Forensic Doctor, Moe Wife

“Eighth Brother, you’re…” Sheng Minglan was utterly confused. “What’s going on?”

“New company. Can’t you tell?”

“No, I mean when did you have a fresh start?”

“Is that important?” Sheng Xiao rose from his chair, lifting his brow as he walked up to them.

Soon, Sheng Minglan was left emotional after a tour around Sheng Xiao’s office. “So, you being humiliated and trampled by those three rich kids was just nonsense?”

“That was not entirely false. That night, those really did try to humiliate me.”

Sheng Minglan’s blues was gone right then and she looked at Sheng Xiao in disbelief. “You are really full of surprises. I guess the one who really understands you in the whole wide world is Jing Yun.”

“Then his years spent following me around wasn’t a waste.” Sheng Xiao replied.

“All of Jianchuan is laughing at you for being a failure and useless, only for you quietly ascend as a ruler of another domain? This is not like the Sheng Xiao who always pays his debts before!”

“Have to learn to be discreet eventually.”

Either way, Sheng Minglan was truly delighted—this brother of hers was really peerless.

“Looks like I really don’t have to worry or be afraid in your stead. I even gave your Second Brother a scolding at his wedding because of you… so I’ve only been worried about nothing?”

“That’s why I had you two come.”

Sheng Minglan forgot her rage right then, and only felt that things had become interesting.

“When do you intend to announce yourself?”

“No hurry. After a while, someone would come looking kiss up to me.”

Sheng Minglan smiled at that. “I don’t remember you being so cunning before, Eighth Brother. Did you get that from Qiqi?”

***

The three of them had lunch at the Zhongteng employee’s canteen, with Sheng Minglan left musing, “You really are a sly one, and having Eldest Uncle as an industrial designer for free is such a good deal.”

“That said, I rarely saw him being focused so single-mindedly.”

Both Sheng Minglan and Jing Yun shared the same thought when they found Papa Sheng at his workspace.

“About that—it’s enough that you two know. Just pretend you heard none of those rumors about me circulating out there.”

Sheng Minglan glared at him. “I just didn’t know that you were that impressive before. Now that I know you’re the boss of another territory, Jing Yun and I would only laugh at those rumors and take it at heart.

Though Sheng Minglan had felt great sympathy for her Eighth Brother before, she was relieved now.

Both she and Jing Yun hung around Zhongteng, and only left just before Sheng Xiao had to attend a meeting.

She only understood half of what Sheng Xiao and Jing Yun’s conversation too.

And that was why Sheng Minglan couldn’t help ask Jing Yun on the way home from Zhongteng, “I could barely make out the jargon you were exchanging with Eighth Brother just now. Could you give me the watered-down version?”

“Either way, it just means that Young Master is much greater than he was before.” Jing Yun replied. “Any single person in his circle now could make Jianchuan quake.”

“No wonder he doesn’t care about Huang Yao… when the whole family is humiliating him, he already climbed up to unreachable heights. I really worry if the old man would have a heart attack when this comes to light.”

“And that would be none of our business.”

***

The day had really been meaningful, both to Huang Yao and Sheng Kai.

At night, after the wedding, he carried Gu Ziling to their new room and asked, “Ready?”

Gu Ziling thought about it, and nodded since she wasn’t that repulsed by Sheng Kai now.

“Let’s skip precautious since you want to have a child sooner.”

Gu Ziling nodded again.

It could have been the alcohol or their clothing that left them finding each other not that despicable. Hence…

As they proceeded, Sheng Kai only realized that despite having cohabited with her ex-boyfriend, Gu Ziling was still untainted.

It was a delightful discovery.

And so he could not help going at her again and again.

Though they were keen on having a child soon, was it really that easy to get pregnant?

***

At the same time, Sheng Xiao was helping Mu Qiqi wash off her stink, while also hearing her story about how the case of the five disremembered corpses was solved.

“Did you know why the insides of all five corpses were gouged clean?”

“Why?” Sheng Xiao asked in great tandem.”

“The culprit, a former fishmonger had an argument with a customer because he didn’t gut one of his fish cleanly, and who dared the fishmonger to kill him. That was why he stole the corpses for practice before settling the score with that customer! A pure, undiluted lunatic.”

“The innards of the victims were still hanging about in his house when the police found him. Perhaps he wanted to dry them and keep them as specimens.”

“Most curiously, I thought he had lost his left hand and was jealous of others being sound in health. However, when the police got him, it was found that he has seven fingers. Maybe the weird looks others kept giving him had become unbearable and slowly distorted his mind… and that is why after his family left him one after another, he stole the corpses and forcefully pieced them into one family.”

“So, you helped to contribute?”

Mu Qiqi grinned, and suddenly remembered Sheng Minglan’s phone call in the afternoon. “You let Fourth Sister and Jing Yun visit Zhongteng?”

“Fourth Sister went to the wedding and scolded Second Brother, so I can’t keep hiding it from her. That’s why I told her the secret and let her be happy about it.”

“You should have done that long ago! What a waste I wasn’t there, or I would have got to see Fourth Sister looking excited.”

Mu Qiqi said, conveying her shame.

Sheng Xiao helped her wash her hair and dried her with a towel, though his hands were slowly moving downwards.

Mu Qiqi promptly giggled. “Stop fooling around. Wait until I dry my hair or I’ll get a cold.”

“I’ll spare you for now.” Reluctant to have her suffer, Sheng Xiao repressed his impulses for the time being.

Still, Mu Qiqi was puzzled—after hearing all the talk about corpse chunks and innards, how could this man still be in the mood for that stuff?

“Xiao Xiao, your mental fortitude is much better than Feng Shanshan’s.”

“She has connections with the Sheng family. Watch yourself around her as best as you can.” Sheng Xiao told her seriously while picking her out of the bathtub.

“Of course I would, after you’ve put it that way. Actually, I’m being careful even if you didn’t tell me—you ought to know that your little wife really holds grudges.”

Her two eyes were kept fixed on Feng Shanshan all the time.

Still, come to think of it, what did Old Sheng want to achieve by having someone keep an eye on her?