"Come in, it's cold outside." Jiang Ziyu pushed the wheelchair as Qianqian opened the door wide.
Upon entering the living room, Xiaoran and Yuze, who should have been playing on the floor mat, were nowhere to be seen. Jiang Ziyu looked around, fearing they hadn't hidden well enough.
"You and Qianqian live here?" Di Mingjue surveyed the surroundings.
The house was not large but very warm. The furniture inside was complete, making it look like a place where someone had lived for a long time.
Di Mingjue turned his wheelchair, pushing open each room door to look inside. While seemingly observing, he was actually searching for signs of people.
Jiang Ziyu followed him nervously.
As they approached the last room, Qianqian ran to Di Mingjue, grabbed his hand, and pulled him towards the kitchen.
Di Mingjue cooperated with Qianqian, arriving at the kitchen bar. Little Qianqian stood on tiptoes and took out the unfinished dinner food from the stove.
Jiang Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward to assist, "You haven't finished dinner yet, have you? If you don't mind, I can heat this up for you, and you can have a little."
"Was it just you and Qianqian for dinner?" Di Mingjue asked, staring at Jiang Ziyu.
Suddenly asked about this, Jiang Ziyu frowned. She suddenly realized that she seemed to have never told him the address here. How did he find this place?
"By the way, how did you know I lived here? I don't think I had a chance to tell you the address," Jiang Ziyu evaded his question, asking out of her own curiosity.
Since she asked, there was no need to hide it.
Di Mingjue took out his phone and showed Jiang Ziyu the message he had received.
Her appearance in the photo was very clear, while Mu Liangchen opposite her was only discernible as a tall and handsome man, but his features were unclear.
Clearly, the person who took the photo did not do so by chance. To be so clear about her relationship with Di Mingjue, it was likely someone closest to her.
Could it be Jiang Feifei?
Jiang Ziyu returned the phone and explained, "That person is the landlord. He came to check the house because it was raining, and I had just arrived home with Qianqian."
The landlord?
Di Mingjue clearly didn't believe it.
The layout of the entire house was filled with a woman's touch, clearly not like a house lived in by a man.
Sensing his suspicion, Jiang Ziyu walked into the master bedroom. She took out the rental contract from the bedside table. It was clearly written on black and white paper.
Although this house belonged to Jiang Ziyu, to avoid unnecessary trouble, she had purchased it under Mu Liangchen's name. The rental contract was also prepared by her in advance, just in case it was needed.
She never expected that everything she had prepared would be used.
"Mu Liangchen." Di Mingjue read the name on the landlord's section.
Such a familiar name, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
Jiang Ziyu didn't want to continue, turned around, and walked into the kitchen, "You play with Qianqian for a while, and I'll heat up the food for you."
She turned on the range hood, indirectly blocking sounds from outside from drifting in.
His doubts were thus somewhat explained. Although Di Mingjue still felt uncomfortable, with Qianqian present, if there was truly another man living with her, she would surely stand by him, her biological father.
Di Mingjue ate their leftover food. He intended to stay the night, but Jiang Ziyu persuaded him to leave, citing the need to comfort the elderly lady.
Before leaving, Di Mingjue specifically checked the security of the house. Only after being reassured did he instruct Shen Lin to come up and pick him up.
Fearing he might turn back halfway, Jiang Ziyu went downstairs with him.
Watching him get into the car and then drive away, Jiang Ziyu's tense heart finally calmed down. She gazed at the flowerbed opposite, always feeling a gaze fixed on her from an unseen place.
No, this place was no longer safe.
Upon returning to her residence, Jiang Ziyu immediately informed Mu Liangchen of the matter via text message.