The police never gave up the search and rescue operation, and mobilized a large number of manpower and resources for two consecutive days. Even social search and rescue teams participated. They searched along the river for more than ten miles from upstream to downstream, all the way to the confluence of the Xiling River and another river. They did manage to pull up two decomposing bodies, but neither of them were Yan Zimeng.

The two bodies were delivered to Lu Min'an, who took over the investigation and managed to solve two cold cases from three years ago, earning him a merit—but that's another story.

Three days later, still finding nothing, the police had no choice but to stop the search and declared Yan Zimeng missing.

Le Yao hadn't seen Nangong Jue for three days, but she didn't take it to heart. Anyway, the two weren't that close when they were still married, and even though they've been in contact more now that they're divorced, it doesn't necessarily mean anything.

Moreover, she's busy too, because the food stall is about to open.

“Miss Alan, we only serve thirty servings of snacks and one table of meals per day. Isn’t that too few?” Qiao Hua asked somewhat helplessly. He knew how popular Le Yao’s snacks and meals were.

“Uncle Hua, things are valued for their scarcity.” Le Yao shook her head. “I’m going for the high-end market, not the low-profit, high-volume model. But we don’t only have one chef. Once I’ve sold out, we can sell other dishes. That’s a way to boost sales. Of course, the most important thing is that I don’t have that much time to spend here. I still have to go to school.”

"I know, it's just a pity," Qiao Hua nodded with a smile.

So, during the Sunday live stream before the opening, Qiaoqiao announced the opening of Leyao Food House, and those who were interested could come and support her.

The netizens who had been unable to snag the free gifts during the live stream were immediately excited. Watching every week without being able to eat them was torture! Those who had managed to grab the food before were also thrilled, wanting more after they finished eating, but finding nowhere to buy it was even more frustrating.

So, even before Leyao Food House opened, it had already become a hot topic online.

Le Yao and Qiao Qiao both posted messages on Weibo.

Although neither of them is verified, they have a lot of fans during the live stream, especially those who managed to snag food and became loyal fans. Their recommendations propelled the news to the top of the trending topics, overshadowing the news of Yan Zimeng's arrest and disappearance.

Zeyu Garden.

"Young Master," Uncle Bai said, watching Nangong Jue scrolling through Weibo, "playing the victim is also a strategy."

"Hmm?" Nangong Jue looked up.

"Young Master, you're injured now, and the reason for your injury is because of Young Madam." Uncle Bai lowered his voice. "You have to let Young Madam know, otherwise, she might think you're tired of living in Longting."

"Ah? Ah!" Nangong Jue jumped up immediately upon hearing this, but the movement aggravated the injury on his buttocks, causing him to scream in pain before collapsing back down, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Young Master, are you alright?" Uncle Bai was startled and quickly held him down. "I'll call Second Young Master Fu right away..."

"No need," Nangong Jue breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm fine."

Uncle Bai looked at the other person's back and buttocks and, sure enough, the wounds hadn't reopened, so he was relieved.

"Uncle Bai, you're right. I'll head back to Longting now." Nangong Jue stood up after enduring the pain. "Prepare the car."