Ten minutes ago, Zhao Renjie received a report from the Bald Man saying that Bai Long had been ambushed in Jiangbei.
The location was near the Sea Surrounding Villa District.
At the time, Bai Long had not discovered the exact location where Du Jiahao was being kept by Leng Lingxiao, so he was also unaware that the person had already left the Sea Surrounding Villa District with the help of Tang Xiaowan.
Almost at the same moment, at the Jincheng Boxin Hospital, Yuan Feng, who had just completed surgery, suffered a second attack, with very serious injuries.
Jiangbei was Wang Junchen’s driver and bodyguard.
Previously, the person responsible for investigating Jiangbei was none other than the Mercenary team leader, the Bald Man, so he recognized Jiangbei as soon as he appeared in the villa district.
"Shen Shiyi, Jiangbei, Wang Junchen?"
"Master, it’s definitely him."
Leng Lingxiao had always been suspicious of Wang Junchen, but was constantly entangled with the issue of blood relations.
"Master, do you think Lady Tang might be the child of Ye Wanhua... and someone else, which is why the blood relationship with Wang Junchen doesn’t hold up?"
Zhao Renjie’s questioning was something Leng Lingxiao had considered, but he felt it unlikely.
"Master, there is also the possibility that Old Mrs. Tang lied for some reason. Perhaps Lady Tang is not actually Yidianyin’s daughter, Yi Xiaodan did indeed die that year, and Lady Tang’s parents might be someone else?"
Leng Lingxiao sat upright, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
The brass lighter was flipped back and forth between his fingers, click after click, again and again.
Based on what was known, it was not hard to deduce that the mastermind behind the August attack on Tang Xiaowan in Mei Garden was Shen Shiyi’s boss, also known as the Electronic Voice who frequently harassed Tang Xiaowan with phone calls.
But the only thing that didn’t match up was the blood relationship.
Leng Lingxiao had also once doubted Tang Mei, always feeling that there was something off about the truth she claimed to know.
She said that it was in early July that Tang Xiaowan went mad after learning about her biological mother’s fate, insisting on breaking into Jin City Prison at night to kill Song Dapeng.
But what Leng Lingxiao couldn’t understand was why Tang Mei then quickly dismissed everyone from Mei Garden immediately afterward.
Three days later, Tang Mei was in a car accident.
Then, in mid-August, Tang Xiaowan mysteriously lost her memory, and on the same day, she was also poisoned and pursued by a masked person.
In just a month and a half, Tang Xiaowan experienced so many incredible events and changes.
One by one, it was like a chain reaction!
The brass lighter opened and closed, the sound crisp and pleasant, but Leng Lingxiao’s brows remained tightly furrowed.
"Master, why don’t we... run a paternity test on Ye Wanhua and Lady Tang? We can do it secretly. I guarantee it won’t alert Lady Tang."
"For paternity testing, blood is the most accurate."
Wang Junchen valued his wife Ye Wanhua very much, making it extremely difficult to obtain her blood.
Of this, Leng Lingxiao was very clear.
"Not using hair this time?" Zhao Renjie stepped closer, keeping his voice very low.
"Didn’t you say that Ye Wanhua always had the habit of morning runs? And every time, she exercises alone, for about... half an hour."
"Yes, and there are no bodyguards following her."
Leng Lingxiao’s mouth curved slightly, and then he waved his right hand, Zhao Renjie quickly left.
Given the precedent of being followed by Cheng Shi in the afternoon, Zhao Renjie didn’t stop along the way until he returned to his own room, where he began to call Huang City, meticulously planning the blood collection.
The next day, at the second-floor stairwell.
Tang Xiaowan had just finished breakfast and clung to Leng Lingxiao, refusing to let go until he gave her her driver’s license.
"No, it’s safer to take the car," he insisted.
"But I like riding motorbikes."
"That car was specially chosen for you, rest assured, it’s not flashy at all."
"I don’t want it, finding a parking spot while driving is such a hassle! Yesterday, I had Cheng Shi scout the area already, really, a motorbike is more convenient."
