Sheng Lanzhang let out a long sigh, as if speaking these few words had exhausted a lot of his energy, his voice becoming even more ethereal, "I’m very happy for you and Qianchi, I will support you both." "No, I am not with him." "Just a defenseless woman being imprisoned by power." There was silence again on the other side. This pause was quite long, so long that Gu Jiayin was about to hang up the phone when a weary voice sounded again, "Jiayin, I want to see you." This statement was tinged with pleading. An elderly person long suffering from illness, making such a request to a young person—any decent person would feel compassion, but Gu Jiayin did not consider herself a good person. So, she smiled faintly, even somewhat sarcastically, "Mr. Sheng, your son raped me and broke up me and my first love boyfriend, and now he uses his power to imprison me. Should I still go meet someone who once brought tremendous shame to my mother?" She laughed aloud as if a spring breeze was jingling a string of bronze bells, "Really sorry, I’m not that despicable." After saying that, Gu Jiayin hung up the phone. Seven years ago, she and her mother were drowning in a struggle between life and death, with no one giving them an ounce of kindness, so she saw no need to be kind to those who didn’t need it. What good is kindness? Kindness can’t bring Gu Yachen’s life back, so why make herself suffer? Just then, the door gently creaked open a narrow slit, the person outside suddenly halted their steps, their large figure standing still, wearing a very complex expression on their face. Her words were like a stone, plunging into his lake-like heart, stirring moderate ripples. Gu Jiayin was very alert, immediately turning to squint at the door, "Who?" The door was then pushed wider, revealing Sheng Qianchi standing at the entrance, with a deliberately opened smile unlike the previous second. For a man like him, a smile was rare to see, but if you saw it, you’d think it was captivatingly beautiful. He was holding a large lunch box, "Worried you wouldn’t eat well before the competition, I had the kitchen prepare dishes, and since I had no plans this afternoon, I thought I’d come by to have lunch with you." He glanced at the untouched takeout placed in front of her, "Seems like I came just in time." Gu Jiayin, troubled about where to have lunch, pushed the takeout aside, "Then thank you, Young Master Chi." Smart as she was, she had already guessed he had heard what she just said, but it didn’t matter; she had never concealed her attitude toward the Sheng Family. Sheng Qianchi took out the dishes from the lunch box one by one, placing them on the table. Gu Jiayin was not polite, picking up her chopsticks and eating elegantly. After tasting each dish once, she slowly furrowed her brows and gradually slowed her eating pace, chewing and savoring carefully. Every dish had a seemingly familiar taste. "Did you change the cook?" Sheng Qianchi slightly curved his lips, appearing unfazed as he also picked up his chopsticks to eat. But when Gu Jiayin took another bite, he discreetly raised his eyes to watch her, the curve of his lips subtly increasing. After lunch, Gu Jiayin rinsed her mouth with clear water and lay down on the bed to rest. This rest room was simple, with only a single bed in the room, so since Gu Jiayin occupied the bed, Sheng Qianchi had to sit. After lying on the bed, Gu Jiayin closed her eyes, clearly not intending to chat with Sheng Qianchi. Her gentle breathing made her appear less strong and more gentle. Sheng Qianchi quietly watched her for a while, then pulled a chair to sit by the bed, reaching out to hold her right hand, carefully examining the silver bracelet on her wrist. Others might not understand the intricacies of Tang Miao’s affair, but he did. He had seen many wondrous things before, so he hadn’t paid much attention to Gu Jiayin’s bracelet before, but now with nothing to do, he became interested in analyzing it. This bracelet could definitely be considered a masterpiece of wonder. It was intricately crafted, woven from silver threads as a whole, with extremely complex and beautiful patterns, which would not give people the illusion of hidden mysteries, only making them think it was a fine piece of art. However, upon close inspection, he found that beneath the silver threads were intricately detailed tubes, coiling in a specially scientific spiral shape, concealing extremely fine nano-tube silks. These nano-tube silks were Gu Jiayin’s weapon for killing. The bracelet was entirely silver, adorned with a crocodile-shaped red crystal pendant three times the size of a rice grain, which also concealed a mystery. Just a gentle twist, and the nano-tube silks inside the bracelet would fly out. Having drawn out the nano-tube silk, Sheng Qianchi examined it carefully against the sunlight. This thread was extraordinary, with the tip carrying a precision silver needle hook, and with Gu Jiayin’s skills, she could absolutely use this tiny hook to achieve many purposes. Gu Jiayin’s voice rang out indifferent, yet she did not open her eyes. She knew, being so close with Sheng Qianchi now, her bracelet’s secret couldn’t be hidden from him, so she generously displayed it. Sheng Qianchi restored the bracelet, then wrapped her small hand entirely in his large palm, his gaze warmly locked onto her exquisite features, "How did you get such a precise item?" "Why shouldn’t I have it?" "Does every Suri Royal Police have such miraculous items?" "Who made it for you?" "Why did you become a police officer?" "Obviously to make a living." "What about the person who saved you back then?" "The person who saved me was not purely a kind-hearted person. They saved me and used smuggling to take me out of Licheng City. After arriving in Suri, they intended to sell me for a hefty profit, but they were unlucky, intercepted by the police during the trade. Subsequently, I was sent to an orphanage, later got into police school through my efforts, and was then selected as a Royal Detective." Saying this, Gu Jiayin opened her eyes, her gaze sharply watching Sheng Qianchi, "Still want to investigate me further?" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NoveI-Fire.ɴet Sheng Qianchi’s handsome eyebrows paused for a moment, then turned somewhat embarrassed, "I was just asking casually." Gu Jiayin sneered, "Why bother disguising, Young Master Chi, I’m afraid you’ve sent people to investigate me in Suri countless times. So, does your investigation result differ from what I’ve said?" Sheng Qianchi shook his head. No, the result of his investigation was exactly the same as she said, but he still felt there must be an unknown truth hidden within. Gu Jiayin coldly withdrew her hand, placing it at her abdomen, closing her eyes again, but her emotions were stirred and hard to calm after this conversation. Her life was certainly not that simple, it was a bumpy and arduous road only understood by those who had experienced it. This miraculous bracelet was personally made for her by Mo Qiyan.