524 The Secret About the Past 142 (1/2)

Mei Yangyang left at midnight while Jin Qingyan, An Xiaoning, and Jin Qingyue continued to stay up and watch the coffin throughout the rest of the night.

They decided to leave Jin Yiheng and only bring him to the burial ceremony the day after, since he was still too young.

The three of them stacked the paper ingots while kneeling down on the praying mat side by side.

In the darkness of the night, it began to pour heavily.

For the rest of the night, Fan Shixin and Fang Xiaotian did not catch any shuteye either and instead stayed up wide awake all the way 'til daybreak.

Fang Xiaotian was terrified and ill at ease.

It was the first time in his life that he ever witnessed such an absurd supernatural phenomenon, which frightened him out of his senses.

At this point, he knew clearly that Mrs. Jin's death had to do with the fact that he had given her birth characters away, as well as her hair samples and clothes.

From the looks of it, he was definitely going to be investigated on.

Fang Xiaotian was filled with deep regret and constantly blamed himself for agreeing to Mrs. Jin's request at the start.

He regretted losing his morals and being blinded by money.

Not only did he fail to gain anything from Mrs. Jin, he even implicated himself into such a knotty situation. His only wish was for the evidence to not trace back to him.

He heard a knocking on his door soon after daybreak.

”Who?”

”Fang Xiaotian, Young Madam is calling for you.”

Fang Xiaotian's stomach twisted into a knot, though he felt a little relieved to hear that it was Young Madam who called and not the formidable Young Sir.

He put on his clothes and immediately followed them to the mansion.

The three of them were sitting on the couch in the living room, appearing haggard and listless due to the sleepless night. To make matters worse, they had also heard about additional details of the matter.

Fan Shixin gestured for the bodyguards to leave after they brought Fang Xiaotian in.

There were six people in the living room, including Mrs. Jin, who was lying inside the coffin.

Boiling with rage, Jin Qingyue attempted to stand up but was held down by An Xiaoning.

The latter then rose slowly and walked toward Fang Xiaotian, leaving a one-meter gap between them.

”Let me ask you, how are you related to my mother-in-law?”

”Young Madam, I… I… I'm only Madam's chauffeur,” Fang Xiaotian stammered nervously.

”If you're only her chauffeur, why did you book a room with her at XX Hotel so many times? The footage of the surveillance cameras along the corridor all show that the two of you often enter the room one after another. Don't tell me you were just chatting about life inside the room? Speak up,” An Xiaoning questioned sternly.

Fang Xiaotian held his hands together tightly in fear and nervousness. He was well aware that denying vehemently would not help solve the issue now that they'd already found out.

”Here's what happened. I met Madam in a park at the start and she began buying health supplements from me regularly ever since. Ms. Jin found out about it and brought me inside her car, threatening to beat me into a pulp if I don't stop selling those products to Madam. I was terrified at the time and so I told Madam to stop looking me up. She asked me for the reason and I told her that Ms. Jin had discovered it and so I told her that we should stop contacting each other. But afterward…”

Fang Xiaotian hung his head low in shame and continued, ”Afterward, she kept coming to look for me and asked me to go to the hotel with her. She wanted to make me her boy toy and offered to pay me a sum of money each month. Due to my mother's illness, I was really cash-strapped, and thus, I agreed to her request. Madam then made me pose as her chauffeur in order to avoid suspicion and allow me to follow her everywhere openly.”

He had no idea that things would come to this.

”Were you the one who gave her birth characters and clothing away?” An Xiaoning asked.

Fang Xiaotian shook his head fervently and denied, ”I didn't do that, I really didn't.”

”Come with me.” An Xiaoning walked toward the couch and compelled him to sit down.

Fang Xiaotian dared not do so. His legs were wobbling incessantly.

”Sit down.”

Fang Xiaotian did as instructed.