Chapter 238: Three Years Ago, Lin Qingya Did Not Die

Returning to Beicheng Villa, Cheng Wan took a hot bath; when she went downstairs, Chu Li had already finished boiling ginger soup.

She drank a bowl, and the chill throughout her body was thoroughly dispelled.

Holding the bowl, she stood leaning against the door, having something to ask him.

"I saw Lin Qingya at the cocktail party today."

Chu Li's hand holding the spoon paused, but in the end, he still served himself ginger soup as if nothing had happened.

"Three years ago, you told me she was dead, and even held a funeral." Cheng Wan brushed the hair behind her ear, her tone very heavy, "Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

Even though she had only caught a glimpse, she was certain that it was Lin Qingya.

For a dead person to appear before her again could only prove that Chu Li had lied.

Chu Li drank a bowl of ginger soup, only then looking directly at Cheng Wan, his pitch-black eyes filled with composure, "Yes, I lied to you; I never found her whereabouts back then."

Never found her whereabouts...

Cheng Wan's palms tightened.

Never found her whereabouts, yet there was a funeral.

"At that time, your health was poor, and I was afraid you would be overcome with grief, so I thought of such a method."

He had no other choice but to personally snuff out that sliver of hope for her.

Cheng Wan fell silent.

She understood Chu Li's actions, yet she felt unable to accept them.

If she had known Lin Qingya was still alive, she would have definitely tried every possible way to find her, rather than letting her wander outside like this for three years.

Chu Li knew her thoughts and volunteered, "I have been sending people to search, and it was only recently that I received news of her; I had intended to take you there, but I didn't expect her to come to Yuncheng first."

Cheng Wan's calm expression had a slight ripple, "You know where she is?"

She was impatient to see Lin Qingya.

A gentle smile appeared on Chu Li's lips, "I have an appointment with her husband to meet tomorrow."

Cheng Wan stalled for a moment, "Husband?"

Chu Li walked over, took the empty bowl she was holding, and said softly, "She lost her memory and got married after she was rescued. Wanwan, you must be mentally prepared; she won't remember you."

Cheng Wan shook her head; she didn't care about that—Lin Qingya being alive was more important than anything else.

"Is it a fraudulent marriage?" she worried.

What kind of decent person would get married while someone has amnesia?

"Not to that extent." After Chu Li had tracked down Lin Qingya's whereabouts, he had naturally investigated her experiences over these three years and the identity of her husband.

Cheng Wan clutched her chest, wanting to see Lin Qingya as soon as possible.

Suddenly, she thought of Cheng Han again; if Cheng Han knew about Lin Qingya being married, she wondered what he would think.

But these thoughts were soon cast to the back of her mind; as long as Lin Qingya was living healthily, it was more important than anything.

"Thank you." Cheng Wan was still grateful to Chu Li.

She had also dragged people to keep looking for Lin Qingya's whereabouts, but there had never been any news, and the fact that Chu Li could find her proved that he had spent countless manpower and financial resources over these three years to be able to instantly grasp her location the moment she revealed her tracks.

Chu Li ruffled her hair, "Get some rest early."

Cheng Wan went upstairs.

Chu Li took out his phone to check it, then finally grabbed his car keys and went out.

At the entrance of the Police Station.

Chu Li leaned against the car, waiting for the person inside to come out.

A few minutes later, an exceptionally haggard Chu Bolin walked out; he was hunched over, his steps slow.

Looking up, he saw Chu Li; his eyes darted away, but he still walked over.

"A Li."

Chu Li lowered his head, his gaze cold and sharp, "Have you thought it through?"

Chu Bolin apologized deeply: "I'm sorry, A Li, I didn't know she was that kind of person."

After being taken away by the police, he had initially refused to admit it, only confessing once the evidence was irrefutable, but he had shouldered all the blame himself.

Because he believed what Chu Yue had promised him—that she would rescue him after she seized the Chu Group.

Only, after waiting and waiting, what he waited for was the news of Chu Yue's arrest.

He regretted it at that moment and voluntarily confessed to the things Chu Yue had incited him to do.

In the end, Chu Bolin was bad to the bone, but his badness carried a bit of cowardice; he wasn't purely evil like Chu Yue.

Chu Li opened the car door, and Chu Bolin got in; the whole way, he kept watching Chu Li's expression, wanting to speak but not daring to open his mouth.

The car stopped at the entrance of the Old Residence.

The butler came out to welcome them.

In the living room, Chu Cheng was also there.

He had come to plead for his mother.

But Old Master Chu's attitude this time was very firm; he refused to easily loosen his stance, even having the butler show him the door.

Chu Cheng had no choice but to leave.

Old Master Chu saw Chu Bolin and let out a cold hum, "I really didn't see it; so you were the type to do big things in silence."

Chu Bolin knelt down in a second, explaining his mistakes to the Old Master.

The Old Master listened quietly, and upon hearing the end, he still couldn't help but give him a strike with his cane, "Fool."

Chu Bolin didn't dare to lift his head.

"It is precisely because you are too stupid that I didn't dare to hand all of this over to you." Old Master Chu was frustrated that he wouldn't live up to expectations.

He had also educated this son with great care since childhood, yet he hadn't expected him to grow into such a character.

He is simply a disgrace to the Chu family.

Chu Bolin did not dare to say a single word, kneeling on the ground and letting Old Master Chu lecture him.

In the end, it was Chu Li who stepped in, "Grandfather, please don't be angry."

How could Old Master Chu not be angry? He only had this one son left by his side, yet he had turned into such a pathetic state.

He truly grew up crooked.

"A Li, I'll leave it to you to handle," Old Master Chu's breathing grew heavy; his health was already poor, and he did not want to make himself miserable anymore.

Old Master Chu returned to his room to rest.

Chu Li looked at his father, "Dad, go back to the old family home and live for a while."

This was already the most benevolent approach he could take.

After all, Chu Bolin had once tried to manufacture a medical accident to take his life; he could have completely severed the father-son relationship with Chu Bolin.

It was just that, in the end, there was still a blood connection.

Chu Bolin did not want to go, but he also knew he could no longer stay here.

"Fine, I'll go tomorrow," he also wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Chu Li nodded and had the servants prepare a room for Chu Bolin.

Afterward, he went to find Old Master Chu.

Old Master Chu sat by the bedside, his brows and eyes stern, "Have you thought it through?"

Chu Li was silent for several seconds before slowly nodding, "I've thought it through."

A look of deep sorrow flashed through Old Master Chu's eyes; he really wanted to know if Heaven was punishing him for not respecting emotions and doing too many bad things in his life, which was why Chu Li had to suffer so much.

"A Li, do you want to tell Cheng Wan about it?"

"No, Grandfather, things are fine as they are now."

Not knowing what he thought of, the corners of Chu Li's mouth curled into a gentle smile, "She is already growing, the Chu Group will only get better and better, and besides, I am still here."

Old Master Chu's expression became even uglier.

The two parted on bad terms.

Chu Li returned to Beicheng Villa.

Cheng Wan was already asleep, but a small light had been left on in the living room.

It was for him.

A warm feeling suddenly stirred in Chu Li's heart.

At least she has a conscience.

The next day, Cheng Wan got up early, washed up, and got ready; she couldn't wait to go find Lin Qingya.