The Young Matriarch

Chapter 269: Chapter 269: Don’t believe me? Then go out and try for yourself.
 

[Yuyu: Auntie, really? I just asked Liang to help me purchase a handbag because I don’t have time to go abroad to buy it myself. And you’re messaging me to ask about this?]

Zhang Ling broke out in a cold sweat. That meant she hadn’t been seeing things—the WeChat account of her son was indeed on Zhao Yu’s phone.

Zhao Yu picked up his own phone and suddenly noticed the case was warm, indicating someone had handled it recently.

Zhang Ling was in a daze, not even sure how she managed to bring the dishes to the table. She took a bite with her chopsticks—the flavor was excellent, and incredibly refreshing!

But Zhang Ling was preoccupied with other thoughts, mechanically eating her food.

Zhao Yu kept praising how delicious the food was, wondering how it was grown.

Zhao Yu casually asked, “Xiaoling, I heard that the land on the eastern side of the city is going to be auctioned off to builders for construction, isn’t it?”

Zhang Ling nodded.

Zhao Yu’s gaze darkened slightly, and he continued to tenderly serve Zhang Ling more dishes, smiling all the while.

Zhang Ling blurted out, “If Liangliang were home, he’d be fighting to eat this dish.”

Zhao Yu smiled and said, “It’s almost June, Zhang Liang will soon graduate and return home. You’ll be reunited before long.”

Zhang Ling didn’t understand why, but upon hearing this, her arms involuntarily shook with a chill.

With one hand holding a bowl and the other with chopsticks, Zhao Yu casually asked, “Xiaoling, I heard you’re going to M Country to attend Zhang Liang’s graduation ceremony?”

Zhang Ling’s son had suddenly left for M Country six months earlier to study and work on a secret project with a professor, so their contact had been minimal and mostly limited to text messages.

Zhang Ling wanted to witness her son’s graduation from a prestigious school, so she had been considering buying a plane ticket to go see him.

She was about to confirm it when suddenly, Bai Chuwei’s words at the beauty salon flashed through her mind: “Be careful of the people around you, and don’t take a plane.”

Swallowing those words instantly, she smiled at Zhao Yu and said, “You’re graduating this year too, aren’t you? Besides, I’ve got to stay busy collaborating with Bai Chuwei, where would I find the time to fly out of the country? I’m going to cancel the plane ticket later.”

Zhao Yu smiled gently, “Mhm!”

Zhang Ling, fearful of giving anything away, bowed her head and started eating her meal heartily.

As Zhao Yu went to the kitchen to put the dishes into the dishwasher, Zhang Ling quickly returned to her study, locked the door, and began to recollect carefully.

Ever since her son stated half a year ago that he was going to M Country with his girlfriend to work on a secret project, they hadn’t video-called much…

Thinking of Bai Chuwei’s words from that day, Zhang Ling felt a terrible suspicion growing in her heart, her hands trembling as she got Bai Chuwei’s phone number from Yang Shuhui on her phone.

“Miss Bai…”

Bai Chuwei was leisurely munching on an apple, speaking indifferently, “Don’t speak; there’s likely a bug in your room and you’ll be overheard. Let’s communicate through WeChat texts.”

Listening devices!

Zhang Ling felt weak in the knees. This was terrifying.

And how did Bai Chuwei know about it?

Bai Chuwei scoffed with disdain, thinking her ancestor was a mighty cultivator.

After searching for a while, Zhang Ling indeed found a hidden listening device on her desk.

Zhang Ling tried to act normal, holding her phone and smiling while sending WeChat messages, but her hand was shaking.

[Your Ancestor, huh: If you step outside now, I guess your tender young thing will send you and your son to the heavens to reunite.]

This message carried a vast amount of information!

Her son was dead?

And Zhao Yu wanted to kill her as well?

[Your Ancestor, huh: Don’t believe it? Then go try.]

Zhang Ling: “…” Did she dare to step outside? She wasn’t crazy!