Chapter 332: Ke Zhongyu, I Miss You a Little

Today was the weekend.

Ke Zhongyu had arranged to teach Jiang Lai driving in the afternoon; as for the morning, he needed to go to the White Tower.

There had never been solid evidence of Lin Shutong's assault; to close the case, she only needed to bear civil compensation and apologize.

Ke Zhongyu would not be satisfied with that outcome.

He wanted the truth.

He wanted to find the person behind Lin Shutong.

The report against Ji Lao had always been targeting Jiang Lai; if the person behind it couldn't be found, there would be lingering trouble, and Jiang Lai could be in danger at any time.

He wasn't a god; he couldn't always show up in time.

On the surface, the White Tower looked like an ordinary security company, but beneath the company there was a massive information center.

Ke Zhongyu drove his car into the underground garage and parked in his designated spot.

After turning off the engine, he didn't rush to get out.

Five seconds later, a crack opened in the floor, and he and his car were transported down to the underground information center.

After a moment of darkness came a blinding light.

Ke Zhongyu slowly opened his eyes, opened the car door, and standing before him was the aged Ke Guanjia.

"Young Master."

"Mm." Ke Zhongyu strode forward, stopped in front of an utterly smooth wall, slowly raised his finger, and after pressing a button, a password lock slowly extended outward.

Ke Guanjia watched him enter the password digit by digit with his index finger, slightly shocked: "Young Master, where is your key?"

"Password correct."

"Fingerprint correct."

As the two mechanical female voices fell, the wall before him slowly opened from the middle to both sides like an automatic glass door.

Ke Zhongyu looked straight ahead, strode forward briskly, and answered Ke Guanjia's question: "Where it's supposed to be."

It was an answer that said nothing at all; Ke Guanjia knew he shouldn't ask any more.

Ke Zhongyu entered a spacious, bright circular room, like a circular corridor where head met tail; beneath a huge floor-to-ceiling glass window was a circular console, and on a massive screen, all kinds of information flowed.

This place housed one computer genius and hacker after another.

Along with a voice that had been processed through a voice changer, the flowing information on the electronic screen began to show a blurry figure of Lin Shutong, which became clear after processing.

Ke Guanjia glanced at the man beside him with a deep gaze and reminded him: "Young Master, if the White Tower wants to stay out of trouble, it shouldn't give such orders unless absolutely necessary."

Ke Zhongyu: "Mm."

But he didn't listen.

The White Tower belonged to the successive heirs of the Ke Family; the heir's orders could not be disobeyed, so Ke Guanjia said nothing more.

An hour later, everywhere Lin Shutong had been and everyone she had seen in the past month were all listed, and a clear network of relationships was laid out before Ke Zhongyu's eyes.

Aside from the Lin and Ji families, Shen Xun and Gu Zhiyan, the person Lin Shutong had interacted with most frequently was... Gu Yinxue?

They even met alone and contacted each other privately.

Seemingly chance and casual encounters became conspicuous under precise big data.

Ke Guanjia saw Gu Yinxue and frowned: "She's backed by the Gu Family; it won't be easy to investigate."

"No need for the White Tower." Ke Zhongyu got the answer he wanted and turned to leave.

Gu Yinxue became a prime suspect in his mind.

All along, he had been unable to determine her motive for secretly targeting Jiang Lai.

Because she liked him?

Because Jiang Lai resembled the young Gu Sen? And Gu Yinxue herself didn't resemble the Gu Family?

Her parents had already refuted that rumor, and Gu Yinxue had undergone a paternity test.

This mystery might only find a breakthrough once Assistant Zhou returned from his investigation.

Number Ten Courtyard, Yanping Road.

Jiang Lai was in the open balcony study teaching Ping'an to recognize and write characters, guiding his pronunciation.

The doorbell rang.

She thought it was Mo Yi, but Mo Yi knew the password.

Opening the door, it was Ke Zhongying.

"Good morning, Sister Jiang Lai!"

Jiang Lai looked at her, full of energy: "So early, and still so spirited."

"Because I ate my brother's breakfast this morning—rice noodles." Ke Zhongying changed into her cherry-blossom-pink slippers and said mysteriously, "Guess why my brother was so attentive so early in the morning?"

Mentioning Ke Zhongyu, Jiang Lai was indeed interested: "Why?"

Ke Zhongying cleared her throat, lowered her voice, and imitated: "A Lai doesn't like noodles, except for baozi."

A flicker of emotion passed through Jiang Lai's eyes.

Ke Zhongying continued imitating: "Jiang Lai and I are together. Her being with me is half thanks to you all. Much appreciated. Lucky to have you."

After saying that, she immediately returned to her normal voice and went "Wow": "My brother suddenly got so sentimental! It caught us all off guard. I've noticed that ever since he got together with you, he's suddenly become more human. You know what I mean by human?"

A bit exaggerated, but Jiang Lai understood what Ke Zhongying meant.

"How did he know that?"

"Know what?"

"That me being with him is half thanks to you all." Jiang Lai subconsciously looked toward the small desk in her room—had Ke Zhongyu seen it?

"Is that so hard to guess?" Ke Zhongying blinked her sparkling eyes. "When Ms. Nian found out my brother liked you, she warned him it was hell mode, because the Shen Family had been too harsh on you, and your defense mechanisms were strong. He couldn't do it alone."

Look, I'm thousands, hundreds, millions of times better than Shen Xi, right? I don't bully people—I'm about to love you to death. Besides, I was your friend first, not because my brother likes you.

My dad isn't as chauvinistic as Shen Xun's father, right?

My mom isn't that crazy woman like Shen Xun's mother, right?

Besides! None of my brother's friends disrespect you, right?

Jiang Lai nodded, saying seriously: 'Yes.'

Ke Zhongying giggled, walked over to Ping'an, first greeting Ping'an, then greeting Ping'an's little pig.

Chongying sis, sis.

Ke Zhongying laughed and replied: 'Let me teach you!'

Jiang Lai's mind was filled with what Ke Zhongying had just said; Ke Zhongyu knew part of the reason she agreed to try being together, and he not only didn't feel their relationship's start lacked purity, but went to thank his parents.

A mature, responsible man made her feel safe and her heart flutter.

At that moment, longing surged into her chest, beating with her heartbeat.

Jiang Lai went to get her phone, opened the chat interface with Ke Zhongyu; the latest message was a good morning at seven thirty.

Seven thirty was the wake-up time Ke Zhongyu had set for her.

【Ke Zhongyu, can we do driving practice earlier?】

The voice call came through quickly.

Jiang Lai went to another balcony to answer; as soon as the phone touched her ear, the man's voice came through.

Anything this afternoon?

His low, magnetic voice brushed her ear like a feather.

No. Jiang Lai shook her head.

Ke Zhongyu said seriously: 'You're not quite right, A Lai.'

Huh? Jiang Lai was slightly surprised.

You have your own way of doing things; you said you'd practice driving in the afternoon, but you showed up in the morning, breaking your own routine—something must have happened. Ke Zhongyu's analysis made Jiang Lai feel how well he understood her.

Jiang Lai nodded: 'Yeah, something indeed happened.'

Ke Zhongyu's voice immediately turned tense: 'What's wrong?'

Jiang Lai pondered for a moment, and finally, before Ke Zhongyu's next anxious inquiry, she voiced her inner thoughts.

Ke Zhongyu.

What's wrong?

I kind of miss you.

The man on the other end of the line suddenly went silent.

Jiang Lai lowered her gaze to her toes, her eyelashes trembling: 'So, can we do driving practice in the morning? That way we can meet.'