Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 622 - 45: It’s Little Gourd’s Turn Now

"You want to conduct a background investigation on my family?"

Li Mumu turned her head in shock to look at Wang Yunxiao.

She didn’t expect that the first note she received from a boy in class after transversing would contain this kind of content.

Isn’t this a bit too direct?

"It’s not an investigation on you but rather to have you look at this questionnaire to see if the design is appropriate."

It was the second week of September, and the incident involving the Wei Family had concluded.

There was no related report in the newspapers... even journalists knew what could be reported and what couldn’t, there was no need to risk their lives over a bit of remuneration.

The survey questionnaire that Wang Yunxiao had personally crafted was also nearly complete.

"Isn’t this infringing on people’s privacy too much?"

"After all, it’s about preventing troubles before they arise. It would be best if the tragedy of Wei Anyu does not repeat itself."

"Now that you mention it, why did the Wei Family want to kill Wei Anyu?"

Others might not know what happened to the Wei Family, but as a half, or at least a quarter, involved party, Li Mumu somewhat understood part of the situation.

From the Wei Family’s sideline branch to distant family members, and a variety of friends and acquaintances, it was said that over a hundred people were arrested and executed by the Military Police Brigade, and many disappeared without a trace after being taken away, neither seen alive nor found dead.

Logically, it shouldn’t have been so brutal.

There’s only one possibility left, which is that there are secrets unknown to others behind this incident.

The Tang siblings are quietly following up on leads, and it seems there hasn’t been any progress yet.

"Who knows? Look, didn’t Shen Qingxi also die in a strange car accident?"

Wang Yunxiao shrugged his shoulders: "If you ask me, it’s because these people got too greedy following the President, suddenly becoming nouveau riche, and their mindset couldn’t adjust in time, inevitably leading to disgraceful behavior."

The speaker was unintentional; the listener was intentional.

Li Mumu’s heart stirred, feeling as though she had grasped at something, yet unable to describe it.

Shen Qingxi had died unexpectedly in a car accident, and siblings Wei Anran and Wei Anyu also met with untimely deaths.

What if it’s not a coincidence?

From the limited intelligence available, it could be inferred that Shen Qingxi’s car accident was most likely a risky move by the Family Head Shen Jianzhen sacrificing the pawn to save the king. And Wei Anyu’s death also seemed deeply related to the illegitimate branch that inherited the Wei family’s fortune.

Now, Shen Jianzhen has committed suicide, and the Wei Family’s illegitimate branch has been obliterated.

All truths seem to have vanished into the fog of history, untraceable.

"Let’s talk about the questionnaire."

Wang Yunxiao brought the topic back to the matter at hand: "Do you think my design is okay?"

"Of course it’s not okay, asking someone what their parents do for a living, what if they don’t have parents? Or if it’s not a particularly honorable job, how are they supposed to answer? What if this information gets leaked, can they still live?"

Li Mumu was speechless about Wang Yunxiao’s bluntness.

"So, how should I ask?"

"You can inquire about her childhood experiences, to indirectly understand her family situation. Generally, children from poor families tend to help out with adult tasks, and if only she diligently works while her brothers loaf around, it indicates a serious male preference in their family values."

"That makes sense!"

Wang Yunxiao quickly took notes.

"Also, you can ask whether she herself wishes to study, whether her family is willing to let her study, if there’s anyone she particularly likes or dislikes. Whether any relatives, such as sisters, are married... and so on."

Well, this survey is almost turning into psychological profiling.

Wang Yunxiao coughed and asked in a low voice, "So, classmate Li Mumu, what kind of childhood did you experience?"

"Well, that’s a long story. Ever since I was young, I got along swimmingly with the outstanding citizens of Safo City..."

Li Mumu gauged her thoughts silently and began to leverage her creative talents.

"My childhood is not really of any referential value. As you know, I was born and raised overseas. The religious atmosphere on the West Coast isn’t as intense. My family is relatively democratic and free; both my dad and mom greatly respect my personal wishes..."

Staying out all night.

"In that case, does your family lean towards the camp that advocates for free love?"

"Not exactly like that. My dad is actually quite traditional and has repeatedly warned me not to date white boys."

So that means it’s okay to date Chinese people?

I wouldn’t have guessed that you, Boss Mu, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, are not that conservative at heart.

Wang Yunxiao muttered quietly to himself.

"Considering your family background, you’re probably not in a rush to get married, right?"

"That’s not necessarily true. Who can say for sure when it comes to fate?"

Li Mumu laughed and said, "What if I meet a man who’s incredibly handsome and talented, elegant and erudite, and young yet wealthy..."

Wang Yunxiao took a deep breath.

"What’s wrong?"

"Nothing, I just think the standards you’ve set are a bit high."

"Are they?"

Aren’t these the standard expectations for an average self-confident woman in the future?

Li Mumu twirled a pen in her hand and casually looked out the window: "Your wife is bringing you lunch again!"

Wang Yunxiao leaned out to look and saw He Lan standing at the school gate, posing as if she were a virtuous housewife expectantly waiting.

"She’s not my wife!"

"Don’t spurn her devoted heart, maybe in her eyes, you are that handsome and talented, elegant and erudite, young and wealthy man. Once she’s set her sights on you, there’s no letting go."

Li Mumu started to speak in a mocking tone.

Just as Wang Yunxiao was about to explain, Little Gourd walked over, twisting his fingers and looking at Wang Yunxiao with longing eyes.

"What’s up?"

"I’ll come with you."

Little Gourd pouted and sneered, "Didn’t she say last time that if there were other women around you, Big Brother, she wouldn’t pester you anymore? I want to see just how thick her skin is... or is it that you, Big Brother, really can’t give up her buns?"

What are you messing things up for!

Wang Yunxiao turned to look at Youtiao, who was carefully avoiding any association with the matter as if it had nothing to do with him. The rest of the brothers were preoccupied, pretending to be engaged in discussions about the scenery and the weather.

"You can’t out-stubborn her, she’s just a..."

Little Gourd sneered, "Just a contest of stubbornness? When you, Big Brother, used to take me out to the streets to scam, wasn’t there a trick you didn’t use?"

"Don’t talk nonsense! That’s not true!"

Wang Yunxiao quickly clarified, why are you bringing up such a dark history?

Don’t ruin my image in front of Miss Li!

"I don’t care! That kind of senseless woman is simply not worthy of you, Big Brother!"

Little Gourd seemed determined, "Big Brother, even if you can’t have the finest delicacies, don’t stoop to scrounging for rotten fish and shrimp!"