Chapter 11 10. Chen Xiang's intuition

Yu Zheng looked into her eyes with a dull expression, but his heart moved. With those charming eyes and the simple circle drawn on the notepad, Du Jiayuan's words seemed to carry another meaning intentionally or unintentionally, but he didn't understand her inner meaning. Therefore, he could only turn his head noncommittally and look at the pedestrians outside the glass window, as if he was unmoved by anything. Du Jiayuan didn't care about his attitude. She drank coffee and chatted with Chen Xiang one by one. Yu Zheng found that they had gone off topic, but he didn't want to bring the topic back. It's nothing to keep talking. Valuable clues, secondly, during the time he knew Du Jiayuan, it was the first time he saw a little light in her eyes, and he subconsciously didn't want the light in her eyes to go out.

When he was silent, Chen Xiang had already digressed to the end: "You don't know, I just came back from abroad and lived alone. I finally found a suitable house but I don't know how to design and decorate it. The decoration company provided it. The plans are too popular, I want something unique, you are an expert, if there is anything I don’t understand, can I ask you?” "Have you fixed a house for one person? What's the trouble, you troublesome woman." Yu Zheng said disdainfully. "What do you know? A person is also a family. A family does not seek luxury but also comfort and satisfaction. An ignorant man." Chen Xiang also disdains.

Du Jiayuan nodded in agreement: "Yes, the home needs to be comfortable and satisfying. If there is anything I can help with, just tell me." The next time became the time for Chen Xiang and Du Jiayuan to discuss home design. The two of you said something to each other, but it took a long time to become friends. Yu Zheng was sandwiched between the two women and could only roll his eyes. Fortunately, Du Jiayuan was in a bad mood. He had to leave early before he had a chance to speak. "The two of you are very close, hey, she also likes to carry a notepad with her, don't you women all have such a habit?"

"It's possible," Chen Xiang didn't deny, "I found her to be quite a good person. Oh, did what we just talked about help you?" "What do you say?" Chen Xiang was a little embarrassed: "I digressed, but I don't think what I said just now is not unhelpful to you." "Oh? Tell me." "At least from today's events, it can be seen that Du Jiayuan is not keen on family business. She is the more emotional type. This kind of person is generally more noble. What she likes is far from doing business. What do you think? Would people kill their own relatives for money?"

"I seem to remember that you listed her as the first suspect last time, and overturned your conclusion so quickly?" "It's not overthrow, it's reasoning. In short, I think that even if Du Jiayuan is the murderer, she is not a person who kills for money. For a person like her who is so affectionate and sexual, it's not bad for love." Yu Zheng was about to spout: "What kind of love? Sister-brother love?" His expression suddenly changed: "You don't think there is anything between Du Jiayuan and Du Xiaofeng, do you? You read too many Japanese perverted novels."

"That's not true," Chen Xiang anxiously shook her hands, "It's you who think too much, what I'm talking about is... yes... I don't know." She rolled her eyes a few times, and finally said with some frustration: "On the contrary, I think she is very unhappy, and her life should be quite miserable." "Bitter? She was born in a rich family, her parents love her, she doesn't need anything, and she grew up happier than us. What's so hard about it?" "You don't know," Chen Xiang blinked and said, "Being born into a rich family doesn't necessarily make you happy. Have you seen the mole in the corner of her left eye?"

"I see, it's a mole, it's very common." "It's a tear mole. People with this kind of mole are destined to shed more tears than others, and they will never be very happy in their lives." "Oh?" "It's not good enough to have a tear mole, but hers is still a red cinnabar mole..." "Are you good at reading pictures?" Yu Zheng tried hard to suppress the urge to hit her head and said, "Then, master, can you see if what she just said is true?" "Oh, how can you tell?" Chen Xiang said, "What's real or fake?"

Yu Zheng smiled helplessly, and stopped embarrassing her: "Sometimes what you see is just a false image presented to you by others. For example, today she behaved like a person who treats money like dirt, but that doesn't mean that she She really is such a person, or maybe she used to be such a person, but the human heart is complicated and changeable. Now Du Jiayuan has experienced the death of her father, the changeable world, the cruelty of the mall and the hardships of survival. After that, can she still be as pure as before in the greenhouse? Can she still maintain that pure and noble heart?"

"You mean she was just acting?" Chen Xiang looked at Yu Zheng in a daze. Yu Zheng spread his hands: "There is no evidence, everything is just speculation." "No," Chen Xiang shook his head and said, "I always feel that what she said today is true. Her pain for her brother's tragic death, her sadness for the family's decline, and her yearning for her ideals are all true." "I didn't say it was fake, but I'm different from you. I can't always judge some things based on my own feelings, just like she cried several times because of her brother's death. Is she really sad or acting? Everything All need to be confirmed in future investigations.”

Chen Xiang looked at Yu Zheng straight, until he became impatient, and then said softly: "You don't understand women, although I just feel it, but I know she is really sad, it's true." Yu Zheng nodded: "Okay, your sixth sense is very strong, I will refer to it, but the most important thing now is to feel it, where is Liu Gang now? Did this guy fall into the toilet? We are Shouldn't we find some tool to dig him out?" When he said this, Chen Xiang remembered that there was another Liu Gang. The two were wondering, but Liu Gang returned to his seat with a smug smile: "How did you two chat with Miss Du just now?"

Yu Zheng said strangely: "I still want to go to the toilet to catch you, so you came back early, why didn't you show up?" "I already have two light bulbs, why should I show up?" Chen Xiang also smiled: "Are you afraid of being electrocuted by a beautiful woman and changing your political stance, so you hid?" "What am I afraid of? My character is comparable to Liu Xiahui's. I will never change my position easily because of my beauty. Besides, I will gain something if I don't show up." Liu Gang said proudly: "You noticed the The woman who walked with Du Jiayuan did not." "Oh, that's her assistant." "That's right, she was not only Du Jiayuan's assistant, but also Du Jinqian's assistant before his death. She worked in Hongfu for many years and learned a lot about the Du family. I followed up and chatted with her just now, and found something very It's important." He stopped suddenly while speaking, and looked at the two of them with a sly look: "Do you want to hear it?" Yu Zheng gave him a slap in the face, and the desire to miss someone when he was talking to Chen Xiang just now was finally fulfilled: "Say it quickly." Liu Gang cried out in pain, but due to the power of the government, he could only complain with his eyes. "The house that the Du family lives in now is not the ancestral house of the Du family at all, but bought by Du Jinqian ten years ago. The reason why he chose it is entirely because of his daughter Du Jiayuan. It seems that it is because Du Jiayuan likes..." Before he finished speaking, Yu Zheng couldn't help but k-k him again: "We all know this." "Ah, got it?" Liu Gang rubbed his head in a daze. "Yes, it was what Du Jiayuan said just now." Chen Xiang made an expression that I can't help you this time. "I'm looking for K by myself." Liu Gang said depressingly.