After Divorcing, She Shocked the World

Chapter 95: Research on Mental Illness

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Stay if you decide to! If not, get out! Get back to the hotel or stay in the basement!” Wu Mei berated him, rendering Wu Pang speechless.

She exposed the scheme of Yang Shan and the others, “You don’t have money now. You can’t afford to stay in a high-end hotel. If you stay in a cheap hotel, the paparazzi will catch it and expose you, thereby causing the upper-class magnates to mock you. That’s why you thought of this scheme to use Mom to return to the Wu family! Since you’re begging someone, behave yourselves!”

“Don’t ask for a place to stay, yet complain that the residence is tattered!”

“No one begged you to be here!”

Wu Pang stared at the servant building in indignance. Just as he was about to argue with her again, Mother Wu sensed that the atmosphere was amiss. She squatted on the ground and started crying. She was so anxious that she curled up and covered her ears. On the verge of a breakdown, she muttered, “Stop fighting, stop fighting. I’m scared!”

Wu Mei tried her best to control her emotions and asked, “Mom, are you alright?”

Mother Wu simply wailed.

Wu Mei lost her patience. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Wu Pang. “Do you want the butler to throw your things out or do you want to live here?”

She refused to give in. After much hesitation, Wu Pang could only give in and nod.

Yang Shan and Wu Yi were so angry that they cursed viciously…

In the villa.

Wu Mei took out some ice and poured herself a glass of whiskey. She finished it and it quelled her disgust towards Wu Pang.

Li Nanchen hugged her from behind, so that she could feel his warmth. He then said in a low voice, “I’ll get the best psychiatrist to treat your mother. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything! As for Wu Pang, he’s still somewhat useful for now since he can take care of Auntie. Let’s leave him for a few days.”

“When the time is right, I will make him pay for what he did today.”

Wu Mei clutched her hair. Back when she was a Special Agent in the Ministry of Defense, she had felt that the possibility of coming across mental illnesses during missions was not high, so she had not devoted herself to researching such medical cases. As a result, she did not have any treatment strategies for Mother Wu’s condition now.

“I can handle my own affairs.”

Wu Mei recalled that there were some books on mental illnesses in M’s house and decided to retrieve them.

However, Li Nanchen misunderstood her intentions. His eyes darkened as he twisted her shoulders, forcing Wu Mei to look him in the eyes. He asked, “Do you need to draw the line so clearly with me? You didn’t watch from the sidelines when Grandpa was ill. Instead, you took risks to treat his illness a few times!”

“When it’s my turn, why do you habitually exclude me from your world?” Li Nanchen’s voice was slightly aggrieved as he said this.

Wu Mei did not know how to explain herself. She knew about Li Nanchen’s feelings, but she had not found out the cause of M’s death. The real murderer had yet to be captured, so she could not be at ease with Wu Mei’s identity!

She has things that she needs to do…

“Let’s go back to our room, okay?”

Li Nanchen buried his head in the pit of her neck. His hands skillfully lit her body up with desire as he gently kissed her earlobe. He lifted her up and placed her on the bar counter. After which, he lowered his body and seductively aroused her. He kept lightly kissing her lips and each kiss was soft and long…

Wu Mei panted as she gently pushed him away. Using her hand to cover Li Nanchen’s thin lips, she said in a dilemma, “I have something on tonight. I can’t.”

“!”

Li Nanchen’s brows furrowed tightly. He knew that even if he asked, she wouldn’t say anything. He could only smile and let go of her.

Wu Mei felt conflicted as she looked into his dejected eyes. However, she eventually chose to leave.

Li Nanchen watched as her figure disappeared into the night. He poured out the remaining whiskey and savored the bitterness on the tip of his tongue as well as the spiciness in his heart…

At M’s living quarters when she was still alive.

Wu Mei wore a hoodie that concealed her face and easily evaded a few security guards on patrol. She climbed over the safety rail and hacked the surveillance cameras to turn them off. She opened the door without a hitch and entered the house in a flash.

Every piece of furniture was filled with memories that surged into Wu Mei’s mind.

She recalled that before her final mission, she had placed her favorite stuffed toy mascot on the bookshelf and had it assume a victorious stance. However, it was now covered in dust…

Wu Mei quietly picked out the books on mental illness and placed them in a canvas bag that she carried with her. When she touched the last row of bookshelves, her brows knitted together warily.

She saw traces of someone having gone through it!

Wu Mei liked it to be tidy. All the books had to be in order, and the corners of the books were uniform. This book has clearly been moved!

She wanted to check carefully, but she heard a beeping sound coming from the password lock on the door. Is someone here?

Who would come to M’s residence?

Wu Mei put the book away and twisted the vase on the shelf.. She quickly slid into the opened secret door…