In other words, the clues stopped here.
Yan Beicheng could not do anything but leave him to do what he was best at; perhaps he would be able to find some detail that they could trace and investigate. Thus, he hung up the phone call for the time being.
As he came out of the study and returned to the living room, he saw that Lin Chu's expression did not seem right as she looked at him in great shock.
"What's wrong?" Yan Beicheng sat down beside her before skillfully picking up a grape from the plate and peeling it for Lin Chu.
After Lin Chu got pregnant, her palette had become increasingly tricky, almost to the level of a food critic. If the grape was not peeled, she could even taste the sour and astringent taste of the grape skin. However, this was a problem as the pulp of the grape was normally firm and stuck tightly to the skin.
