Things went smoothly from there. The police found the jewelry and gold in the safe beneath Gu Xue's bed. After she identified them, they also found the clothes and shoes used for disguises in a garbage heap.
The case was wrapped up quickly. At last, Xia Xiaolin's final piece of skull was found in the chemical wastewater tank at the chemical plant, thanks to Gu Xue's hint.
By nightfall, Su Qiao and Du Muhan were getting ready to go home and cook. Tao Junhui hesitated again and again, but still stopped her at the entrance.
"Xiao Qiao, I have a few things I'd like to talk to you about. Can you spare me five minutes?"
Su Qiao frowned.
Du Muhan glanced at Tao Junhui. Although he was unhappy, he still patted her on the shoulder. "Go ahead. I'll wait in the car. But don't take too long—we still have to cook later."
"Okay. I'll be right there."
After Du Muhan left, Su Qiao looked at Tao Junhui.
Tao Junhui hesitated before asking softly, "Xiao Qiao, do you... hate me?"
Su Qiao showed no expression. "I never waste time or energy on boring, meaningless things."
With that, she walked around him and left.
Whatever he wanted to say was nothing more than this, and she did not want to listen.
Tao Junhui watched her retreating figure disappear without a backward glance and gave a bitter smile. "So I've become someone completely meaningless to her?"
Even so, I still want to say this: 'I'm sorry, Xiao Qiao. I was wrong to blame you. I'm not worthy of having you.'
"Xiao Qiao, I wish you happiness."
Su Xiyan had appeared behind him at some point. Her expression was not very pleasant, but she remained calm. "Do you really love her?"
Tao Junhui slowly