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"You, what do you mean? Do you also suspect that your accident is related to Zhang Xincheng?"
"From what you're saying, you have suspected Zhang Xincheng too, haven't you?"
That's right. Ever since my father’s accident, a shadow of doubt has lingered in my mind.
My father had driven all his life without ever having an accident, especially since the car had just been serviced. How could the brakes fail and send him crashing into a flowerbed?
Yet, Zhang Xincheng managed to rescue my father from the flames with precision and without a scratch on himself. It simply doesn't make sense to me.
"I have been collecting evidence over the years. I even hired a private investigator who captured photos of him visiting a repair shop multiple times three years ago, along with spending records."
"What do you mean...?"
"After he saved your father, he insisted on breaking up with me. I refused, and shortly after that, the accident happened, leaving him like this. How can I not be suspicious?"
"But why? My family is just an ordinary one; we have nothing to gain!"
"Don't you know your father took out an insurance policy for you?"
"Insurance? What insurance?"
Liang Anna pulled out a document from her bag. It stated that my father would transfer all his assets to me after my marriage, and the amount was a staggering ten million!
It was only then that I recalled the phone call from my father before the accident.
At that time, I was on a business trip, and my father said he had a huge surprise waiting for me when I returned, praising me as a windfall.
I quickly checked the lottery records from three years ago.
Sure enough, my birthday numbers had won ten million, and the person who claimed the prize was my father.
It turned out that Zhang Xincheng had long been plotting against me and my father; he was after that money.
"I found all this out through a private investigator. I don't know how Zhang Xincheng targeted your father, but I can tell you for sure that he is responsible for our car accident. This is the evidence!"
"What do you plan to do?"
"I hate him just as much as you do. I want to hand this over to the police, make him pay for what he's done, and see him behind bars!"
I also wanted Zhang Xincheng to pay for his actions, but not right now.
Liang Anna's evidence wasn't strong enough yet; even if we reported him now, he would likely be released due to insufficient evidence.
If that happened, he would not only retaliate against us but could also easily escape abroad, changing his name and living freely from then on.
More than anyone else, I wanted to see this scumbag in prison, but absolutely not at this moment.
To strike down an enemy decisively, one must be fully prepared; this was a lesson my father taught me since childhood.
After saying goodbye to Liang Anna and returning home, it was already late at night.
Just as I was about to open the door in the hallway, I felt someone behind me staring intently.
At first, I thought it was just my overactive imagination, but for the next few days, I felt as if I was being watched every single day.
I was so scared that I didn’t dare to go out, relying solely on takeout for my meals.
Gradually, I noticed that the delivery person from my usual takeout place had changed to someone named Gao Bin.
What unnerved me even more was that Gao Bin's voice sounded almost identical to Zhang Xincheng's.
A chilling thought surged through my mind.
Reflecting on these days spent alone at home, an icy sensation crept down my back.
I immediately called a group of friends over for dinner and specifically ordered an eight-person meal from that restaurant, even adding a note to send extra pairs of chopsticks.
In the following days, I always ordered an extra portion and deliberately noted, "My boyfriend has a big appetite; please give more rice," trying to create the illusion that there was a man living with me.
Finally, after Liang Anna assured me that everything was ready, on a rainy night, I placed an order for a single meal and wrote in the order notes: "One person eating; reduce the rice portion."
Half an hour later, a soft knock echoed through the room.
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