My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce-Chapter 950 I Don’t Know You

When the woman realized Lu Lingche was looking at her, she became very flustered, quickly averted her gaze, and hid behind someone else.

Lu Lingche wore a cold expression as he strode toward her.

As soon as the woman saw Lu Lingche walking toward her, she turned and immediately started to walk away, even abandoning the item that was nearly within her grasp.

Yuanshan had already noticed her odd behavior; he quickly stepped forward to block her path, "Villager, you haven’t collected your items yet, why are you leaving?"

"I, I don’t want it anymore, you, let me through."

Unexpectedly, her voice was very gentle and pleasant, which starkly contrasted with her disfigured face and seemingly aged appearance.

Lu Lingche had reached her side, "Everyone else is taking it, why don’t you want it?"

Upon hearing his voice, the woman trembled all over, her head still bowed as tears began to fall.

She frantically wiped her tears and buried her head even lower, and, changing her direction, still insisted on leaving.

Of course, Lu Lingche couldn’t possibly let her leave; he had searched the entire day and had finally found a suspicious person—he wouldn’t let go no matter what.

He spoke in a cold voice, "Yu Fei!"

Yu Fei emerged silently from the shadows, "President Lu."

"Take her away, I want to interrogate her personally!"

The woman panicked even more, "I don’t know you, why do you want to take me? I won’t go with you! Village chief, save me!"

The village chief had already spotted the commotion; the rest of the village was also watching, seemingly curious about what was happening.

With a placating demeanor, the village chief said, "Boss, did Liuye offend you? She’s always been timid and doesn’t like meeting people, please don’t take offense."

Lu Lingche glanced at him and asked indifferently, "Her name is Liuye? When did she move into the village?"

"Yes, yes, her name is Liuye, her last name is Fang; everyone in our village is a Fang. She is a native, born and raised in our village; she’s lived here for over forty years now!"

"She has lived in the village the whole time?"

"Yes, boss, is there something wrong with that?"

If she was indeed the one who killed my older brother, then she couldn’t possibly be a woman born and raised in a mountain village!

Lu Lingche’s gaze returned to the woman’s face, and he asked coldly, "Her face, when was it disfigured?"

"This..."

After carefully recalling for a while, the village chief uncertainly said, "I guess it’s been almost thirty years? The exact time, I have forgotten; boss, you have to ask her herself."

Lu Lingche was of course aware that he needed to ask her, but the problem was that this woman was unlikely to tell him the truth; otherwise, she wouldn’t have run away upon seeing him approach.

However, no matter what, he still needed to ask.

"Then let’s go to the village committee house you mentioned first, where I’ll ask her a few questions."

The village chief immediately nodded, "Alright, boss, this way please!"

As he led Lu Lingche and his party to the village committee house, he couldn’t help but look back at Fang Liuye.

In fact, Fang Liuye had always been quite different from the other women in their mountain village. Now that she was older, she wasn’t what she used to be, but in her youth, she had an excellent figure, tall and slender with curves in all the right places, and skin so fair and tender it seemed like one could squeeze water from it.

The other women in the mountains always worked from dawn until dusk, their hands rough and their skin darkened, with strong and sturdy bodies, all of them adept at childbirth.

Only Fang Liuye, who had never had children and had never done any heavy or rough work; all the chores at home were done by her husband, who kept her in a state of pristine fairness, smooth and soft-skinned. Even with her face ruined, she often became the object of jealousy among the village women and the focus of the men’s lingering thoughts.

It was only in the last two years, as her husband fell ill and was unable to get up, that she began to do some work, and she aged rapidly.

The village was small; in just a moment, they had arrived at the village committee house.