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Chapter 84: 84 Hurt by Love _1

“Shen Yishu?”

I called out softly.

He made a gesture for me to be quiet, then pointed across the street.

I abandoned my plan to get out of the car and looked out through the window.

And spotted a familiar figure.

The man was tall and thin, dressed in a black trench coat. The high collar of his coat concealed his resolute face.

He wore sunglasses and a black mask.

Even from a distance, this man emanated a strong aura.

Having been married to him for more than a decade, I recognized it immediately, no matter how well it was disguised.

That man was Gu Yuanzhou.

He was talking to a short man with a head full of curly hair.

The curly-haired man seemed to hold him in great respect, nodding slightly as he listened to whatever he was saying.

I guessed that Gu Yuanzhou had just learned the address of Little Curly Hair from Song Shixiong and rushed over immediately.

The two men talked for about ten minutes.

Then, Gu Yuanzhou drove off.

After Gu Yuanzhou left, Shen Yishu got into the car.

“How long was Gu Yuanzhou here?”

Shen Yishu was fiddling with his camera.

“Not long, he arrived just three minutes before you did.”

“Shen Yishu, how did you know that Little Curly Hair lived here?”

“Remember I told you that a company was willing to sponsor me to continue tracking Gu Yuanzhou? They send me any information they gather as soon as they get it, so I came.”

What Shen Yishu said startled me.

Were there others who knew about Damaha and Little Curly Hair ahead of me and Ding Yinuo?

On second thought, it could be an informant from the police.

“Yishu, is it because of Ye Mengyan that you… still can’t let go of Gu Yuanzhou?”

Upon hearing this, Shen Yishu’s face showed a glimpse of desolation.

His lips trembled slightly and his eyes dimmed.

“Do you think I’m stupid?”

“What do you mean?”

“Actually, I knew four years ago. Although she didn’t disclose it, when she was with me, she always seemed distracted. Sometimes, I would give her flowers, a birthday cake on her birthday. She took pictures and posted them in her circle of friends, but the pictures always left me out, showing only the flowers and the birthday cake. And sometimes, she would post romantic poems, then block me… Haha, I’m not a fool, I could feel it.”

Grief filled Shen Yishu’s words.

“The saddest part is, I clearly felt that she didn’t care much about me. But I wouldn’t accept reality, I refused to believe. I kept fooling myself, telling myself I must not be good enough. That’s why she didn’t pay much attention to me! Once I become good enough, she will care about me.”

I remained silent.

If Shen Yishu is a fool, then I am even more so.

From childhood, my aunt always said I was the smartest person in the family.

She praised me for being smart, emotionally intelligent, good at studying, and having a keen eye in business.

But still, I lost to Gu Yuanzhou.

What’s more terrifying is, until now, I still can’t figure out if I really lost to Gu Yuanzhou.

I’m such a clever person, but still can’t match up to Gu Yuanzhou.

“Losing to Gu Yuanzhou is not a disgrace!”

It’s normal to lose when the competitor is too strong.

I said to Shen Yishu.

Shen Yishu gave a bitter smile.

“I’ve figured it out now! Tracking him is not about revenge. I just feel this is a hot spot, there must be a huge conspiracy behind it, that’s my intuition as a journalist.”

“Good, since you’re so determined, I wish you success!”

“Xiaoyun, since you clearly know how dangerous Gu Yuanzhou is, why do you still choose to work for him?”

Shen Yishu didn’t know that I had been reborn.

Of course, I wouldn’t tell him.

“Sometimes, risks and opportunities coexist. But now, I have to go talk to Little Curly Hair!”

“OK!”

When I got out of the car, Shen Yishu was still fiddling with his camera, and out of curiosity, I asked him again.

“Standing so far away, what’s the point of recording the meeting between Gu Yuanzhou and Little Curly Hair?”

Shen Yishu replied,

“Indeed, it’s quite far, and I can’t hear what they were saying. But I’m studying lip-reading, hoping to figure out their conversation.”

“Oh, let me know if you manage to figure it out.”

“Okay!”

I closed the car door and walked across the road.

Just then, my cellphone rang.

I took it out of my bag and saw it was Ding Yinuo calling.

I guessed he probably wanted to check on my progress.

But I was already at Little Curly Hair’s doorstep and decided I would reply to him after my conversation with Little Curly Hair.

Or maybe I was still holding a grudge, so I rejected the call without answering.

Perhaps because Gu Yuanzhou had just left, the front door was not locked, so I walked straight in.

Little Curly Hair was packing up. He was surprised when he saw me.

He then asked,

“Who are you? How did you barge into my house?”

Little Curly Hair was avoiding my gaze and seemed very alert, his hand immediately reached for the door.

“I want to talk to you about something, don’t panic… Who I am is not important, I just want to discuss a deal with you.”

I had some understanding of the backgrounds of Damaha and Little Curly Hair.

In the past, demanding high-interest loans was a risky job. Getting the debt back from defaulters was not easy.

So, employers would often hire some real tough guys. These people were mostly from the lower class and would do anything for money due to poverty.

And Damaha and Little Curly Hair were exactly like that…

So, talking about money with people like them is the most effective way!

I finshed speaking quickly, then took out an envelope from my bag that was bulging with money.

“This is my sincerity. If we have a good talk, the rest… there’s still three hundred thousand!”

Little Curly Hair opened the envelope and counted the money inside. He seemed satisfied, then looked out the door and closed it.

“Go on, what do you want?”

“I want the truth! The arson case at Golden Bay, who ordered you guys to do it!”

Little Curly Hair seemed unprepared for my question, he was very nervous, got up and walked to the window to look outside again.

Then he came back over to me,

“It wasn’t me!”

“Don’t lie to me! Wu Jun has confessed!”

At those words, Little Curly Hair became even more unsettled.

“Wu Jun is lying!”

“It seems you’re not sincere at all! Forget it!”

I turned to leave, but Little Curly Hair pulled me back. Apparently, he was interested in that large sum of money.

“It really wasn’t me, but I know who did it!”

Just as I was confronting Little Curly Hair, my cell phone rang again.

I took it out and saw it was Ding Yinuo’s number again. What was so urgent that he kept calling me?