"Yeah, that's true. It's a waste if it's broken. It's good to exchange it for some pocket money."
Seeing that she agreed with her point of view, Aunt Li smiled again, "That's right, it's a pity that all the flowers in the yard will be ruined if they are left there."
"Aunt Li, was it raining when you picked the flowers? Was it heavy?" Seeing that she was talking nonsense again, Su Qiao quickly brought the subject back and tried to induce her to tell him what happened that night.
As for which night it was, Su Qiao actually didn't know, but she knew one thing: during the day, Aunt Li definitely wouldn't dare to steal the flowers.
Besides, it rains most of the nights these days, so it’s totally fine for her to ask.
"It rained heavily that night, the wind was strong, and the lightning was scary." Aunt Li seemed to recall the scene that night.
"I couldn't sleep at the time, thinking that if the flowers in her yard continued to grow like this, they would definitely be destroyed. I happened to see that the lights in her house were off and it seemed that no one was in the house, so I opened an umbrella, picked up a basket and quietly went there."
"As a result, I had just picked most of the basket when I saw Ding Peixin hurriedly open the door and enter the yard. She didn't even have an umbrella at the time, and she was soaked all over, like a drowned chicken."
Su Qiao's eyes flashed: "Didn't she drive?"
Aunt Li shook her head and made a gesture of putting on a hat: "No, but she put the hood of the black windbreaker on her head."
"It was raining so hard and the wind was so strong, what effect would a windbreaker hat have? I saw her hair sticking to her cheeks."
"Oh, right, when the lightning struck, I saw her face. It was pale and looked a little abnormal. She looked like she had lost her soul. She didn't even look at me and just walked into the house with her head down."
Aunt Li touched her arm and seemed to feel the creepy feeling of that night.
Su Qiao guessed that maybe Ding Peixin was devastated because she found out that her husband Sun Zhihao had a child with another woman that night!
"And then?"
"Later, I was afraid she would find out, so I hurried home."
Aunt Li suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, she didn't turn on the lights after entering the house."
"That's weird. You're so wet. Why don't you go home and turn on the light and take a hot bath to warm yourself up?"
"I guess she was greatly traumatized that night, so she was upset the next day."
'the next day?'
A thought flashed across Su Qiao's eyes.
So, did Ding Peixin go out the night before she left the suicide note and disappeared, or did she meet someone
Anyway, it was all said, so Aunt Li didn't hide it anymore. She looked around carefully, leaned close to Su Qiao's ear and whispered, "By the way, let me tell you, her husband isn't a good guy either."
"That guy surnamed Sun, who looks well-dressed and a painter, is actually having an affair? I'm not making this up. I saw it with my own eyes."
"It's a pity that this silly girl still exercises every day and drinks so many bitter Chinese medicines, just wanting to have a child. It's really a sin!"
"Okay? I know everything, Aunt Li, thank you very much." Su Qiao roughly understood what happened and knew that he probably couldn't get anything out of her, so he prepared to leave.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Aunt Li thought of her own affairs and became a little anxious. She quickly grabbed her sleeve and said, "What about today's incident...?"
Su Qiao patted her shoulder and assured her, "I won't tell anyone about what happened today, don't worry!"