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"I asked around, and it does seem quite fierce. Gao Yuanqian and the people at the golf course confirmed that he was indeed practicing with Gao Yuanqian on the afternoon of the 21st. However, I checked, and their practice area is very open; someone could leave midway without being easily noticed.
Moreover, the place where Cao Xilan and Lu Kao negotiated is right here where you and I are sitting now."
Shuifang Teahouse? Fang Zhizheng set down his teacup, squinting as he looked at the two spots, as if imagining the scene between Cao Xilan and Lu Kao on the 21st.
He glanced out the window; not far away was an open parking lot.
Was Cao Xilan's car parked there on the 21st?
Ye He Shun continued, "Cao Xilan was driving an SUV. Since she often comes here, the staff at the teahouse are quite familiar with her. If she left midway, she would definitely be recognized.
Besides, she was with Lu Ming's father, Lu Kao, at that time. If she left suddenly, how could Lu Kao not mention it?"
"If people would notice if Cao Xilan's car left, what about Lu Kao's?" Fang Zhizheng frowned slightly, his gaze deep in thought.
"But why would Cao Xilan conceal the fact that Lu Kao left?" Ye He Shun asked, puzzled, scratching his head.
Fang Zhizheng extended a finger and gently tapped Ye He Shun's chubby head, saying seriously, "You need to learn to question everything."
Fang Zhizheng picked up a glass of water and slowly walked to the bedside, handing it to Gao Huan, who sat there. She didn't even glance at the cup, keeping her head down tightly clutching a vase.
Fang Zhizheng turned back to glance at Ye He Shun and Cao Xilan standing by the bedroom door. He waved his hand gently, signaling them to close the door and wait outside.
Ye He Shun, feeling helpless, could only comply. Cao Xilan, half-convinced, murmured to him, "Is this person reliable? You say he’s your psychological consultant, but with that long hair, he looks more like an artist."
"Don't worry, the key is in your hands. If anything happens, we'll come in immediately," Ye He Shun quickly reassured her.
Once they had closed the door, Fang Zhizheng moved a chair and gently placed it beside Gao Huan's bed before sitting down. He seemed to be talking to himself as he said, "I remember there’s a water bottle in 'Journey to the West,' where Sun Wukong was trapped inside."
Hearing this, Gao Huan instinctively pulled the vase closer to her chest and shot Fang Zhizheng a wary glance. Fang Zhizheng, however, wore a smile and looked at her gently.
"How uncomfortable it must be to be trapped in a bottle for a lifetime. Don’t you want to let him out?" Fang Zhizheng asked softly.
Gao Huan remained tight-lipped and silent.
"Oh, I see. You're afraid it's dangerous outside and that he would encounter peril if he comes out?" Fang Zhizheng continued to probe.
Gao Huan's eyes suddenly brightened as she hurriedly replied, "They all want him to leave me. But I won’t let that happen, I won’t let that happen…"
She repeated "won’t let that happen" six times in succession, and a knowing smile flickered across her face. With her disheveled hair, she appeared somewhat eerie.
"I understand all of this. So like you, I want to protect him," Fang Zhizheng said sincerely.
"You?" Gao Huan looked at Fang Zhizheng with confusion. He still wore a smile that seemed warm as sunlight, causing her hostility to wane slightly.
"Actually, love shouldn’t be like this. When you love someone, you can’t always hold them close. Just like your parents—while they pamper and restrain you, it can feel suffocating. Not to mention Lu Ming…"
"He is a man. Perhaps letting him free from your embrace would be the best for him. I believe you wouldn't want to make him unhappy, would you?" Fang Zhizheng gently persuaded.
"It's dangerous outside... He will die," Gao Huan said with concern.
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