My ex-husband got engaged, I was reborn, and the young master of Beijing's elite circle went cr

She struggled to crawl out of the deformed car.

When she saw that everything was quiet around her, she did not regret coming to see Wu Hua alone the night before.

Following her memory from the previous night, she searched for the envelope Wu Hua had thrown down. When she finally found it after much effort, she couldn't help but burst into tears of joy.

Receiving the envelope meant she would uncover the truth behind many things.

A few minutes later, Jian He finished packing and left.

Half an hour later, Zuo Feng arrived at the scene with several police officers.

When Zuo Feng saw Jian Ai's car lying in the ditch, he was momentarily stunned. The ditch was so deep that Jian Ai and her car had fallen in. Even if she didn't die, she would probably only have half a life left.

The accompanying police officer came to Zuo Feng's side.

He shook his head at Zuo Feng and said, "Mr. Zuo, this ditch is nearly twenty meters deep. If a person and a car fall in, the chances of survival are slim."

Zuo Feng thought for a moment and said, "Find them, find them, alive or dead."

After saying that to the police, Zuo Feng turned around and got back into his car. As he started the car, he called Wu Hua.

"Xixi, where are you?"

Wu Hua, holding her fingertips, replied, "I'm at my apartment. What's up? Why are you calling me so early in the morning? Do you miss me?"

Zuo Feng swallowed softly and said, "I'm coming to find you now..."

"Okay," Wu Hua replied cheerfully.

After hanging up with Zuo Feng, she grabbed her clothes and hurriedly went to take a shower.

Although Zuo Feng had already introduced her to his parents, Aunt Zuo did not approve of their relationship, and even though Zuo Feng was dating her, he had never laid a finger on her.

Zuo Feng came to see her early this morning, and she insisted on washing herself until she smelled nice before taking Zuo Feng away.

By then, once the deed is done, she doesn't believe Aunt Zuo can still stop her marriage to Zuo Feng.

Thinking of this, Wu Hua felt extremely excited.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she took out her phone and sent a message to Yin Muqiao, whom she hadn't contacted in a long time.

"Yin Muqiao, Jian He has disappeared. It's said she's dead. Everything the Jian family owns is yours..."

After sending this message to Yin Muqiao, Wu Hua blocked all of Yin Muqiao's contact information on her phone.

A dozen minutes later, Zuo Feng arrived at Wu Hua's apartment. Wu Hua had specially worn a beautiful nightgown and kept snuggling into Zuo Feng's arms.

Zuo Feng reached out and stopped her.

With a cold expression, he asked her, "Xixi, I want to ask you something."

Zuo Feng's expression was very serious, and his gaze towards Wu Hua was also sharp. Wu Hua suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

"Hmm? What is it?"

"Where did Jian He go?" Zuo Feng asked decisively, getting straight to the point.

When Zuo Feng asked her this question, Wu Hua's eyes rolled around.

After a brief moment of thought, she adopted her usual manipulative demeanor and said to Zuo Feng with a puzzled look, "Feng, I'm not familiar with Jian He. How would I know where she goes? She doesn't need to report to me."

Wu Hua's words made Zuo Feng frown.

Previously, when Jian He told him that Wu Hua was a manipulative woman, he didn't believe her.

But now, looking at Wu Hua's expression, he suddenly realized that Cheng Yan was right about one thing.

That means he has really bad taste.

Zuo Feng, his face cold, asked Wu Hua again, "Are you sure you don't know where Jian He went?"

Wu Hua nodded: "Really, I really don't know where she went. Do you need to see her? Why don't you call Cheng Yan and ask? After all, she's Cheng Yan's girlfriend."

Wu Hua continued to play dumb, appearing innocent in front of Zuo Feng.

When Zuo Feng saw Wu Hua's expression, all his pity and sympathy for her vanished in that instant.

He took out the printed document and displayed it in front of Wu Hua.

“Jian He is missing. Someone printed out her phone’s message history. Last night, you sent her a message and asked her to meet you at the address you sent in the early hours of the morning. What do you have to say about this?”

Upon seeing these items, Wu Hua's expression changed slightly. She hadn't expected that Zuo Feng would actually obtain Jian He's communication records.

It's also her fault for being too careless last night; when she contacted Jian He, she actually used her own phone number.

If she uses an anonymous account, wouldn't others be unable to find out?

However, Wu Hua had already come up with a reason to defend herself.

She pondered for a moment, wiped away her tears, and tried to persuade Zuo Feng with her former gentleness.

“Ah Feng, I did arrange to meet Jian He last night, but when I arrived at the meeting place, I didn’t see her. She stood me up. I stayed at the meeting place for more than ten minutes before leaving.”

"Really?" Zuo Feng pressed on.

Wu Hua nodded: "Yes, Feng, I would never lie to you. What happened? Did something happen to Jian He?"

Seeing Wu Hua's innocent expression, Zuo Feng's suspicions lessened.

However, he changed the subject and seized on the end of Wu Hua's day.

"Do you hope something bad happens to her? Or do you know something bad has already happened to her?"

Zuo Feng's pressing question made Wu Hua appear somewhat flustered.

However, she quickly managed a smile.

"Ah Feng, what are you thinking? I don't know Jian He well, we're practically strangers. How could I possibly want something to happen to her?"

"Of course, even if something happens to her, it has nothing to do with me, right?"

"Back when she was in Nanluo, she bullied quite a few people because the Jian family was rich. Do you think she might have been taken away by her old enemies?"

Wu Hua, thinking himself clever, easily revealed his true colors in front of Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng only said that Jian He was missing and could not be contacted, but Wu Hua was able to come up with so many follow-up stories. Zuo Feng couldn't help but suspect that Jian He's life or death was absolutely related to Wu Hua.

Just then, the police officer in charge of pulling Jian He's car out of the ditch sent a message to Zuo Feng.

[Mr. Zuo, we've already lifted the car out of the wreckage. There was no one inside, only some bloodstains, which indicates that the driver was not dead.]

Upon seeing the message from the police, Zuo Feng felt a slight sense of relief.

Fortunately, Jian He didn't die. If something had really happened to Jian He, he would have been implicated.

Seeing Zuo Feng looking at his phone, Wu Hua leaned closer and asked him in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Feng, is Jian He dead?"