Chapter 27, Mr. Yan is quite bold, he really dared to come alone.

"Miss Wen, please come with me. The master has asked the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you."

The housekeeper led Wen Hanyun into the living room.

Wen Hanyun walked to the dining table and sat down, spreading jam on her bread. "Where's Yansheng? Isn't he home today?"

“The master left very early; it must be something urgent.” The housekeeper shook her head, indicating that she didn’t know either. “If Miss Wen is worried, she can give him a call.”

"No need, he's probably busy."

Wen Hanyun paused for a moment, then edited a message and sent it out.

Remember to eat something when you're done with your work, don't overwork yourself.

After breakfast, Wen Hanyun thought that staying in the villa would be boring, so she changed into a dress and decided to go out for a walk.

Just as I stepped out of the villa, I bumped into someone I never expected.

"Miss Wen?"

Wen Hanyun looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man wearing a linen suit standing by the driveway not far away, with a gentle smile.

"Mr. Willand?" Wen Hanyun asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

“I’ve come to give Yan a limited edition sheet music; he’s been asking me for it for a long time.”

Willand took a few steps closer, his gaze falling on her slightly pale face, and asked with concern, "You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"

"Thank you for your concern, I'm much better now." Wen Hanyun smiled faintly. "However... you're late today. Yansheng left early this morning, it seems he had something urgent to attend to."

“I see,” Willand pondered for a moment, “Is Miss Wen planning to go out?”

"I know a nice coffee shop nearby, how about we sit down for a bit?"

“…Okay.” Wen Hanyun hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The coffee shop isn't far from here; it's just a few minutes' drive away.

The sunlight outside the window was just right. She held a warm latte and chatted with Willand.

"I heard from Yan that you not only play the piano well, but also the guitar?" Willand put down his coffee cup, his tone sincere. "Miss Wen, when would you be able to invite me to improvise a piece for me?"

Wen Hanyun waved her hand somewhat embarrassedly: "No... I was just playing around, it's nothing special."

Willand smiled, his blue eyes looking at her intently.

"Miss Wen is too modest. I heard you play the piano on the cruise ship the other day."

"Although it's a pity that it wasn't played in its entirety, it was definitely a creative performance."

Hearing the other person's generous praise, Wen Hanyun blushed slightly, "Then... if there's a chance, I'd be willing to give it a try."

Just then, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang, and the words "Yansheng" appeared on the screen.

Wen Hanyun was overjoyed and immediately answered the phone: "Yansheng, are you done with your work?"

However, there was no response on the other end of the phone.

"Hello?" Wen Hanyun frowned and called out again.

"......"

"Yansheng, can you hear me?"

Hearing the faint noise in the background, Wen Hanyun's heart jumped. "Yansheng, Yansheng, what's wrong?!"

There was still no response on the other end of the phone.

Then, a dull thud was heard, like a phone falling to the ground, and the signal was lost.

"Miss Wen, what happened?"

Seeing that she looked very unwell, Willand asked worriedly.

Wen Hanyun suddenly stood up. "It seems like something happened to Yansheng, Mr. Willand. Do you have the phone number of his assistant or anyone else?"

“Yes, don’t worry, let me look…” Willand opened his contacts and handed her his phone. “Use mine.”

"Thank you." She took the phone and, without having time to explain further, immediately dialed the number saved as Yan Sheng's assistant.

The phone rang several times before it was finally answered.

"Hello?" A familiar young man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Assistant Lin, did Yansheng go to see someone?" Wen Hanyun asked anxiously.

"You are... Miss Wen?" The other person immediately recognized her voice.

“I just got a call from Yansheng. It was all very noisy on the other end and I couldn’t hear anything. He must be in trouble.”

Assistant Lin's voice also instantly turned serious.

“Miss Wen, don’t panic. Mr. Yan’s phone has a location tracking feature. He’s currently at Long San’s casino. I’ll send it to you.”

"I'll take some men over there right now. Don't be impulsive, stay home and wait for our news."

“Long San,” Willand narrowed his eyes upon hearing the contents of the phone call, “how did Yan Sheng get involved with him?”

“It must be because of what happened to me last time,” Wen Hanyun asked anxiously. “Mr. Willand, do you have any ideas?”

“I never deal with this,” Willand shook his head, “but I do know someone who can put him in his place…”

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An underground casino, inside the offices.

Long San sat in the main seat with his legs crossed, a lit cigar between his fingers.

The smoke swirled around him, obscuring his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face and making it impossible to discern his emotions.

Behind him stood a dozen or so men in black, each with a fierce and menacing appearance, their arms covered in dragon tattoos, and they were holding stun batons. The atmosphere was tense and ready to fight.

Yan Sheng sat alone opposite Long San, his black suit accentuating his tall and sharp figure.

His eyes were calm and unwavering, and his fingertips tapped the table unconsciously, with a steady rhythm, showing no sign of panic.

It was as if they had come not to this seemingly man-eating underground place, but to attend an ordinary business meeting.

"Mr. Yan is quite bold, daring to come alone."

Long San's rough voice sounded like his vocal cords had been sanded.

His eyes were full of provocation as he blew a puff of smoke directly into Yan Sheng's face.

"Aren't you afraid you won't be able to leave this place today?"

Yan Sheng raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the bodyguards behind Long San, a sarcastic smile curling at the corner of his lips:

"If I were scared, I wouldn't be sitting here wasting my breath talking to you."

People who are involved in organized crime are most afraid of sunlight.

Long San absolutely cannot mess with someone as well-known in society as Yan Sheng.

However, this also means that Long San has his eye on other people around him, such as...

Wen Hanyun.

"You went to great lengths to disrupt my business and force me to see you, all you wanted was something in return."

Let's get straight to the point.

Yan Sheng didn't want to waste time playing games, especially with a desperate criminal like Long San.

A hint of surprise flashed in Long San's eyes, then he burst into laughter and slapped the table with the heel of his hand.

"Mr. Yan is indeed someone who can take charge of the Yan family at such a young age. He's direct enough, I like him!"

He paused, then his face suddenly darkened.

"Mr. Nayan should understand why we invited you here today..."

The flickering light from the cigar illuminated Long San's sinister expression.