"Where do you start?" Chu Xinran subconsciously bit his index finger and scanned the big study room.

The study room is surprisingly large on a cold night, and the row of retro bookshelves against the wall looks a little out of place with the overall decoration.

"It's a cold name, and I always like empty and spacious spaces, it's really quirky! Sick!" Chu Xinran pursed the corner of her mouth, she didn't have any interest in the row of bookshelves, and walked directly to the desk.

"If you can discover a half-secret here, then the good days of cold nights will come to an end. The thoughts in his heart were very good, Chu Xinran's palms were already oozing sweat, and what came to mind was the scene when the medicinal wine was discovered.

With a tangled and complicated mood, Chu Xinran stood in front of the desk in the cold night study, "Whew...... Relax, be relaxed. ”

Constantly giving himself psychological comfort, Chu happily went around and began to pull the drawers, but the drawers were locked. She crouched down on the ground and searched under the table, but found no sign of the key, so she stood up a little dejected.

"Chu Xinran, are you stupid! How could a thoughtful person like Leng Yehan easily not lock the drawer? How could he drop the key on the ground?" Scolding himself, Chu Xinran was so angry that he stomped his feet. It was because she felt that the desk was more likely to hide secrets, so she didn't rush to the bookshelf to "work hard".

"Or ...... I guess it's there, right?" Chu Xinran's gaze began to freeze the bookshelf, and when he walked there, the hand on the table suddenly touched something, and the hard edge scratched Chu Xinran's fingers.

Frowning and rubbing his scratched hands, Chu Xinran looked at the desktop with resentment, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Diary?" is it...... Is it cold on a cold night? or ......" The reason why he hesitated was because Chu Xinran saw the photo of Leng Xiyan in the diary.

"Le Xin'er?" Seeing that photo, the first person Chu Xinran thought of was Leng Xin'er, the little niece who was spoiled by Leng Yehan, and thus also thought of his sister Leng Xiyan.

"The maid who cleaned said in the morning that this study was a place where their brother and sister often chatted, so ...... This woman must be Leng Yehan's sister Leng Xiyan, yes!" Chu Xinran was a little uncontrollable in her emotions, and she didn't find any so-called materials or other strong evidence, and she couldn't tell where this inexplicable excitement came from.

"It's a bit rewarding, at least not for nothing. Chu Xinran picked up the diary, hoping that Leng Xiyan's diary would record some unknown secrets of Leng Yehan.

However, looking through it, she didn't find any other useful information except for Leng Xiyan's daily essays and descriptions that Chu Xinran felt were very inconsistent in her heart.

"Leng Yehan will be a gentle and kind-hearted person, the ghost will believe it!" Chu Xinran didn't find what he wanted, and threw the diary on the table with some impatience, "Also, people must be sisters and brothers, and in the eyes of my sister, of course I think my brother is very good." It's really a narcissistic family, and it is seriously inconsistent with the facts!"

Under the record of Leng Xi Yan Juanxiu's handwriting, Leng Yehan's image does not match Chu Xinran's impression at all. She always felt that these were two people, and the so-called cold night in the diary was definitely another person.