Xiao Chengyi's pupils shrank sharply, and he hurriedly opened the curtain and looked carefully at the letter in his hand by the light outside.
Yes, it is indeed his handwriting!
Although it only has its form but no soul, it is enough to confuse the fake with the real one.
He took a breath of cold air and felt as if he had fallen into a situation full of fog.
First there was the "bribery letter" written in Mu Yun'an's handwriting, then there was the portrait drawn in Mu Yunhuan's handwriting, and then there was the threatening letter written in his handwriting.
The mysterious man behind the scenes is a master.
So what is her purpose in setting up this trap?
If it was for him, then she could threaten Zhou Ruhai and make him take this so-called evil fate.
But she pointed the finger at Yan Yan.
Xiao Chengyi let go of the car curtain, holding the letter with his slender fingers, his expression extremely solemn.
He slowly closed his eyes and pondered in his mind.
Suddenly a flash of light flashed through Xiao Chengyi's eyes. He opened the curtain and said, "Qingying, go after Zhou Ruhai and tell him that I let him go. Let this matter be over and don't mention it again!"
Qingying was stunned for a moment and was a little suspicious, but he didn't ask any more questions and just said yes.
Xiao Chengyi jumped out of the car and waved to him: "You go ahead, I'll go back by myself."
He held the letter in his hand and walked on the quiet street.
Under the moonlight, his figure was stretched very long, but he had a proud and independent look.
Xiao Chengyi avoided the guards who patrolled the night and returned to the general's mansion. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a light on in his room. He walked in quickly and saw his mother doing needlework under the light.
Apparently waiting for him.
"mother."
Xiao Chengyi walked over, took off the needle and thread in her hand and said, "Doing this at night is not good for your eyes."
When Xin Ru saw that he was back, her anxious heart returned to her stomach.
She stood up and looked at her son and said, "Don't tell me when you go out. Don't disappear silently from now on."
Xiao Chengyi felt a little guilty and said, "It's my son's fault that makes you worry."
"Just come back."
Xin Ruyi patted Xiao Chengyi's head and said: "It's getting late, let's take a rest early."
She picked up the sewing basket and turned around to leave. As for where Xiao Chengyi went and what he did?
She didn't ask, because her son had grown up, and as long as he came back safely, she would be relieved.
Xiao Chengyi was moved in his heart. Ever since he grew up, his mother would not interfere in his affairs. She gave him tolerance and freedom, and guided him on the right path with love.
Because of this, he will not get lost and will be calmer when encountering problems.
Xiao Chengyi took a deep breath. After closing the door, he walked to the desk instead of resting, took out the letter in his arms, and read the contents of the letter again.
Then he put it aside, took a piece of clean rice paper, spread it out, studied the ink and wrote four words: frame the blame, alienate.
Yes, he had already guessed the murderer's real purpose in planning this plot.
The blame was naturally placed on Mu Yun'an, causing her reputation to be tarnished and misunderstood.
As for estrangement?
Xiao Chengyi's eyes turned cold, his hand holding the pen tightened, and he glanced slightly sideways at the threatening letter written in his handwriting.
If the person who caught Zhou Ruhai today was not him but Yan Yan, then this letter would fall into Yan Yan's hands.