Chapter 1175: It May Have Started Already

"What did you find?" he asked softly, his voice tentative.

Li Xiangqian took a deep breath and finally said, "You stole everyone's food, right?"

Song Wen couldn't help but lower her head when she heard this. Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, including anger, confusion, and deep disappointment. She had always believed that He Yuzhu was a trustworthy person, but now the truth had instantly shattered her trust.

He Yuzhu's expression changed slightly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and whispered, "What are you talking about, Li Xiangqian? How can you say that?"

"You know what I'm talking about." Li Xiangqian's tone became more resolute. "We know that you took food from the warehouse. This is not the first time."

He Yuzhu was silent for a while, with a complex light flashing in his eyes. He slowly raised his head, his eyes became a little sharp, as if he was evaluating Li Xiangqian's determination.

"You know too much, Li Xiangqian." He whispered, with a hint of coldness in his tone, "But do you think everything you know is really the truth?"

Li Xiangqian's heart tightened, and inexplicable anxiety surged into his heart again. He Yuzhu's reaction was obviously beyond his expectations. His eyes became more alert and his heartbeat began to speed up.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Li Xiangqian gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

He Yuzhu was silent for a moment, and the expression on his face gradually became gloomy. "Li Xiangqian, what you see is just a superficial phenomenon. You think you have grasped the truth, but in fact, you are the biggest victim."

This sentence was like a thorn that pierced Li Xiangqian's heart. He instantly felt a strong sense of uneasiness, and He Yuzhu's words echoed in his mind, as if some invisible force was pulling him into a deeper unknown.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Li Xiangqian felt dizzy. He tried to stay calm, but his mood was completely torn at this moment.

Li Xiangqian stood at the door with mixed feelings. He Yuzhu's cold words were still echoing in his mind. Those words not only made his heart feel heavy, but also pierced his fragile mind like an invisible sharp blade. He looked at He Yuzhu in front of him, the neighbor who used to talk about everything. The look in his eyes no longer had the warmth and trust of the past, but was replaced by a strange feeling that made people feel cold.

"You will understand eventually." He Yuzhu's words were like a blockbuster bomb, exploding in Li Xiangqian's heart.

He felt like he was trapped in a deep fog, unable to see or touch anything. The people around him seemed to be changing, and he couldn't stop it.

On the way home, Li Xiangqian's steps were heavy, as if he was dragging a heavy stone with every step. His thoughts were confused and painful, and his heart was filled with uneasiness and anxiety. That night, He Yuzhu's smile, his calmness, and the words "You will understand it eventually" kept recurring in his mind, like a vortex that he could not escape.

Finally returning home, Li Xiangqian opened the door and saw his wife and daughter sitting by the stove, with the aroma of food filling the room. Song Wen looked up and saw that Li Xiangqian's face was unusually solemn, so she immediately came over.

"How are you?" Song Wen's voice trembled a little. Obviously, she also noticed something unusual from Li Xiangqian's silence.

"I told everyone everything." Li Xiangqian's voice was low, as if every word hit his heart heavily.

Song Wen was stunned for a moment. Her eyes were complicated and her heart was as turbulent as the waves in the sea. She was silent for a while and sighed softly: "What did you tell everyone?"

Li Xiangqian looked at her, then turned his head and looked at the dim sky outside. He knew that this problem was not only about He Yuzhu, but also about the fate of each of them and the future direction of the entire family. At this moment, he could no longer deal with the coming storm with calmness.

"I told them about He Yuzhu." Li Xiangqian paused, his eyes flickering, "He...he stole our food and said some incomprehensible things."

Song Wen's expression changed. She bit her lower lip tightly, with a hint of anger and disappointment in her eyes. She took a deep breath and calmed down: "So what do you think he meant?"

Li Xiangqian raised his head, a trace of confusion in his eyes, "I... I don't know." He shook his head weakly, as if he was trapped by his own ignorance and He Yuzhu's complexity, "He said that we will understand everything in the end, but I don't understand it at all."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, breaking the silence in the room. Li Xiangqian was shocked and realized that this might be a big deal. He looked at Song Wen, and his wife nodded slightly, motioning him to open the door.

Li Xiangqian walked towards the door, his heartbeat quickened, his mind full of various speculations. When he opened the door, it turned out to be Xu Damao standing at the door. His face did not look good and he looked a little anxious.

"Li Xiangqian, I heard that you told everyone about that?" Xu Damao's voice was a little hurried, and it was obvious that he had heard the news from outside.

Li Xiangqian did not answer immediately, but turned to look at his wife. Song Wen nodded to him, signaling him not to avoid it. Li Xiangqian took a deep breath and finally answered: "Yes, I told everyone."

Xu Damao frowned, with a complicated look in his eyes, "You did the right thing, but you also did the wrong thing."

Li Xiangqian was stunned for a moment, and Xu Damao continued, "This is not a simple theft. There may be a bigger conspiracy behind it." His tone gradually became lower and lower, "I think He Yuzhu is not just a thief. He knows something we don't know, or he is driven by some force to do these things."

"Drive?" Li Xiangqian couldn't help but frowned, and suddenly a sense of uneasiness emerged in his heart. "What do you mean? What do you know?"

Xu Damao's eyes gradually became deep. He was silent for a while, and finally spoke: "I heard some news that He Yuzhu is not a simple person. He seems to have had contact with some people outside, and the transaction between them may have started a long time ago."

Li Xiangqian was stunned. Xu Damao's words made him feel an indescribable sense of oppression. "You mean, there is someone behind him?"

"It's not as simple as 'someone'," Xu Damao whispered, "Those people may not just be after food. They seem to be looking for something, something that can change the situation."

Li Xiangqian's heart skipped a beat. He felt suffocated by the strange atmosphere. "Are you saying that He Yuzhu is involved in some kind of conspiracy?"