No, he must not be only dealing with Xia Zhichu's funeral, he must also be investigating the cause of his death. It turns out he is still doubting this matter, still suspecting Xia Zhichu's death was caused by Brother Lin.
Her brows furrowed again, a rush of anger erupted from her chest, and the next moment, without thinking, she picked up the phone and dialed out.
This was the first time in two days she proactively called him.
The call went through, and soon the person on the other end answered, with a hint of joy mixed with relief: "Hello, Ningning..."
"I ask you, what exactly are you doing in Xinning? Are you investigating the cause of Xia Zhichu's death? Are you looking for evidence that Brother Lin killed him?"
"..."
Instantly, it was like a bucket of cold water was poured over her head, chilling her to the bone.
Ou Mucen stood by the window, ready to apologize and console her, but his words vanished like smoke, replaced by an unprecedented sense of hopelessness.
