CHAPTER 319: CHAPTER 319

Fu Youhan’s lips were more severe than Jiang Moxi had imagined, even after repeated questioning, he did not reveal any answers.

Furthermore, afterwards, Jiang Moxi also noticed that starting from the evening banquet, Fu Youhan began to have an erratic presence, often unreachable by phone.

And even when together with her, he would occasionally stare blankly at a corner.

At first, Jiang Moxi didn’t take these matters to heart, just like today.

Since Fu Youhan gave her no answer, she neatly finished her breakfast and went to school.

But Jiang Moxi hadn’t expected to bump into Cang Ming right at the school entrance.

At that time, Cang Ming arrived in a convertible sports car, wearing big sunglasses that covered half of his handsome face, and flaunting an expensive watch on his wrist, his whole presence seemed dazzlingly golden and enticing.

The entrance of Technical College and First Academy was jammed with his arrival, traffic came to a standstill.

Many students recognized him, their emotions surged and hysterically yelled, "Cang Ming! Cang Ming!"

From afar, Jiang Moxi watched that scene, her eyes coldly swept over the unbuttoned shirt on Cang Ming, revealing his collarbone and skin, she couldn’t help but lightly sneer in disdain and prepared to enter the school through the back door.

Just at that moment, Cang Ming on his far side spotted her and shouted across the distance: "Student Jiang Moxi!"

Jiang Moxi’s steps faltered.

Turning around, she saw Cang Ming blowing a fringe off his forehead charmingly.

Her lips twitched slightly, she had no intention of acknowledging this deliberately show-offish guy.

But it seemed like everyone around her were fanatic fans of Cang Ming, as if they were alarmed that she might disrespect their idol.

"Jiang Moxi, Cang Ming is calling you! Aren’t you going over quickly?"

"Hurry over, don’t make Cang Ming wait."

They were not only urging Jiang Moxi, but someone even started physically pushing her towards Cang Ming’s sports car.

In no time, Jiang Moxi was pushed to the front of Cang Ming’s car.

"Is there something?" Jiang Moxi’s beautiful face was devoid of any superfluous expression.

"Can’t I talk to you if there’s nothing important?" Cang Ming retorted, continuing to strike a handsome and charming pose, eliciting continual screams from the surrounding fans.

Jiang Moxi did not reply, but her already light eyes suddenly took on a chill.

Cang Ming, catching this hint of coolness, quickly constrained himself and seriously said, "I really do have something to discuss with you, get in the car!"

Because he knew if he didn’t act more seriously, not only would Jiang Moxi’s gaze grow colder, even he, Cang Ming, would turn cold.

Seeing Cang Ming’s rare serious expression, Jiang Moxi sensed there might indeed be a serious matter, and got into the car under the envious and jealous gazes of many.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please make way, I still have to catch an appointment later."

"My darlings, I will come to see you again when there’s a chance, love you!"

Cang Ming’s ability to charm his female fans was excellent; soon, these girls voluntarily made way, allowing his car to leave smoothly.

Cang Ming drove the car to the Yan City Crossing River, then planned to get out.

But Jiang Moxi grabbed his collar: "What did you just call me?"

Cang Ming’s sunglasses hung crookedly on his handsome face, looking comical no matter how one looked.

"With so many people around, I couldn’t shout that out. I also have the burden of being an idol."

He thought he could muddle through!

Unexpectedly, Jiang Moxi still remembered this matter...

Cang Ming did not want to shout the humiliating name, but as Jiang Moxi’s eyes grew colder, he eventually caved and called out weakly, "Daddy!"

Following this, Jiang Moxi released her grip on Cang Ming’s collar: "What did you want to see me about?"

Cang Ming looked at the wrinkled spot on his shirt, and fretted slightly: "Where were you last night between eight and nine o’clock?"

"I was attending a dinner banquet."

Cang Ming then asked, "Which hotel?"

Jiang Moxi furrowed her brows slightly; she didn’t appreciate Cang Ming speaking to her with the tone of an interrogator, and her cool gaze once again fell upon him.

Realizing something, the latter quickly continued.

"There was a shooting at Yuntai Hotel last night, with a total of six people killed. All were shot in the forehead, with a plum blossom pattern around the bullet hole."

At that time, Cang Ming was staying at Yuntai Hotel.

Hearing the gunshots, he thought his enemies had come for him. After he carefully observed in the hotel, he concluded that the assassin’s methods matched those of Dead Ghost.

Yet he was certain that Dead Ghost, even if forced to kill, would not kill innocents if not absolutely necessary.

Indeed, among the six victims, two were hotel waitstaff.

Further investigation revealed these two waitstaff had very simple backgrounds and could not possibly be the targets Dead Ghost would go after.

Cang Ming had simulated the scene numerous times and felt that the situation was not so critical, hence Dead Ghost could not have killed those two waitstaff.

Thus, he thought of another possibility—the perpetrator was not the real Dead Ghost!

Because of this, Cang Ming, disregarding his agent’s objections, arrived early in the morning at the entrance of Technical College, hoping to get a definitive answer from Jiang Moxi’s mouth.

As expected, Jiang Moxi quickly confirmed his suspicion: "It wasn’t me; I was at Yunlan Hotel last night."

Cang Ming believed Jiang Moxi because she always took responsibility for her actions.

"That’s strange then. Who could be impersonating you, and what could be their motive?"

The furrow in Cang Ming’s brow was so deep it could trap a fly, and this question troubled him all night.

Impersonating someone else is one thing, but impersonating Dead Ghost...

Apart from attracting all her enemies to Yan City and putting herself in immense danger, what benefit could there be?

"I always feel something’s not right; why don’t you go back to Xuanming’s side? Once you return, no one will be able to impersonate you!"

Jiang Moxi admitted that Cang Ming’s suggestion was currently the most convenient, quickest, and safest choice.

The person impersonating her had stirred up such a shocking scandal in Yan City, undoubtedly attracting many enemies.

A team or two of mercenaries didn’t worry Jiang Moxi.

It was only frightening if those people decided to form an alliance, preparing for a prolonged battle.

Then, even with her excellent marksmanship, no defense is foolproof...

But once she left Yan City and returned to Xuanming’s side, what would happen to her and Fu Youhan?

Jiang Moxi had to admit that Fu Youhan had become someone she couldn’t bear to part with.

Just the thought of never seeing him again made her heart feel suppressed under a massive weight, painful and breathless.

As Jiang Moxi was lost in thought, Cang Ming suddenly said, "If you decide to go back, I’ll call Xuanming to send a helicopter to pick you up."

Regaining her composure, Jiang Moxi saw that Cang Ming had already taken out his phone to make the call, and she quickly stopped him.

"I’ll first investigate and determine what the situation is."

Dropping that remark, Jiang Moxi pushed open the car door and got out.

"Are you sure you still want to stay in this dangerous city? What’s so good about this place?"

Cang Ming, annoyed, followed Jiang Moxi out of the car, muttering under his breath behind her.

Unbeknownst to him, Jiang Moxi suddenly stopped, observing the water patterns on the river, her eyes misty yet firm, "There really isn’t anything good here, but..."

But this place had the person she loved.

She didn’t say the latter part out loud.

However, Cang Ming noticed that, as the breeze passed by, the two locks of hair beside Jiang Moxi’s cheeks gently danced in the wind, adding a touch of light to her spirited eyes...