings can a heartless person have? In other words, what difference does it make who I'm with? Is Mr. Guan just pitying me?"

"That's how marriages are for scions of wealthy families, isn't it? There's no point in sympathizing." Guan Jie clinked glasses with Su Yinren, his initial hostility vanishing completely. "Even if Young Master Su is determined to break me and Meiqian up, the reasons you've given aren't enough to make me suspect Meiqian. Doing business sometimes requires tactics, but a person's nature doesn't change. Meiqian, desperate because she couldn't find me, threatened to buy my company. If she were the one who took the data, why would she resort to such a tactic?"

Su Yinren gave a wry smile. "Mr. Guan, would you be surprised if I told you that Zeng Meiqian knew you six years ago?"

Guan Jie was indeed surprised; he looked at Su Yinren in disbelief.

"Six years ago, Zeng Meiqian returned to China for vacation. One evening, she was driving her sports car to the resort alone when she encountered some thugs. If it weren't for a policeman's rescue, she might have disappeared along with her car. And that policeman was you."

Guan Jie's hand was trembling as he gripped the wine bottle.

Six years ago, he rescued a little girl who was almost being bullied while on patrol. The girl wrote down his badge number as she drove away alone in a pink sports car, and then he forgot about it.

"Was that girl Meiqian?"

"Yes, I found your police badge number in her wallet. At that time, I thought she would definitely marry me, and I had a fight with her because of it. So, I investigated you. At that time, you were living a happy life and your work was going well. I thought Zeng Meiqian remembered your police badge number just to repay the favor in the future, but I never expected that her way of repaying the favor would be to offer herself to me."

"So you suspect that Meiqian orchestrated Xiaoxian's death?" Guan Jie shuddered.

"If Song Xiaoxian doesn't die, Zeng Meiqian will have no chance. In order to get you, Miss Song must die!"

"No, no." Guan Jie shook his head. "Even if I saved Meiqian six years ago, we only met two years after Xiaoxian died. It's impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Let me tell you something else. The person who took Miss Song's information had contacted Situ Feng. Her condition for keeping the secret of Huangyan Island was that Miss Song die."

Guan Jie gritted his teeth.

Su Yinren shrugged. "Fine, whether you believe it or not is up to you. I've told you everything I know. Goodnight, brother!"

Saying "Goodnight" to Su Yinren, Su Yinren straightened his clothes, stood up, and left.

Guan Jie looked back at the dance floor in the middle of the bar. Everyone on the floor wore a ferocious mask, and they all looked like monsters waiting to devour people.

"Impossible, impossible." Guan Jie finished his beer, then took Su Yinren's bottle of liquor and started drinking it glass after glass...

......

Guan Jie arrived at Zeng Meiqian's villa half an hour earlier than usual. After the maid served tea and left, Guan Jie opened the cabinet in Zeng Meiqian's study. Inside the cabinet was a small wooden box with a lock, which contained Zeng Meiqian's old trinkets.

The items included Zeng Meiqian's hair ties from when she was a child, several photos of her mother, and a leather-bound diary with the inscription "Gift from Mom" ​​on the first page.

Guan Jie had heard Zeng Meiqian say that her mother passed away when she was in elementary school, and because of the lack of maternal love, she was very rebellious for a time.

She kept a diary on and off for more than ten years, from her childhood innocence to her college days, and the entries were almost all about Zeng Meiqian missing her mother.

"Such a kind girl could never do something so cruel," Guan Jie thought.

Guan Jie felt incredibly foolish for believing Su Yinren's instigation. Just as he was about to close his diary, a small note floated out.