If it were Chi Qingshui who initiated the conversation first,
she would already feel unsure and worry that Lin Yu might overthink things.
But now that Lin Yu spoke up first,
Chi Qingshui could naturally follow up with a question,
making the whole exchange feel much more effortless.
Lin Yu said with a serious expression:
"Actually, there’s been a change in the situation."
Chi Qingshui secretly felt relieved.
Good.
She had spent the entire night racking her brains to come up with this flawless plan.
Now, Lin Yu would finally see the truth, wouldn’t he?
Lv Rou was absolutely not the online girlfriend he was looking for!
"Oh? What kind of change?" Chi Qingshui asked, keeping her tone neutral.
Lin Yu took out his phone, about to unlock it, but then put it away again:
"No, I can’t show our chat logs to anyone else."
"If she found out, she’d definitely be upset."
"Sorry, I’ll just summarize it verbally, okay?"
[Ding!]
[Masterful move—meticulously protecting your partner’s privacy earns their deep appreciation!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Chi Qingshui unconsciously leaned in a little closer and said,
"Of course, you’re really big on privacy, huh?"
Lin Yu suppressed his smugness and continued:
"This morning, I chatted with her for a bit. She said she was going shopping this afternoon."
"She’ll probably be out for a while—she mentioned several places she wanted to visit."
"She even sent me a photo just now, buying groceries at the market!"
As Chi Qingshui listened, her mood grew even lighter.
Essentially, all the key information had been conveyed.
The initiative was now back in her hands—the hands of "Dreaming in the Rain."
Chi Qingshui deliberately furrowed her brows and asked in a tone of utter confusion:
"So she’s out shopping? Then your earlier guess about Lv Rou…"
"Was completely wrong, wasn’t it?"
"Tsk, I knew men’s intuition couldn’t be trusted."
"Actual judgment should always rely on evidence—how can you just go by feelings?"
She expected to see frustration on Lin Yu’s face after saying this.
Instead…
She saw him… smiling?!
What was that smile supposed to mean?
Hadn’t she crafted the perfect "alibi"?
If Lin Yu was completely wrong, how could he still be smiling?
A faint sense of unease began creeping into Chi Qingshui’s heart.
The very "intuition" she didn’t believe in was now whispering to her:
Things weren’t that simple!
"Why are you smiling at me like that? Was my analysis wrong?" Chi Qingshui asked suspiciously.
Lin Yu reached for the backpack beside him and explained:
"No, your analysis was spot-on."
"But I have this feeling… she’s deliberately misleading me."
"Trying to make me think she wasn’t at the screening today."
"Qingshui, don’t you think that’s possible?"
Chi Qingshui’s heart tightened: "!!!"
He nailed it!
Was Lin Yu some kind of monster?
How could he guess so accurately?!
Stay calm, stay calm…
No need to panic yet—it was just a guess. He had no actual proof.
Chi Qingshui: "Lin Yu, you’ve got quite the imagination. What makes you say that?"
Lin Yu: "Intuition."
Chi Qingshui: "There you go again. I knew you wouldn’t have any real evidence."
Lin Yu: "Nope."
Chi Qingshui: "Without evidence—"
Lin Yu: "But I’ll have some soon."
Chi Qingshui: "???"
What did he mean by "soon"?
Had she slipped up somewhere and left a clue?
Impossible!
The photo materials she prepared were all taken during her trip back to her hometown in Jizhou.
And every single one had been carefully selected and scrutinized.
None of them had ever appeared in her chats with Lin Yu before!
She hadn’t even sent them to her own younger sister.
There was no way any trace of a flaw could have been left behind!
Then, Chi Qingshui noticed Lin Yu pulling out…
An umbrella?
"Why are you carrying an umbrella? It’s not going to rain today."
"Look at the sunshine outside—don’t tell me you’re so meticulous you need it for shade?" Chi Qingshui said, baffled.
Lin Yu shook the telescopic umbrella and unfastened the clasp around it.
With a meaningful tone, he said:
"When heaven sends rain and a mother remarries, no one can stop it."
"I’ve had this condition since I was a kid—my palms turn cold right before it rains."
"The weather forecast says no rain, but I don’t trust it."
"My guess is…"
"Before the car reaches Wanda Plaza, it’ll start pouring."
[Weather Whisper]!
A newly unlocked system ability.
This was an infallible, supreme technique!
Not only would there soon be a sudden gust of wind and heavy rain,
but the downpour would last well into the night.
"If it rains, it rains. It’s not like we’re watching the movie outside anyway…" Chi Qingshui muttered offhandedly.
Then, in an instant—
She realized something.
Chi Qingshui: !!!
Could it be…?
Noticing the subtle shift in Chi Qingshui’s expression,
Lin Yu knew she must have figured something out.
So, he swiftly drove the point home:
"Qingshui, the photo she just sent me shows the same sunny weather as here."
"And, well… I might as well tell you—we met through ‘People Nearby.’ She mentioned she lives somewhere in Pingchuan."
"If it really starts raining later, but she keeps sending sunny photos or suddenly stops sending any…"
"Wouldn’t that mean…"
"Those photos were pre-prepared! To trick me into thinking she wasn’t at the cinema!"
Chi Qingshui: !!!
Was he serious?
Was it really going to rain later?
Lin Yu…
Had abilities like this?!
This was unbelievable!
If it actually rained, she was done for.
Just as Lin Yu said,
all the photos Chi Qingshui had prepared were taken on sunny days.
A few indoor mall shots might have even captured the sunlight outside?
Or maybe they hadn’t?
Panic set in.
Lin Yu was playing his cards face-up, and she suddenly felt utterly outmatched.
Not only did he hold all the aces, but his reasoning was airtight—no gaps to exploit.
At this point, even questioning him would come off as sheer defensiveness.
And she prided herself on being a logical thinker!
"Qingshui, help me analyze this—does what I’m saying make sense?"
Lin Yu waved the umbrella and pressed her again.
Chi Qingshui: "…"
She was out of moves.
No choice but to—
"It makes some sense, but let’s hope your imagination aligns with reality."
"I just don’t believe you can actually predict the weather. That’s too much."
The moment the words left her mouth,
the taxi’s radio crackled with an announcement:
"Dear listeners, we interrupt with an urgent weather alert."
"Due to the combined effects of a subtropical high and low-level southeasterly airflow, our city is expected to experience short but intense rainfall within the next three hours…"
Lin Yu: Tsk tsk tsk.
Chi Qingshui: !!!
…
(Bonus chapter delivered! More updates tomorrow—stay tuned for the next round of spy romance warfare. Keep the support coming!)
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