"Gu Xuanye, did you really go dig up my father's grave?"
"Mhm."
"Why?!!" Mo Qiansu was a picture of shock and confusion.
Gu Xuanye pressed his lips together, not speaking.
Seeing his silence, Mo Qiansu's tone became more stern, "You told me before that no matter what happens you would inform me, what about you?!"
Gu Xuanye looked up, gazing into her eyes several times before saying, "Susu, promise me that you won't get angry over what I'm about to say, and that you will believe me, then I'll tell you."
Mo Qiansu nodded.
"The handwriting analysis came back last night. That letter was indeed written by Mo Xiaoran. Moreover, he wrote that letter not four years ago but just within the past one or two months. So, I suspect that Mo Xiaoran never actually died back then. He faked his death, he must have a huge conspiracy! And Ji Doujin's 'suicide', he orchestrated that too..."
