The Cheng Family courtyard was slightly larger than the Lin Family's and was located deeper inside. He walked nonchalantly, his hands clasped behind his back. He looked up at the sky and sighed. Tonight, regarding the affairs of the Zhou and Gu Families, he had concealed some parts. Some words could only be spoken with the permission of his old partner.
Thinking of Zhou Jinyu, who had died young, and then the unfortunate passing of Gu Mingzhu, along with that baby boy not even a month old, he quickly quickened his pace. He suspected Zhou Xiaozheng might be that child from back then. This matter had to be told to his old partner; an investigation needed to be commenced immediately.
Mr. Cheng hastily entered the courtyard, waved off the nanny, came to the bedroom, and saw his wife wearing reading glasses doing some needlework. He hurriedly went forward to snatch it away and put it aside.
