Afterward, Jiang Xinghai drove Meng Lihua and her daughter, Nini, to an old apartment building.

The building was probably forty or fifty years old and was only four stories high.

The apartment Meng Lihua rented was 402.

"My place is very humble, Divine Doctor Jiang. Please don’t mind."

After they got to 402, Meng Lihua poured a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Xinghai.

"Simple is nice," Jiang Xinghai said, glancing around as he held his teacup.

It was a two-bedroom apartment.

One of the bedrooms was filled with miscellaneous items.

The other, larger bedroom was shared by the mother and daughter.

"Sister Meng, you can go get the bed ready. We’ll start after I finish this tea." Jiang Xinghai smiled and began chatting with Nini.

Meng Lihua nodded and began tidying up the bed.

’Oh, right!’

She seemed to have remembered something, her gaze immediately shifting to the other bedroom.

That storage room held a little secret of her own!

She’d been divorced for three years, and she got lonely at night...

So, she always waited until Nini was asleep before going to the other room alone to relieve some stress.

Although she was always very careful to put it away after each use, a few days ago, before going to her parents’ house, she had worried the little thing might get moldy and left it by the windowsill.

She had just gotten back today and taken Nini straight to Jishan Hall, so she hadn’t had a chance to tidy up at home.

"Divine Doctor Jiang, please keep drinking your tea... Huh? Where’d they go?"

When Meng Lihua stepped out of the bedroom and into the living room, she suddenly realized Jiang Xinghai and Nini were gone!

Her head snapped up as she looked toward the storage room.

’It can’t be!’

She dashed inside.

Fortunately, Jiang Xinghai and Nini weren’t in there.

"Divine Doctor Jiang, Nini, where are you?" Meng Lihua asked, pacing anxiously.

"We’re on the balcony," came Jiang Xinghai’s voice.

Meng Lihua turned to look.

Sure enough, Jiang Xinghai was on the balcony holding Nini, admiring the view while they chatted and laughed.

’Thank goodness...’

Meng Lihua patted her chest in embarrassment, but then her gaze froze again.

On the balcony, her laundry was hanging to dry—and it was all bras and panties!

She hadn’t gotten around to taking them in before leaving for her parents’ house with Nini three days ago!

And now, two black panties were hanging right at the back of Jiang Xinghai’s head.

’It’s fine, it’s fine. We’re both adults, so what’s there to be shy about?’

In the end, Meng Lihua decided not to go out to the balcony, turning back into the storage room instead.

Going out to get her underwear now would be a dead giveaway.

’Huh... Why is it gone?’

When Meng Lihua entered the storage room and looked for the little thing she had left out to air, the spot was completely empty!

’Did the wind blow it down?’

Meng Lihua rushed forward and began searching every corner.

But she searched the entire area below the windowsill three times, and there was absolutely no sign of the little thing!

’Oh no!’

’Could Jiang Xinghai have taken it?’

’No, that’s not right!’

’Jiang Xinghai’s a man.’

’It’s not normal for a man to take a woman’s private little item!’

Meng Lihua paced uncertainly, then suddenly looked at the window.

Since her building was old and run-down, the windows were the wooden type that swung outward.

Before leaving for her parents’ house, she had left it open a crack—about three fingers wide—for ventilation.

’Could it have fallen out the window?’

Meng Lihua pushed the window open and peered down below.

The ground below was overgrown with weeds. Even if it had fallen, she wouldn’t be able to see it clearly from this height.

’Forget it!’

’If it’s lost, it’s lost!’

She didn’t care about the little thing’s value, as long as neither Jiang Xinghai nor her daughter saw it!

But now, a deep suspicion still lingered in her mind.

’Did Jiang Xinghai come into this room or not?’

This was what worried Meng Lihua the most, and what she most hoped wasn’t true.

’What if Jiang Xinghai did take it?’

She silently returned to the living room.

Just then, Jiang Xinghai turned and walked toward her, holding Nini.

As he did, Meng Lihua’s two panties drifted right past his face.

Meng Lihua saw it happen clearly, and her face instantly flushed red.

"Sister Meng, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Xinghai approached with Nini in his arms. Seeing Meng Lihua’s fair skin tinged with red, he couldn’t help but ask, "You were fine just a moment ago. Do you have a fever?"

"Then why don’t you check for me, Divine Doctor Jiang," Meng Lihua said, taking Nini from his arms. Her expression was a little unnatural.

Jiang Xinghai placed his fingers on Meng Lihua’s wrist. "Your pulse... Are you about to get your period?"

Meng Lihua quickly pulled her hand back. "My period just ended."

"Then why is your qi and blood so agitated?" Jiang Xinghai reached for her wrist again.

"Divine Doctor Jiang, why don’t you treat Nini first," Meng Lihua said, carrying Nini toward the bedroom.

"Time is short. We should begin," Jiang Xinghai said with a steady expression as he entered the bedroom.

From the moment Jiang Xinghai walked in, Meng Lihua’s eyes scanned his body.

Fortunately, there were no suspicious bulges on his person.

In other words, Jiang Xinghai hadn’t taken her private little item.

It had most likely fallen downstairs.

To be sure, she decided she would go downstairs later and take a look.