Nan Ge still did not believe it, but since Shen Yanqing had said so, he could not be lying.
She thought about it carefully. There was indeed information that could be matched.
Firstly, Shen Yanqing's mother did live here. Secondly, she had always come to the old residence with Nan Zhe when she was young. Thirdly, according to her brother's unreliable temperament, it was very likely that he would leave her alone at home.
At the thought of this, Nan Ge could not help but call Nan Zhe over to confront him.
When he was invited over for tea, Nan Zhe was still on the phone. He only hung up when he reached the pavilion.
"What's the matter?" He went forward and sat between the two of them. He casually grabbed a handful of melon seeds and peeled them in his hand. "Did you go to the apartment last night?"
"Yes," Nan Ge replied. "Let's not talk about this first. I have something else to ask you."
