Lin Miao’s heart suddenly fluttered with an inexplicable panic the moment she saw Gu Zi.
Just a little while ago, she had convinced herself she might escape this ordeal unscathed, but now all certainty drained away. Trembling, she followed the police officers down from the car.
Inside the station’s main hall, Gu Zi leaned in close to Su Shen beside her, her voice lowered as she confessed, "I can’t shake the feeling that someone’s watching me from behind... it makes my back cold." frёewebηovel.cѳm
Su Shen’s gaze immediately swept the surroundings with sharp precision, eyes like a hawk’s. His vision was so keen that he could see far beyond the police station’s walls, but nothing unusual appeared—only a solitary police car stood parked, empty of occupants.
Turning back to Gu Zi, concern softened his gaze. He gently draped an arm over her shoulder and spoke in a low, reassuring tone. "Gu Zi, maybe you’re just too tense. If you’re feeling unwell, you don’t have to go inside. Leave it to me—I’ll handle everything from here."
His voice was calm, steady, and always seemed to soothe her in moments of doubt. She shook her head stubbornly. "We’ve come this far. I’m going in. You don’t expect me to just wait alone in the car, do you?"
Su Shen hesitated, worried about leaving her by herself, but finally nodded. "Alright, then we’ll go in together. Don’t worry, I’m here." Supporting her carefully, he led Gu Zi toward the interrogation room.
Inside, Zhang Mei had already taken a seat, her expression dark with displeasure. Gu Shan, recently brought in from the hospital by police, sat beside her. They wore looks as sour as if Gu Zi—the adopted daughter—were the one at fault for demanding a full investigation.
Opposite them were Li Hua, Aunt Yang, and Zhang Yao. The trio had spent several days in custody, their faces thinner and wearier. Yet at the sight of Gu Zi, their exhaustion seemed to lift, replaced by a spark of hope.
Her jaw clenched in anger, the flesh on her face quivering uncontrollably. She refused to believe these clever lines had sprung spontaneously from these three women. Someone was coaching them behind the scenes.
With a cold snort, she spat out a curse, "You sound so rehearsed. It must be that ungrateful adopted daughter of mine, Gu Zi, teaching you what to say."
Gu Zi’s return had to be the source of this. Zhang Mei clenched her fists, regretting ever adopting Gu Zi. Had she known Gu Zi wasn’t her biological daughter, she would have kicked that unfilial girl out long ago to prevent such a challenge.
Before Li Hua or the others could reply, the interrogation room door opened. Everyone’s eyes turned as Su Shen entered, supporting a heavily pregnant woman. Despite the size of her belly, her skin was flawless and her complexion radiant—it was none other than Gu Zi.
Zhang Mei and Gu Shan froze, stunned by the sight of Gu Zi’s swollen abdomen. Didn’t she go to university in the capital? How was she already pregnant?
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