After a pause, Zhou Gang was shocked, Zhou Awu added: “What he wrote should be some trivial things in life. The bad thing is that, in these trivial things, Zhi’er is always there. It was as if they know each other and had been in contact for many years, but how come? Zhi’er is only 13-years-old and had always been living in Huangtuo Village. She never left that place.”

“But if the person written in this booklet is not Zhi’er, then how did this booklet get in her hands?”

Zhou Gang asked: “How did you get it? How did it get to your hands?”

Zhou Awu said what happened in Qingfengyuan that day, and since that day, this thing has been with him.

Who knows if Bai Zhi forgot or didn’t care, but she never asked about it.

Zhou Gang squeezed the closed booklet, feeling a little hot. He wanted to throw it into the river.

“I think we should show this to His Highness.” Zhou Gang thought about it and said.

Zhou Awu quickly grabbed the booklet and said with a cold face, “No, absolutely not. If His Highness sees this, what do you think His Highness will think? Zhi’er is not that kind of person, but how will you explain it?” In his heart, he was on Bai Zhi’s side. When he was in Huangtuo Village, he regarded Bai Zhi as his relative and this had never changed.

Zhou Gang was different from him. Although Zhou Gang was grateful to Bai Zhi, he was only grateful. He doesn’t feel the same as Zhou Awu.

The positions of the two were different, so their opinions were naturally at odds.

Zhou Awu’s hand suddenly became empty, but he realized that there were more people behind him at some point. He turned around to grab it, only to see that the person holding the booklet turned out to be Prince Jin.

Hu Feng had been hiding in the tree quietly. He hadn’t slept well these days. He was a little sleepy, so he hid in the tree and squinted for a while.

Unexpectedly, he heard the conversation between the two in a daze, and immediately woke up.

He opened the booklet and read it page by page. After reading about a dozen pages, he could no longer read it and closed the booklet with force.

Zhou Awu knelt in front of him on one knee: “Your Highness, there must be some misunderstanding. You—”

Before Zhou Awu could finish speaking, Chu Yan left like a gust of wind without a trace.

Zhou Awu got up and glared at Zhou Gang complainingly: “It’s all your fault!”

Zhou Gang sighed. He didn’t know what to say. He was very worried, so he hurriedly grabbed Zhou Awu: “Why don’t we go and have a look. Maybe nothing will happen.”

Zhou Awu shook his head: “We can’t get involved in this matter. If His Highness treats Zhi’er sincerely, he will believe her. If he is not sincere, it would be better to separate earlier.”

“What are you talking about?” Zhou Gang raised an eyebrow and stared at him.

Zhou Awu walked forward with his head down sullenly and ignored him.

Hu Feng went into Dongfang Mansion like a gust of wind. Bai Zhi and Dongfang Mu were walking and chatting in the garden. The grandfather and granddaughter were both happy when Hu Feng suddenly rushed over.

Seeing his sweaty and irritable face, Bai Zhi busily asked, “What happened to you? Did something happen?”

She looked down and saw something in his hand. That thing couldn’t be more familiar.

Wasn’t that Lin Yang’s diary? Why was it with him? She searched for it for a while but couldn’t find it. She thought she put it in the hidden corner of the cabinet, so how did it get in his hands?

Looking at him like this, he must have seen it.

Bai Zhi’s heart suddenly sank, and the smile on her face slowly dissipated.

There were some things she doesn’t want to say, after all, they were so shocking.

But now, it seems that the time has come.

If so, can he understand her?

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