Chapter 337 - Unmask The Mafia King (4)

At the quiet and almost deserted place, the wind rustled past them, fluttering Lihua's hair in the wind. The ominous words rang in the air.

Ruomei was enjoying Lihua's state, who seemed to be shaken. This was what she always wanted to see. Lihua always had that annoying smile on her face that was a nuisance to Ruomei. Lihua acted as if everything was so easy, and just once, Ruomei wanted to see her distraught and broken.

Thay day was finally here. No matter how much Lihua loved Wei, it would be impossible for her to go back to him after she learned the truth today.

"There is a cafe just right at the corner. It hardly has any customers. How about we have a good chat there?"

Shen Yang quickly said, "Madam, please don't listen to her. She is here to harm you."

"So stiff Shen Yang," she chuckled. "I see you are getting too arrogant. Is it because you have been recognized Jiang Ruiling's future husband? Don't forget your place."

He narrowed his eyes.

"Besides, I just want to talk to her. And I feel that she must want it too. I can see that she is not able to refute the child's claims, especially after how he showed her the pictures too. Doesn't she want to know why Wei lied to her?"

Bobo clutched Lihua's hand. He detested Ruomei's presence. He didn't like the way she was talking so scornfully to her.

Lihua slowly got up. "Let's go."

"But Madam-"

"It's okay, Shen Yang. I don't want to drag this. Let's get it over with."

At the cafe, Ruomei said that she wanted to talk to her alone. But he and Bobo adamantly refused to leave Lihua' side.

"I don't trust you. Don't even think that you will get any chance to hurt Madam," he coldly said.

Ruomei snorted.

Lihua looked down at Bobo. "Bobo you-"

"No! I will stay here!" He stuck on to her like a permanent glue.

She pursed her lips. She didn't want him to hear anything that wouldn't be good for a child to listen to.

Lihua stared at her. "What do you want to say?"

Ruomei smiled. "Come on Lixue, oops! I mean Song Lihua."

She said nothing.

"Don't you feel that it's strange that a cat suddenly came out of nowhere whose name coincided with your old identity? I am sure it's not sudden. Wei would never want you to know about Song Lihua. So, why would he bring a cat with the same name?"

Lihua stiffened.

It was after Lihua asked about the woman who Wei was calling in his sleep that night. She silently pressed her arm.

"And I was saying like crazy that Wei didn't own any cat. She was truly Mingshen's cat who he conveniently snatched away to suit his purpose. Wei is not an idiot. He is the one who erased your memories. He wouldn't want you to know anything about Song Lihua."

She gritted her teeth. "Stop with your nonsense!"

Ruomei ignored her. "Which brings us to the point why he took away your memories?" she sneered. "It's because the husband who you love and trust so much is your sister's murderer. He killed her, and he didn't want you to get into that investigation. So, the best way for you to not ever ask questions about her is that you don't remember her altogether. Easy, isn't it?"

"You think I will believe that he killed her?" Lihua angrily laughed. "Dream on."

She sighed. "Didn't this kid say that Song Jia was working on a case? She was investigating the one and only Jiang Wei. Why not? Isn't he the Mafia King?"

She stiffened.

"She had even disguised herself as a maid in the Jiang family. Wei found out about it."

Suddenly, Shen Yang, who had been sharply observing her, stood rooted to his spot in shock.

A woman disguised as a maid who was investigating the Boss?

Ruomei chuckled. "I guess the capable bodyguard here finally connected the dots."

He stayed silent. Lihua looked up at him, startled.

"Shen Yang?"

He clenched his fists. He remembered how he heard of a cop officer disguised as a maid who Wei punished when she was caught. At that time he was on another Underworld mission, so he wasn't present when this happened.

But later on his return, he heard from the other guards about how Wei killed a female cop officer. Now it suddenly came back to him that one of the guards faintly mentioned the name Jia.

Impossible...she is the same Song Jia, Madam's sister?

The talk about Wei erasing her memories finally made sense to Shen Yang. Even the timing of Jia's death and when Lihua came to Jiang villa as his wife, roughly matched.

Lihua stammered. "Sh-Shen Yang. Why are you so quiet?"

Bobo pulled his hand. "Don't stay quiet! My sis Jia will never leave Lihua and I!" His nostrils flared. "Tell this evil woman that she is lying! My sister is alive!"

Shen Yang trembled. He couldn't face Lihua's questioning gaze.

Lihua felt more and more afraid of how Shen Yang was suddenly avoiding her. She nervously laughed. "Shen Yang...why are you not saying anything?"

Ruomei smirked. "What would he say? How can he expose his Boss's crime?"

A tear slid down her cheek and she tremblingly tugged his hand. "Shen Yang, please...I-I am getting scared now. I know it cannot be the truth. Just say it."

Silence.

"Ma-Madam.." his breath turned a little ragged in nervousness.

Damn! If I knew it was about Song Jia, I would have never brought Madam here!

Ruomei snickered. "He killed her and then came to live as your neighbor as if nothing happened. How selfish, isn't it? Then you started to poke your nose in Song Jia's case. You wanted to know what happened to your sister. He was afraid that you would learn the truth one day, so with Mingshen's help, he wiped out all your memories."

Lihua froze.

Mingshen...?historical