Chapter 76: A Thief's Heart Never Dies

Long before the construction crew even arrived, he had laid down a harsh ultimatum: if anyone dared to go out and spout nonsense before the truth came to light, he would certainly not be lenient.

Although no names were mentioned, everyone knew who he was talking about.

With the old man holding down the fort, he could keep things in check for a day or two, but it was hard to say how long that would last; that was why he was so desperate for results, hoping to suppress this turmoil quickly.

He believed in his grandson, and not only did he believe in his grandson, he also believed that his daughter-in-law was incapable of taking a human life.

But the people in the Villa did not think so.

Although Shi Yuke and Sheng Yukai were resting in different rooms, they were communicating via WeChat.

Shi Yuke: Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, don't you want to do something?

Sheng Yukai: I do, I think about it every moment, I miss your wonderful body...

Shi Yuke: Stop talking nonsense, why don't you find a reporter to report this? If Sheng Hanyu is targeted by those people, regardless of whether anything can be fished out of the lake, he will never be able to wash away the suspicion of murder.

Since the old man and Sheng Hanyu had explicitly stated last night that they would not marry her, Shi Yuke had been harboring a foul temper, and she had nowhere to vent it.

When she discovered the fool's teddy bear under the moonlight in the middle of the night, her off-key voice was not one of terror, but of excitement!

She felt this was a heaven-sent opportunity, and if she didn't take advantage of it, she would be a fool.

Sheng Yukai sent a row of crying emojis, then said: You think I don't want to? The old man already laid down the law; if this matter leaks out before the workers leave, it's on me, and I will lose my inheritance rights to the Sheng Family.

Shi Yuke quickly typed a line on her phone: How does he know it was you who said it? Maybe it was the workers who said it, you never know!

Sheng Yukai: If you want to court death, I won't stop you, but you must not drag me into it. Whatever you do, I don't know about it, and don't tell me, understand? I didn't see anything.

Shi Yuke put down the phone, curling her lip in total contempt for Sheng Yukai.

Hmph!

He usually has a whole set of sweet words, but when it comes to the critical moment, he's unreliable.

She picked up the phone again, wanting to leak this to the media. That's right, the Chairman of the Sheng Family had warned the Sheng Family, and he had also warned the Shi Family, but she wasn't afraid.

Their family were the "victims," so even if she leaked it, what could happen?

Shi Yuke picked up her phone and put it back down; she was fine at inciting others to do such things, but when it came to stepping out herself, she still felt timid!

So she left her room to find her father, inciting Shi Yucheng to find a reporter.

But this time she miscalculated; she hadn't even finished speaking before her father scolded her severely. If her mother hadn't desperately held him back, her father would have thrown her out!

Later, Shi Yuke apologized and promised repeatedly that she would not look for reporters, and only then did Shi Yucheng let it go.

She still wouldn't give up after leaving her parents' room, so she snuck into Sheng Hanyu's Study.

She pushed the door, it wasn't locked, and it opened right up.

Shi Yuke stepped inside before she could even see who was there, when she saw an open red box on the table, and a white light flew toward her face, "Swish," smashed against the door frame, and then "Clang!" fell to the ground.

A square crystal ashtray; if that had hit her head, it would have at least caused a concussion!

Cold sweat broke out on Shi Yuke's forehead, and she subconsciously closed the door.

"Come in."

Sheng Hanyu was letting her in?

Shi Yuke said from outside: "You, you won't throw things again, will you?"

"Take it or leave it, if you're not coming in, get lost!"

He was already being treated as a murder suspect and had his personal freedom restricted, so what was he being so arrogant about?

Complaining was one thing, but even though she was trembling with fear, Shi Yuke still went in.

The box on the table was gone, and Sheng Hanyu was sitting upright in the executive chair, his expression as usual—still that cold look.

"What are you here for?"

Shi Yuke tried to put on a smile: "Can I sit down and talk?"

"You can."

So she pulled up a chair and sat opposite him, saying: "Actually, the day of the blind date, I fell in love with you at first sight..."

Sheng Hanyu interrupted her: "Cut the crap, just tell me what you want."

Shi Yuke's "soft" tactics were usually foolproof on men, but today she hit a wall with Sheng Hanyu.

She couldn't just say it directly; she needed a buildup to penetrate his defenses bit by bit.

"Fine, since you don't want to hear my explanation about that day, I won't say it, but about the engagement our mothers arranged for us, I think it's necessary for me to explain..."

"No need to explain, just tell me what you're here for; this is the last time I'll warn you."

Sheng Hanyu's patience had been completely exhausted.

Shi Yuke had no doubt from the look in his eyes that if she continued to "build up," she would likely be thrown out of the Study.

She gritted her teeth: "I like you."

Sheng Hanyu frowned: "You're sick."

This conversation couldn't continue.

Shi Yuke knew that if she didn't say it now, she wouldn't have another chance after the artificial lake was searched.

She also didn't believe that Sheng Hanyu would kill the fool, and the reason was simple—there was no need!

Speaking now might still give her a chance to fight for it; she didn't want to miss even the slightest opportunity.

"Sheng Yukai wants to harm you. How about we make a deal? You marry me, and I'll tell you about his plan. Of course, if you don't like me after we're married, I won't bother you; I just want to be able to see you every day."

Sheng Hanyu's furrowed brows locked even tighter.

Shi Yuke's words made him feel as disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly.

Since when did he need to use a woman to trade for comfort?

"Dream on. You go now, and don't come back."

He stood up and faced the window, looking at the construction crew and the police outside.

Searching for someone in the lake would be smoother than listening to this woman talk nonsense.

Shi Yuke not only didn't leave, but she also went behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist: "Hanyu, I love you, I really love you, give me one chance..."

"Ouch!"

Before Shi Yuke could finish her sentence, she somehow went flying, actually being thrown directly from the office desk and crashing hard onto the floor.

This fall left her dizzy and disoriented, nearly knocking the wind out of her!

Little stars danced before her eyes, and her ears were ringing with a constant "buzzing" sound; just as she felt a little better, Sheng Hanyu looked down at her from above and said coldly: "Are you going to roll out yourself, or should I have someone drag you out?"

Shi Yuke said with a faint, breathless voice: "I'll go out myself." She struggled to crawl up, and only after a few attempts did she manage to stand up.

She stood up and, as if avoiding a plague god, hugged the wall as she shuffled out; let alone trying to throw herself at him again, she didn't even dare to take another look at him.

Twice she had thrown herself into his arms, and twice she had received a painful lesson; as for the idea of marrying Sheng Hanyu, Shi Yuke now had none at all!

"Yingzi, Yingzi, what are you thinking about?" Jian Yining reminded her with a gentle smile.

Shi Youxuan came back to her senses: "Oh, nothing, what were you saying just now?"

Jian Yining was slightly disappointed, but he still smiled as warm as jade and repeated what he had just said: "I said I have a gift for you, can you guess what it is?"

"I can't guess."

Shi Youxuan was not in high spirits, so Jian Yining stopped keeping her in suspense.

He signaled with his eyes to the Servant standing beside him, and the Servant understood and clapped his hands twice, "Clap, clap."

The lights in the dining room suddenly went out, and beautiful music began to play again, but it wasn't just the sound of a violin; it was an orchestral ensemble.