You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Xu Wenbin's appearance made Lu Ziang's heart sink slightly.

He wasn't stupid. From Xu Wenbin's dark circles under his eyes, his messy hair, and his unusually early start, Lu Ziang had already vaguely guessed what was going on.

But he still maintained a calm expression.

"Old Xu, what do you want to ask me so early in the morning?"

Xu Wenbin supported himself on his knees and took a few more deep breaths before straightening up.

He looked into Lu Ziang's eyes and hesitated for a few seconds.

All the thoughts that had been swirling in my mind all night suddenly got stuck in my throat, and I couldn't get them out.

How so?

Ask Lu Zi'ang directly if he's a mole? Ask him if he betrayed Jiang Zemin?

What if I guess wrong? Wouldn't that hurt our brotherhood?

But what if Lao Lu really stabs us in the back if we don't ask him clearly?

Xu Wenbin gritted his teeth, thinking that he was doing this for his brothers anyway, so he might as well lose face.

"Old Lu, I heard you making a phone call from the balcony last night."

Lu Ziang's pupils contracted slightly.

But he quickly regained his composure and simply stood there without saying a word.

Afraid he might not have explained himself clearly, Xu Wenbin quickly added, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I was lying on the top bunk, and even though the door was closed, the sound still leaked in..."

"I heard everything about Liu Wei, Gu Yanzhou, and evidence."

The moment the words left his mouth, the streetlights beside the track and field suddenly went out.

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed in from behind the stadium, illuminating half of both of their faces.

Lu Ziang remained silent for a moment.

He didn't expect Xu Wenbin to hear it.

Or rather, he didn't expect Xu Wenbin to care so much after hearing this, to care so much that he got up early in the morning to block him.

Lu Ziang quickly weighed the options in his mind.

He couldn't tell Xu Wenbin the truth.

The fewer people who know that he was sent by Old Master Liu to protect Jiang Che, the better.

This is not only for his own sake, but also for the safety of the mission.

If Liu Wei's informant at Peking University discovers that Xu Wenbin knows the inside story, then Xu Wenbin himself may also be targeted.

"Old Xu, you misheard."

Lu Ziang patted Xu Wenbin's shoulder, forcing a faint smile: "Yesterday I just chatted casually with Lao Jiang about games, nothing about Liu Wei and Gu Yanzhou. Did you mishear something in your dream last night?"

Xu Wenbin slapped his hand away, "Old Lu, don't try to fool me."

The seriousness in his tone left Lu Ziang momentarily speechless.

"You know what kind of relationship I have with Lao Jiang. If you really do something behind Lao Jiang's back, I, Xu Wenbin, will be the first to object."

"But if you have any difficulties, tell me, and we'll figure something out together."

Xu Wenbin's eyes were a little red, whether from lack of sleep or from being really anxious, it was hard to tell.

Looking at him, Lu Ziang felt a surge of complex emotions.

He has never had any real friends since birth.

In the few months since he came to Peking University, Jiang Che, Xu Wenbin, and Song Mingxuan have all genuinely treated him as a brother.

Xu Wenbin's current state left him unsure how to continue hiding the truth.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally sighed and said, "Old Xu, I can't explain this to you."

"You can't explain what it means?"

"What I mean is, I can't explain it to you."

Lu Ziang glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention to them before lowering his voice and saying, "I can only guarantee you one thing: I, Lu Ziang, have never done anything to betray Lao Jiang, and I never will."

"So what about last night...?"

"Don't ask anymore."

Lu Ziang raised his hand to interrupt him, his tone unusually serious: "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do, but if you really want to understand, go find Lao Jiang."

"Go find Lao Jiang?" Xu Wenbin was stunned.

"right."

Lu Ziang rubbed his temples, looking somewhat troubled, and said, "There are some things I can't tell you, but if Lao Jiang is willing to tell you, you'll understand everything."

Xu Wenbin stared at him for a long time, and Lu Ziang's expression did not seem to be lying.

Moreover, if Lao Lu really was the mole, why would he ask me to go to Jiang Che to verify it?

Xu Wenbin's mind cleared up a little.

"Okay, I'll go find Lao Jiang now."

He turned to leave, but then suddenly turned back. "Old Lu, let me make this clear first: if I find out you're lying to me, we're no longer brothers."

Lu Ziang nodded with a wry smile, "Okay."

……

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Che was currently in the kitchen at home, frying eggs for Su Qinghe.

The olive oil in the frying pan sizzled and bubbled, and the edges of the egg whites were slightly browned.

Su Qinghe, wearing fluffy slippers and a light gray cardigan, leaned against the kitchen door frame, sleepily watching Jiang Che's back.

"Didn't you have no classes this morning? Why did you get up so early?"

Jiang Che gently flipped the egg over with a spatula and asked without turning his head.

"Because you're not here with me, I wanted you to come with me, so I had to come down to find you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Che's phone, which was on the dining table, suddenly vibrated.

Su Qinghe walked over, picked up his phone, glanced at it, and called out, "Ache, Xu Wenbin is looking for you. He said he's already outside our door and it seems to be urgent."

"Old Xu? Okay, let him in."

Jiang Che put the fried egg into a plate and poured a glass of hot milk.

Su Qinghe then went to open the door.

Xu Wenbin stood at the door, his expression indescribably strange.

"Hello, sister-in-law." He greeted Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe glanced at him, then looked back towards the kitchen and pointed there: "Ache is in the kitchen, why don't you go find him?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wenbin nodded, thanked him, changed into slippers, and went inside.

Jiang Che was just coming out of the kitchen with breakfast when he saw Xu Wenbin looking preoccupied and was taken aback.

"What's wrong, Lao Xu? Why are you looking so gloomy so early in the morning? Who bullied you?" he asked jokingly.

Xu Wenbin glanced at Su Qinghe, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

He wasn't sure whether Su Qinghe knew about these things.

Su Qinghe wasn't sure what Xu Wenbin wanted to say, but seeing this, she still said, "Well, I'll go upstairs to change first, you guys talk."

After she went upstairs, Xu Wenbin sat down on the sofa.

He clasped his hands together on his knees, as if organizing his thoughts.

Jiang Che didn't rush him, and slowly ate his breakfast while waiting for him.

After a while, Xu Wenbin took a deep breath.

"Old Jiang, I overheard what Old Lu said to you on the balcony last night."

Jiang Che moved the hand holding the cup slightly, but then continued drinking the milk as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm, and then?"