Leng Lingxiao frowned, "Let Cheng Shi take you."
"No, no, I want to go by myself. If someone sees me again, it would be terrible, people would definitely misunderstand, thinking it’s my..." For origınal chapters go to noveⅼfire.net
"Ah, let’s go, go get it."
And so, Leng Lingxiao was coaxed and dragged by Tang Xiaowan to the fourth floor bookroom.
Then, they returned to the second floor together.
As soon as Tang Xiaowan entered the bedroom, she began to search through her clothes, holding up one dress after another.
"Why bother with a dress when you’re riding a motorbike?"
"I have an interview, don’t I need to be more formal? Pants don’t look good; dresses make me appear more ladylike," Tang Xiaowan cheerfully replied.
"No worries, I’ll just make a phone call."
"Don’t, don’t, don’t, I just want to give it a try myself. Didn’t we agree on this the day before yesterday? Are you trying to go back on your word, trying to fool your cute fiancée?"
"Uh, okay, a little experience wouldn’t hurt, with your qualifications... there definitely won’t be any problem."
"Does this braid look okay? It’s not too old-fashioned, right?"
Tang Xiaowan began to braid her hair, opting for a looser style that looked very refreshing.
Looking downstairs, the black motorbike was being inspected by Cheng Shi. Even the helmet was black, very cool. Although it wasn’t a top-tier brand, it was still passable.
Leng Lingxiao nodded thoughtfully, "Hmm, not bad, pretty, but... why aren’t you wearing your bracelet, don’t you like it anymore?"
The ruby bracelet held significant meaning for Leng Lingxiao, existing as a token of their commitment.
During breakfast, he was absorbed in talking to his parents and didn’t pay much attention to Tang Xiaowan’s wrist. It wasn’t until he saw her braiding her hair that he noticed something was missing.
"Please, I am going to work, I’ll have to be in constant contact with colleagues. Wearing such expensive jewelry, what will they think seeing it? It’s got nine rubies on it, nine!"
Seeing that she still obediently wore their couple rings, Leng Lingxiao didn’t say anything further.
"By the way Huahua, what time do you start work?"
"I don’t have to go every day; I am the chairman, the highest official, who dares to control me?"
Seeing Leng Lingxiao’s smug look, Tang Xiaowan just pursed her lips, made a funny face at him, and left with her backpack.
Who knew that as soon as she reached downstairs, her gaze was captured by a scratch on the black motorbike.
It looks strangely like it was cut by a blade.
Immediately, she thought of the mercenaries in the Sea Surrounding Villa and the knives they used.
Could it be that Du Jiahao was caught by the mercenaries?
Could it be that Zhao Renjie recognized me when I went to the Sea Surrounding Villa to save Du Jiahao? Was the designated driver arranged by him to ease my mind?
Turns out Huahua knew about it last night, which is why he said those odd things.
Grinning, Tang Xiaowan slung her backpack on, kicked up, and mounted the black motorbike: "When the bike came back, you didn’t touch the spot with the paint off, did you?"
Cheng Shi shook his head: "No."
"Oh, good, good. Let’s go."
Last night, Tang Xiaowan had specifically instructed Cheng Shi not to fix the spot where the paint had chipped off; it would serve well to make the motorbike look a bit older.
In the villa on the fourth floor, not until Tang Xiaowan rode off on the black motorbike did Leng Lingxiao withdraw his gaze.
"Old Zhao, take that point down."
His tone was indifferent, revealing no emotion.
Zhao Renjie frowned and tentatively asked, "Move it further away? Are you worried that Lady Tang... might run off there unexpectedly again?"
Just when Leng Lingxiao turned around sharply, he shook his head thoughtfully.
"Arrange for them to go to the bodyguard company."
Does that mean he intends to directly place the mercenaries in the manor?
"And... invite Lawyer Chen over as well."
Zhao Renjie nodded, seeming to understand, and quickly left the bookroom.