"You also went shopping on Nanshan Street?" Rong Lingling held her mobile phone and chatted with Jingye on WeChat, seemingly asking accidentally.
The place she and Mo Chifeng went to today was Nanshan Street.
"How do you know?" Jiang Shuli subconsciously picked up what she was saying, and only then did she realize that something was wrong.
She turned her head and saw that Rong Changyan was attracted by the questions and answers between Rong Lingling and her.
"Nanshan Street, there is nothing interesting in that place. There is only one memorial hall that I forgot which number one scholar it is. There are fewer and fewer people going there, and the surrounding area is quiet. Your friend doesn't like the excitement?" Rong Changyan said in a casual tone to Jiang Shuli.
After speaking, the person he was speaking to turned to Rong Lingling, and he was more curious in his casualness, "Lingling, how do you know that your Aunt Jiang went to Nanshan Street?"
Rong Changyan's character became more and more unpredictable every year. Jiang Shuli was still worried at first, but when she heard what he said, she felt relieved.
This proves that he is not thinking elsewhere.
"I heard it from a friend. My friend happened to be passing by on Nanshan Street. She said she saw Aunt Jiang. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Rong Changyan was nearby, and he thought that she and Mo Chifeng discussed cooperation until the afternoon, so she would not say that she got the news and rushed there with Mo Chifeng, and she also recorded a video. p>
Some things just have to be left until the end for miraculous results.
"Your friend still knows me?" Although Jiang Shuli was surprised that Rong Lingling's friend would recognize her, she was not so nervous when she thought that it was not Rong Lingling who saw her with her own eyes.
If Rong Lingling had seen it with his own eyes, given their close relationship with each other, this matter would not have ended well, and Rong Lingling would have definitely tried every means to stumble her.
But the person who saw her was Rong Lingling's friend, so things were much easier to handle.
Not everyone hates her as much as Rong Lingling. Even if this friend sees her, what can he do? At most, he will look away hastily. How can he carefully observe what she does?
Jiang Shuli's idea is not wrong, but she does not know that this so-called "friend" is actually Rong Linling himself, so her series of ideas cannot be established.
Rong Lingling nodded, "She said she saw you with a middle-aged man, with a warm attitude, talking and laughing in the courtyard of No. 3... Something is wrong!"
Halfway through her words, her tone became surprised, "I passed by there before. I remember that no one lived there and the door was always locked. Aunt Jiang, is Courtyard No. 3 yours?"
The smile at the corner of Jiang Shuli's mouth gradually became unbearable, and she said dryly, "Did you see it wrong?"
She didn't look at Rong Changyan's face. She knew with her toes that Rong Changyan's face must be very ugly.
She was in a warm relationship with a middle-aged man. This statement was too questionable. Although the truth had nothing to do with romance, she couldn't explain it.
She can say that it is a cooperative relationship, but if this is the case, Rong Changyan will definitely ask, how should she explain it then?
The truth from back then cannot be exposed, at least not now, otherwise all her preparations over the past few years will be in vain.
"Aunt Jiang, you just admitted that you did arrive at Nanshan Street. Why do you think now that my friend got the wrong person? Aunt Jiang, you didn't have any rest last night. You were talking incoherently."
Rong Lingling didn't mention the real doubts in her words for a long time, but the real meaning was that she had a guilty conscience.
If you don't feel guilty, why bother trying to cover it up in such a hurry?