Yu Ting Pavilion.

As soon as Shen Wanci entered the door, she was hugged by Bo Jingzhou. "Really, is Jiang Er Ye your father?"

The woman's eyes widened in surprise. “You don’t know?”

"I'm not sure."

"Are you sure about calling me 'Dad' so smoothly?" Shen Wanci was speechless. Hearing him change his address without hesitation, she thought he had found conclusive evidence.

"He's going to introduce you to a new boyfriend, isn't he? I have to strike first and take the initiative into my own hands," Bo Jingzhou's voice was filled with resentment, mixed with a hint of grievance. "When he said he was going to introduce you to someone new, you didn't refuse."

"I was just about to speak up for you, and here you are."

Hearing her say that, Bo Jingzhou's dejected emotions instantly brightened. The corners of his lips curled up, and he rubbed his head against her shoulder like a big dog.

He was tall, and this posture wasn't very comfortable for him. "Wanwan, I checked the calendar, the 18th of this month is a good day for marriage, a once-in-a-hundred-years opportunity. What if we go get our marriage license first? We can continue the investigation, and wait until you think I'm qualified before we have the wedding?"

He had to solidify their relationship before Ginger Second Master formally acknowledged Wanci as a member of the Ginger family. She was already so attractive to men, what if she gained the status of Miss Ginger? She would be even more irresistible.

Having spent many years in the marketplace, he was well aware of the saying, "The early bird catches the worm."

Shen Wanci: "..."

This abacus is being clicked so loudly, you can hear it from far away.

Although it wasn't the right time to get a marriage license, she didn't feel any aversion or resistance to this proposal that seemed to have a thousand hidden meanings. She didn't outright reject it like she had before.

Noticing her softening attitude, Bo Jingzhou continued to persuade her calmly and rationally. Shen Wanci almost gave in on the spot, surrendering.

She suspected that now, Bo Jingzhou didn't treat her as herself at all, but simply as a business partner in the marketplace. Otherwise, how could his tongue be so slick?

Shen Wanci held his face and pushed him away from her shoulder. Her rationality finally returned a little, and she said, "Not now."

"When can we do it?" Bo Jingzhou pressed.

“His gaze was too penetrating. Being looked at by him, the little thought in her heart seemed to be unable to hide. She turned her head away: ‘After I figure out what happened to my mother and bring the mastermind to justice, if you haven't been fired yet, then we can talk.’”

The last two characters were obviously lacking in conviction.

Satisfied, Boss Bao began to feel lustful. Looking at the woman's rosy lips in front of him, he had a desire to kiss her. Just as he lowered his head, Jin Sao, who was taking out the trash, came back. Seeing this scene, her hair almost stood on end. What bad luck she had! She had such poor eyesight and would probably be fired.

Just as Jin Sao was about to turn around to remedy the situation, Shen Wanci pushed Bo Jingzhou away with her hand.

Although the man was a little disappointed, he didn't have any particular fetish about kissing in front of others. He stood up straight and said, "It's not dinner time yet. You woke up early today. Go back to sleep for a while. I'll go to the study to deal with some things."

"Good."

Shen Wanci was indeed tired.

Back in her room, she first took a shower before lying on the bed. She set a two-hour timer on her phone. Just as she finished, Ginger Second Master's call came in, "Su Minghui has been found. She is currently at the police station. I will have someone bring her out later, but she doesn't seem to be mentally stable. I don't think we'll get any useful information from her."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Wanci could no longer sleep. She kept replaying in her mind what she would ask later and even wrote down the questions on paper, planning to branch out with different follow-up questions based on the answers she received.

Su Minghui was the mistress of Ginger Wugong, and the painting also came from the Ginger family. Could the real murderer behind this be Ginger Wugong himself?

With so many people in the Ginger family, and with the powerful families constantly vying for power, could there be another hand at play behind this? Perhaps Fifth Master Ginger is just a pawn pushed out to take the blame, and Su Minghui is merely a chess piece planted by them?

Palace intrigue dramas are always portrayed this way.

Shen Wanci had been walking in the dark on this road for too long. Now that dawn was just ahead, she began to feel anxious and uncertain.

She couldn't sleep, so she got up and changed her clothes before going downstairs.

Bo Jingzhou was still in his study. Downstairs, only Jin Sao was cooking. Seeing her come down the stairs, he said, "Madam, there's a pot of silver ear soup ready in the thermos. I'll get you a bowl?"

Shen Wanci glanced at her watch. It was almost lunchtime, but she had eaten too many tea snacks in the tea room and felt stuffed now: "No need, I'll go out for a bit."

She bought paper money and drove to her grandfather's grave. This was the ancestral tomb of the Shen family, swept every day. The black tombstone was spotless, gleaming in the light.

"Grandfather," Shen Wanci squatted down and lit the paper money, "I found Su Minghui."

To make sure her grandfather understood who Su Minghui was, she recounted the story from the beginning. "Mom's death will soon be cleared up, and you can rest easy," she said.

After the paper money burned out, Shen Wanci looked at the flickering firelight, "Don't blame Bo Jingzhou for moving your grave. He just couldn't bear to see you alone in that wilderness. Knowing you love a lively atmosphere, he moved you here. Although he acted without permission, it was done out of genuine concern."

The cemetery was very quiet, and even a little sound would travel far.

"Grandpa is currently playing chess with my grandmother and grandfather downstairs. He must be very happy, and he might even blame me for not bringing him over sooner."

In this so quiet environment, a sudden sound that didn't belong appeared, no less than a thunderbolt on flat ground. Shen Wanci was startled and jumped up directly on the spot. Although she believed in science, she wasn't unwavering to the point where she could still analyze rationally at this moment.

Not becoming a screaming chicken is the greatest respect she has for science.

Bo Jingzhou saw that he had scared the person, and hurriedly walked out from behind a tree, "Wan Ci, it's me..."

Shen Wanci saw him, and instantly she felt both wronged and angry. The aftereffects of the shock were also evident; she felt weak all over and didn't care about her image at all. She plopped down on the ground with a thud. "Bo Jingzhou, are you sick? You scared me half to death! Don't you think I'm living long enough? Do you want to kill me off early for my second marriage?"

Bao Jingzhou helped her up and bent down to brush the ash off her pant leg: "There's no need to be so roundabout. You agree to remarry me, and I'm also a second marriage."

Shen Wanci: "..."

She pushed him angrily, but now her hands and feet were weak, the little force she exerted on him was like nothing at all.

"How did you get here?"

"I followed you because I was afraid something might happen to you."

Shen Wanci: "Grandfather, I'll leave first. I'll come see you again next time."

Bo Jingzhou saw that she was coming over, released her hand and said: "I haven't even spoken to my grandfather yet, how impolite. If I leave now, what if he tells you in a dream tonight that he doesn't agree to our remarriage?"

"For all those years you were married, you never paid your respects. It's too late to start now."

(Editor in charge：mystery novels)