Eight years ago was the most difficult year for Ling Han in his career.
Just hearing Qiao Mu describe the risks involved in that board meeting once made him feel a lingering fear.
After hearing the Wen father and son's secret plan, Ye Huanyan took a deep breath and asked, "Did you and Ling Han find someone to break Qiao Mingsheng's leg?"
Hearing this, Qiao Mu raised her eyebrows. "It was his wife who asked someone to break it."
"What?"
"We only helped a little and told his wife that he was using money to support a woman outside."
No wonder, no wonder Qiao Mingsheng's wife wanted to help them later on.
"So do you think the board change this time and Ling Han's disappearance are related to Umbo and his son?"
"I can't say for sure. It depends on the changes in their shares during this period of time."
If their shares skyrocketed, then perhaps it was the shares they "stole" from Ling Han.
This answer made Ye Huanyan a bit dejected.
To her, this was not a definite answer. It was only an answer that was slightly more likely than her previous guess.
"So the top priority is to find a way to get close to the father and son?" Ye Huanyan asked.
"Yes, but you can't. Both the father and son of the Wen Clan know you, and they know that you're someone by Ling Han's side. They'll definitely try to find out more about you, and know almost all the people around you."
"Are you talking about Director Wen from the Pleasure Board?"
Sheng Anran suddenly interrupted while holding a tray with glasses and a teapot filled with flower tea.
"You know him?" Ye Huanyan asked.
"I don't know Old Director Wen, but I'm very familiar with his son, Wen Siyuan."
"Very familiar?" Ye Huanyan pressed. "How familiar?"
"Cough cough …" Qiao Mu coughed behind them.
Ye Huanyan abruptly realized that they were in someone else's home, and the person behind them was Sheng Anran's husband. The topic she asked was truly inappropriate for children.
"It's just that he chased after me. I played hard to get for a period of time. Nothing happened. Later, he was forced to get married by Old CEO Wen. Then, about two years ago, he divorced his wife and proposed to me again, but I didn't agree."
Sheng Anran was a bit nervous and anxiously watched Qiao Mu's reaction.
However, Qiao Mu sighed in relief and said dryly, "That's good."
Ye Huanyan quickly asked, "Then do you know this Wen Siyuan? I might have a presumptuous request.. "
"Do you want me to contact him?"
Sheng Anran exposed her thoughts in one sentence.
Ye Huanyan glanced at Qiao Mu hesitantly. "Isn't this request a bit too much?"
"It's not too much." Sheng Anran smiled nonchalantly. "If I was still attractive to him right now, I would definitely help. However, I was a bit harsh when I rejected him two years ago, so it's already good enough that he doesn't beat me up when he sees me. I really can't help you."
"So it's like that." Ye Huanyan was a bit disappointed.
"But I still have an idea."
Sheng Anran blinked and revealed a meaningful expression. "Ye Huanyan, with your connections, you should have the ability to find a woman who looks like me, right?"
"What's wrong?"
"If you find someone who looks like me, she will definitely attract his attention and won't be guarded against by him like I am."
Ye Huanyan was startled when she heard this.
Good idea.
It was already dark when they returned to the hotel from the suburbs.
Ye Huanyan was exhausted after driving for two hours. She had been thinking about how to find a woman who looked like Sheng Anran. She also had to be smart and bold.
She swiped the room card to open the door and saw three people sitting on the sofa.
Su Hong, Gu Min, and Xiaobo.
"Why did you bring him back?"
Ye Huanyan looked surprised.
"Don't mention it. If we didn't bring him back, he would have been beaten to death, and we wouldn't have been able to see Hua 'er."
Su Hong's face was filled with righteous indignation. "Isn't the quality of the people in Shanghai the second best in the country, second only to the capital? This is the first time I've seen people rob their neighbors in an alley. Is there no law? "
Ye Huanyan was confused and looked at Gu Min. "What? What happened to you guys? "
Gu Min scratched her head. She seemed to be at a loss about the young master she had brought back.
After a long explanation, Ye Huanyan finally understood. Su Hong had just been there today and was about to leave with Gu Min with the painting when she saw a group of people carrying bags rush into the top floor of Xiaobo's house. They took everything they saw, and even the tables and chairs were taken away. The scene was so spectacular that Su Hong thought they were moving.
However, Xiaobo was trembling slightly. When he saw the "Sebastian" figurine fall to the ground, he finally roared and rushed up to fight with the men.
Su Hong and Gu Min came back to their senses. One called the police, and the other went up to fight.
"Later, the police didn't even come. They said that there was a lunatic living in the apartment and that they would send him to the mental hospital if he called again. Damn it …"
Su Hong crossed her arms. "Don't you think it's infuriating? They bullied Xiaobo and went to his place to take his things every few days."
No wonder. Ye Huanyan sighed in her heart.
No wonder when she went there yesterday, she saw that the furniture was brand new.
She didn't know how often this kid had to change the furniture.
"Why didn't you move away from there?" Ye Huanyan asked.
"I did." Xiaobo lowered his head. Both of his nostrils were stuffed with paper balls and blood seeped out of the corners. He looked like a homeless person.
"They took all the things my parents left for me in the house. That's why I moved to the apartment."
After chatting for a while, everyone realized that he wouldn't talk anymore no matter what they asked.
Gu Min accompanied him to the room to rest. Su Hong sighed. "I think this kid might be a little autistic."
After living alone in that dilapidated apartment for so long, there was bound to be some sort of mental or psychological problem.
There were still some mysteries about Xiaobo's life. Ye Huanyan took the half of the portrait that was rescued from Su Hong. She frowned and stared at the man's eyebrows for a long time. She vaguely felt that she had seen it somewhere.
But the portrait was a sketch, and it was a mess in the snatching. Only the upper half of the face was left. Except for the eyebrows, almost nothing else could be seen clearly.
"When he wakes up and calms down, let him draw another one." Su Hong's eyes were a little apologetic. "Yan Yan, I'm sorry. I promised to help, but I couldn't get a painting back for you."
"It's okay." Ye Huanyan put away the painting. When she saw Su Hong, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Looking for a beautiful woman, like Sheng Anran, who was bold and clever. Wasn't there a living MaMaSang in front of her?
"Sister Hong, I still have a favor to do. Only you can help me."
Hearing this, Su Hong stared. "What's the favor? Tell me, where do you want to run errands? What do you want this time? I promise to bring it back to you unscathed."
"This time, it's not errands. I want you to help me find someone."
"Who?"
"A woman," Ye Huanyan looked at Su Hong seriously. "The kind of woman who looks like Sheng Anran and has the courage to get information from the rich second generation."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
