The Widow in the Mansion 10

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Yu Deng's lips are very beautiful, not too thin or too thick, very suitable for kissing.

The color of the lips is usually a healthy pink, but because they were just kissed fiercely, they are now a rosy and moist red. Upon closer inspection, you can even see a small cut at the corner of the mouth.

Yu Deng held the photo, touched his lips together, and exclaimed, "The name Cheng Chaolin sounds quite nice.."

"Hmm, why does it feel a little cold?"

Yu Deng raised his head in confusion and looked around.

There was no movement in the room, the curtains were half open, the room was brightly lit, giving a rare sense of security.

[What's going on, I feel like the live broadcast room just flickered.]

[It's not an illusion, I also feel the magnetic field has changed.]

[I don't care about the magnetic field, I only know my wife's lips are swollen and cut from being kissed.]

[During the meeting just now, Bad Dog was laughing happily, tsk, I'm not envious, not envious at all.]

"There's nothing here, maybe I was mistaken, um...

Yu Deng stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, covering his mouth with a look of uncertainty.

Strange, how did he feel like his mouth was touched by someone.

Yu Deng hesitantly touched his lips, unsure of what was happening. After waiting for a while, he found that the strange sensation just now did not reoccur.

Was it an illusion?

Yu Deng carefully examined the photo in front of him and suddenly discovered a key point. He quickly flipped to the back of the photo and carefully examined the two lines of birthdates.

He painstakingly converted the upper line of birthdates into numbers, calculated for a while, and found that Cheng Chaolin was only thirty-one years old when he died.

"That's not right. Cheng Xiao is about 18 years old, and Cheng Chaolin is only in his early 30s..."

Yu Deng's face changed, showing great disgust: "He actually did that kind of thing at such a young age!!"

The air seemed to freeze, an indescribable silence spread throughout the room.

The next second, a gust of wind blew in from outside. There were several books on the bedside table, and the top one's pages were blown open by the wind, revealing a stack of papers.

Yu Deng waited for the wind to stop, carefully picked up the stack of yellowed papers.

The handwriting on the papers varied, belonging to different people, surprisingly they were several fashionable school records.

-- Chaolin, you sure are impressive. So young, and you've already made the company thrive. I admire you.

-- The professor lamented the other day that you didn't continue with your academic pursuits, but Brother Cheng, you really are talented in business. Developing the family business is indeed important.

-- Brother Cheng, most of us are getting married one by one. Haven't you found the right girl yet? When will we be able to attend your wedding?

"Eh? Has Cheng Chaolin always been single?"Yu Deng pondered for a few seconds, suspecting that he might have wrongly accused his late husband.

Perhaps there's more to the story. Maybe the stepson isn't his biological child.

【Host】The system, unable to hold back any longer, reminded its dim-witted host: 【Please carefully check the clues.】

Yu Deng acknowledged with an "oh" and reviewed all the yearbooks before picking up the photo again.

"Let me calculate... Oh, it turns out the remaining set of birthdates is his birthday."

Yu Deng tilted his head, noted this down, and planned to investigate it further later.

While he was searching for clues, the subtle magnetic field from earlier had quietly disappeared. Moments later, Yu Deng heard a "ding" notification.

【Ding, the special power of this instance has been unlocked.】

Yu Deng looked up in surprise, "What power? Let me see!"

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