Only after her death did I realize that she was the white moonlight of a billionaire CEO.

Li Xi had long heard gossip about the Jiang family.

I heard that Jiang Xinghe is in a very difficult situation in the Jiang family. His biological father doesn't love him, his stepmother dislikes him, and his younger sister takes pleasure in bullying him.

Even his grandparents were indifferent to him.

It was only because Jiang Xinghe's mother came from an ordinary background; she was just a female teacher in a small town, and she died young.

A child without a mother is like a blade of grass, and Jiang Xinghe became that blade of grass, his situation in the Jiang family similar to that of Li Xi in the Xie family.

Li Xi never expected Jiang Qingkong to be so wicked, actually using Jiang Xinghe's mother's portrait to threaten him!

"Okay, I promise you."

After receiving Li Xi's reply, Jiang Xinghe asked her, "How do you need me to cooperate with you?"

"Help me find a place to stay, rent or buy is fine, but privacy and security must be guaranteed." After moving out of the Xie family's house, Li Xi needs to have her own little place as soon as possible.

For single women living alone, safety hazards must be addressed thoroughly.

Li Xi has died once, and now she cherishes her life the most.

This was no problem, and Jiang Xinghe readily agreed.

Li Xi then said, "Come with me back to the Xie family first. I need to go back and get my luggage. I need a thug."

The Xie family is a den of wolves, and Li Xi wouldn't be foolish enough to go back alone. She could do without her clothes, but her computer and all her documents were still at the Xie family's house, and she had to go get them.

Jiang Xinghe was so angry he laughed. "You want me to be your bodyguard? Li Xi, don't go too far."

Jiang Xinghe joked, "I am, after all, the heir of the Jiang family."

“Then, Your Highness,” Li Xi said calmly, “if you want your mother’s portrait back, come with me to the Xie family.”

"you are vicious!"

Jiang Xinghe first rode his bike back to his apartment, intending to go home and change into a set of clothes that would be more suitable for a fight, but he ran into the landlord who lived next door in the underground parking garage.

The landlord is incredibly wealthy; he owns the entire apartment building, yet he drives a low-key BYD electric car.

The rent collector might be an environmental enthusiast.

"Brother Zhen!"

Jiang Xinghe ran towards Gu Zhen, clutching his helmet.

Gu Zhen was carrying a takeout order when he got out of the car.

When Jiang Xinghe called out to him, Gu Zhen turned to the side and gave him a cold look before striding towards the elevator.

Jiang Xinghe's legs were shorter than Gu Zhen's, so he ran after him and asked with a smile, "Brother Zhen, are there any vacant rooms in this building?"

"A friend of mine has encountered some family troubles and urgently needs to rent a place..."

Gu Zhen pressed the close button on the elevator and interrupted him softly: "We don't rent to people of unknown origin."

Jiang Xinghe instinctively said, "He's my friend..."

Gu Zhen remained silent, simply staring calmly at him.

Jiang Xinghe immediately realized what was going on. The rent collector was implying: Who do you think you are?

Jiang Xinghe realized what was going on and awkwardly kept touching his helmet, mentally scolding Li Xi a few more times.

Just then, the phone rang again; it was Li Xi calling.

Jiang Xinghe quickly answered the phone and grumbled angrily at Li Xi in a low voice, "Li Xi, what do you need me for now?"

On the phone, Li Xi said, "It's too late today. I'll go back to the Xie family tomorrow morning. Could you help me find a place to stay first?"

"I know, I know!"

Impatiently hanging up the phone, Jiang Xinghe muttered with a pout, "They certainly know how to order people around!"

Isn't everyone saying that Xie's adopted daughter has a pushover personality?

This looks like a steamed bun?

These are probably bomb-shaped buns filled with gunpowder.

The elevator stopped on the 23th floor.

Gu Zhen took a long stride and appeared a meter away.

The two lived on the same floor, so Jiang Xinghe quickly followed them upstairs.

Just as Jiang Xinghe pressed his fingerprint on his doorknob, Gu Zhen's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Send me a copy of the tenant's information, I'll take a look first."

After a pause, Gu Zhen added, "The more detailed the better."

After saying that, Gu Zhen went into his own home.

Jiang Xinghe looked at Gu Zhen's tightly closed door with surprise, not understanding why this person had suddenly changed his mind.

Didn't they say they wouldn't rent to people of unknown origin?

Back at his home, Jiang Xinghe first opened a bottle of chilled beer, then sat down at the office counter by the window with his laptop in hand.

He opened the spreadsheet, dialed Li Xi's phone, and placed it beside him.

As soon as Li Xi answered the phone, she heard Jiang Xinghe say, "Give me your personal identification information, the more detailed the better. My landlord here is very picky..."

Li Xi knew that some landlords had many requirements.

The better this is, the more requirements the landlord has for the tenants, the higher the quality of the tenants they will attract.

This way, a group of abnormal individuals can be selected, which is exactly what Li Xi needs.

"Row."

Jiang Xinghe asked, "Name, height, blood type, family background, criminal record... how many relationships have you had, and is your romantic life chaotic?"

Jiang Xinghe asked a lot of rambling questions, and Li Xi, having nothing else to do at the moment, answered them all cooperatively.

After gathering the information, Jiang Xinghe opened WeChat and sent the file to the rent collector.

But the landlord was probably busy and ignored him.

*

Gu Zhen's apartment was spacious but lonely, decorated in a minimalist black and white style.

He placed his shoulder bag in the storage cabinet in the entryway, turned on all the lights in the house, and then carried the takeout into the dining room.

Then I washed my hands, ate, and went back to my room to prepare my lessons.

After finishing, it was almost midnight. Only then did he pick up his phone from the table, open the message file about Li Xi sent by Jiang Xinghe, and read it word by word.

After reading it, Gu Zhen went back to his bedroom to take a shower.

The cool water washed over his head and body, but Gu Zhen's hands began to tremble nervously.

He abruptly turned off the shower, casually draped his bathrobe over himself, and strode out of the bedroom into his private study, which had a combination lock.

Pushing open the study door, Gu Zhen turned on the light and looked around at the paintings filling the room—

There were hundreds of identical paintings, depicting a blood-stained hand with thin fingers, a small palm, and two small moles, one black and one red, on the middle finger.

It was a young girl's hand.

Gu Zhen stared at the paintings filling the room, walked straight to the back of the desk, picked up a brush, and spontaneously created a new work.

This time, it was still a bloody hand, with two moles, one black and one red, on the middle finger, but this hand had become that of an adult woman.

Staring at the painting, Gu Zhen pressed the hand with the mole in the painting to his lips and whispered, almost obsessively, "Xi Xi."