She said nonchalantly, "As long as it tastes good, that's what matters. Even the best food is useless if you can't stomach it, right?"
"I'll cook for you, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
Shen Yunyun's eyes widened. Wasn't Lin Mengxing formerly Mrs. Sheng of the Sheng family?
She actually knew how to cook?
Lin Mengxing didn't explain.
What's so rare about a wealthy lady knowing how to cook?
Tang Yu arrived quickly too, carrying a pot of cold-mixed chicken and a grilled fish in his hands.
"The cold-mixed chicken from that market stall is the best, and I watched them grill the fish fresh—it's still hot," Tang Yu said as he set the food on the dining table upon entering.
Shen Yunyun chuckled. If anyone knew her, it was Tang Yu.
Seeing Tang Yu bring dishes, Lin Mengxing shook her head, simply stir-fried some choy sum, tossed a cold salad, made a stir-fried pork with peppers, and added a tomato and egg soup. That was enough for the three of them.
Shen Yunyun tasted Lin Mengxing's cooking and had to admit it was pretty good.
Even eating couldn't shut them up, and they started gossiping about the Sheng family—their shared secret. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
Tang Yu then brought up meeting the Hong Kong businessman that afternoon. Shen Yunyun listened with half an ear but didn't take it seriously.
A Hong Kong businessman investing in Goose City was a good thing—it would generate tax revenue for the higher-ups and create more jobs. It was a positive development.
If possible, she hoped Goose City would keep getting better.
Because both in her past life and this one, Goose City had shown her immense kindness.
After the meal, Tang Yu went off to handle his work.
Shen Yunyun decided to head to Tang Family Village. Lin Mengxing cleaned up the kitchen, quietly closed the door, and tactfully went home.
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Haicheng, Nanshan District Police Station.
Sheng Sinian, the old butler, and the villa's bodyguards were being interrogated separately.
The police suspected the security guard had colluded with outsiders to steal, though they didn't rule out the possibility that Sheng Sinian had staged the whole thing.
At the moment, they had no evidence to support any of these theories.
The surveillance footage they'd retrieved showed no suspicious vehicles.
The case reeked of strangeness.
There were many logical inconsistencies.
For instance, if the Sheng father and son were transferring assets, they'd surely pick valuable items—they wouldn't bother moving a mattress.
The place had been stripped bare, giving off that eerie vibe from novels where someone empties another's storeroom, leaving nothing behind.
Apparently, even several flowerpots had been taken.
The police investigated back and forth but came up with nothing.
Instead, during the investigation, they discovered that the Sheng father and son had used 3D printing technology to replicate Mrs. Sheng's remains.
The Sheng father and son were immediately taken into custody.
Once the news broke, it didn't just shock Haicheng—it stunned the entire world.
It shattered everyone's worldview.
Everyone wondered: if Sheng Sinian had printed Mrs. Sheng's remains for the funeral, did that mean she was already unrecognizable before death, her body unfit for public display?
Had she died in pieces, or been tortured to death?
Everyone believed Lin Qingyu had met a violent end, including the police, who shared the same suspicion.
Mrs. Sheng might not only have been killed but tortured to death.
To evade legal consequences while giving the public an explanation, Sheng Sinian had used 3D printing to replicate the remains.
How despicable.
The Sheng father and son were brought in for questioning again.
At this point, Sheng Sinian saw no point in hiding it. He admitted that Mrs. Sheng was still alive, just younger, and now went by the name Lin Mengxing, living in Goose City.
The reason he'd used 3D printing for the remains was to hold a funeral and lure her out.