After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

Is it obvious?

maybe.

After a few seconds of thought, Cen Yuan put the prayer beads back on his wrist.

"Have you ever eaten ice cream cake?" he asked.

"What is it?" Ji Yan asked, puzzled.

"I've tried it, it's quite sweet."

Cen Yuan looked at the two of them.

After listening, Ji Yan still had something he didn't understand.

He wants something sweet!

They're all grown men, why would they give him anything sweet?

Lin Yue took two steps forward: "Then all those days I spent copying scriptures with Second Young Master were for nothing. I was almost enlightened, but why does Second Young Master seem to be doing something wrong the more he tries to understand?"

Ji Yan nudged him with his elbow: "You should be glad he copied the scriptures, otherwise I would have had to look up the criminal code."

Hearing their whispers, Cen Yuan raised an eyelid and asked, "What did she do?"

Lin Yue spoke very quickly: "The Second Young Master sent the photos that the Young Madam secretly took of him, saying it was a girl's secret. I just asked the maid, and she said that the Young Madam's mother was in a car accident, and the Third Young Master accompanied her back to her parents' home for a few days."

"Hasn't she always been at odds with the Third Young Master? Why did she go back to her parents' home with him?"

"Could it be that the couple quarreled in bed and made up before they got out of bed? What does she take the second young master for? A backup plan? Hmm..."

Lin Yue was stepped on by Ji Yan.

Ji Yan said seriously, "What backup plan? Your second young master isn't even a backup plan. In ancient times, he'd be considered an adulterer at most. Given their status, being drowned in a pig cage wouldn't be an exaggeration. Oh, right, you should be drowned in a pig cage too."

Lin Yue stomped her foot: "Me too? I didn't touch it or hug it."

Ji Yan stared wide-eyed at Cen Yuan.

"You were touching and hugging me! Really?"

"..."

Cen Yuan didn't deny it, but pressed his finger to his forehead, annoyed by the two of them arguing.

Holding a phone in one hand to check WeChat Moments.

He suddenly glanced at the two people in front of him and said, "Give me your phones."

Ji Yan and Lin Yue exchanged a glance, and then handed over their phones.

Cen Yuan scrolled through their WeChat Moments, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Ji Yan walked over curiously: "What are you looking at?"

He glanced at it quickly and saw the pajama photo that Xu Wantang had posted.

"For only one person to see."

He took back his phone, looked through it twice, and then looked through Lin Yue's phone again.

She then clutched her chest: "In the end, it was all in vain!"

Lin Yue became interested and craned his neck to look at Cen Yuan's phone.

Cen Yuan immediately flipped through his phone: "She did it on purpose."

There's a high probability that something went wrong.

Ji Yan pursed her lips: "You really understand her now. Speaking of which, you asked me to continue investigating Lin Zhuozhong based on what Lin Yue found out, and we've made some progress."

"Speak," Cen Yuan said, looking at him.

"The information Lin Yue found shows that Lin Zhuozhong is a distant relative of the third wife's Lin family, but I checked the hospital's records and found that his school registration before university was in a remote mountainous area, and I have never heard of the Lin family having any property there."

"Besides the fact that his surname is Lin, there is absolutely no way to find any connection between him and the Lin family. So when he joined the company, my dad didn't notice anything unusual. Besides, he's capable and has a good reputation."

Ji Yan then whispered, "By the way, he recently wanted to switch jobs to a private hospital, but he didn't reveal any information about it beforehand."

Cen Yuan's eyes darkened slightly: "That means he already had a backup plan. Who does this private hospital have connections with?"

"The Lin family."

Upon hearing this, Cen Yuan was not surprised.

"It seems some people have big appetites."

Ji Yan scoffed, "Big appetite, but not as far-sighted as you."

Cen Yuan didn't reply, but kept turning his phone around: "Investigate something else for me."

"What is it?"

"Xu Wantang," Cen Yuan slowly uttered the name.

"Are you serious? What if..."

"check."

"it is good."

The voice just fell.

Cen Yuan's phone suddenly rang, but it was different from a regular phone ringtone.

This is the system sound from a WeChat video call.

Cen Yuan glanced at his phone screen and waved to the two people in front of him.

"go out."

"I……"

Lin Yue wanted to say that he hadn't finished reporting on his work, but Ji Yan pulled him out.

"What? You want to stay and watch other people put on their pajamas?"

"What kind of pajamas? Do they look good?"

……

the other side.

Xu Wantang locked the door and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

One moment she's thinking about a fake marriage certificate, the next she's thinking about Cen Shichuan and the Xu family.

A moment later, I remembered the Thunder status update I had posted.

Shouldn't you explain this?

Cen Yuan was accompanied by Lin Yue, and it was obvious at a glance that her posts were intended for a specific person.

She immediately sat up straight, drank some water to moisten her throat, and dialed a voice call.

She only realized she had started a video call after she put down the cup.

Before she could close the call, the other end had already answered the video call.

She stood there casually, wearing her pajamas, facing Cen Yuan.

After a few seconds of eye contact, Cen Yuan calmly turned his face and looked at the book in his hand.

"What is it?"

His calm and uneventful tone suggested that nothing could arouse his interest.

Xu Wantang choked on the water and quickly pulled off the thin blanket from the back of the chair to wrap herself in it.

"Then tell me..."

"What do you mean, 'talk about'? Nightgown?" Cen Yuan turned a page of his book.

"Cough cough cough."

Xu Wantang coughed until her cheeks turned red.

He spoke too casually, didn't he?

Cen Yuan turned his face, his gaze slightly lowered.

It's as if he's staring at Xu Wantang through the lens.

"I saw it."

The three words, spoken in a low, deep voice, sent a shiver down Xu Wantang's spine.

Why does it seem like a double entendre?

Did you see or hear something on social media?

Did I see a nightgown?

Xu Wantang clenched her hands and calmly explained, "I'm staying at home, so I don't have any pajamas. This nightgown was a gift from my high school friend, and it's a bit too small."

"Um."

Cen Yuan stared at the screen, or rather, at Xu Wantang: "Why are you explaining this to me?"

"I……"

Yeah, why bother explaining to him?

Xu Wantang clutched the blanket around her, unable to come up with a reason for a long time.

Cen Yuan shifted his gaze back to the book, flipping through it as he casually asked, "Has Cen Shichuan read it?"

"He left a long time ago. This is a new dress, and it's the first time I've ever worn it."

Xu Wantang gets annoyed whenever Cen Shichuan is mentioned.

Without realizing it, I blurted out everything.

She glanced at the screen and noticed that Cen Yuan's posture hadn't changed, and he didn't seem to care much.

but……

"Second brother, your book is all crumpled, don't you want it anymore?"

Snapped.

The book was closed with a little force.

Cen Yuan coughed and said, "I was thinking about something and my mind wandered."

At this moment, Xu Wantang leaned closer to the camera, her face, fresh from a shower, glowing with a peachy pink hue.

She blinked her eyes: "Second brother, are you feeling hot-tempered again? Your ears are all red."

Cen Yuan clenched his fist and covered his lips, then coughed twice more: "It's just hot."

He turned his head to place the book, and his phone also turned slightly, revealing a thick stack of papers on the corner of the table.

Xu Wantang visited his residence in the temple, where the table was covered with sutras copied on this kind of paper.

"Second brother, you're so busy with work, yet you still copy so many scriptures? This is thicker than a dictionary."

She tilted her head, trying to see clearly what Cen Yuan had copied.

But she had only seen the first word: 静 (jing).

Cen Yuan blocked his way with his hand: "You've asked a lot of questions today."

"..."

Xu Wantang pursed her lips.

"You want to go back to the Xu family?" Cen Yuan suddenly asked.