Back in the car, the noisy and sweltering streets were shut out. Yang Xiaoyu leaned back in her seat and looked out the window.

“Wanqiu said we are a wealthy family.” Yang Xiaoyu murmured softly, as if talking to herself, “Does he still remember things from before he was five years old?”

Chu Jianshu is not Wan Qiu; he cannot answer this question.

If so, Wanqiu might be able to return to their home more easily, but it also means that Wanqiu's memories of this period, which should have been happy and carefree, are filled with hardship and pain.

If that's the case, as a father, Chu Jianshu hopes that Wanqiu's memory isn't so good.

Chu Jianshu dialed the number, and the phone screen displayed the three words 'Lu Qinghe'.

Lu Qinghe and Huang Hu followed Wan Qiu together. After confirming Wan Qiu's identity, they were entrusted to investigate Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen.

"Boss." The call was answered quickly.

"How did it go?" Chu Jianshu asked bluntly.

"The time is a bit short, and we can't get much information." Lu Qinghe treated his customers with great respect.

The investigation was time-sensitive, and Chu Jianshu couldn't help but feel anxious.

"How much do you know?" Chu Jianshu wanted to understand as much as possible.

“Ninghai isn’t clean.” Lu Qinghe lowered his voice and said, “It seems that Ninghai is involved in some extortion business with others. It’s not easy to investigate openly. Huang Hu is involved with Ning Qiaozhen, and the restaurant where Ning Qiaozhen works is having dealings with some bar girls and restaurant girls.”

“These kinds of things usually involve gangs.” Yang Xiaoyu reached out and pulled Chu Jianshu’s phone, tapped it, and said, “Let’s see how many clues we can find. The most important ones are Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen.”

Lu Qinghe was also taken aback when he heard Yang Xiaoyu's voice, and hesitated before asking, "Boss's wife?"

"Yes," Chu Yigui replied. "All funds used for this mission will be reimbursed."

Lu Qinghe clicked his tongue silently, thinking to himself, "Look at how rich and powerful this guy is."

Huang Hu is right, that child will have a good life from now on.

"The most important thing is to gather information on Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen." Chu Jianshu's voice was tinged with coldness. "First, we need to get those two in jail as soon as possible. As for the others, we just need to find some evidence and hand it over."

"Go as fast as you can. If you need more people, I can send some to you," Yang Xiaoyu ordered directly. If she had known about this from the beginning, she wouldn't have entrusted someone else to do it.

However, it is clear that the two people entrusted by Chu Jianshu have the most information.

"I understand, boss, boss's wife."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Qinghe lit a cigarette and suddenly shuddered as he smoked it.

It's true that the richer people are, the more chilling their way of thinking becomes; they use money to force a breakthrough.

Human nature is truly insignificant in the face of enormous wealth.

Hopefully, that child won't be led astray in the future.

Wanqiu hid the cart and the collected garbage. There was a lot of food today, but the weather was too hot, and the food would spoil easily in such a hot environment. He hurried home.

This time, there was a lot of food packed up, and Wanqiu was already panting heavily when she went upstairs because of the heavy food.

Suddenly, a pair of shoes and a hand appeared in front of him.

The owner of that hand stood on a higher step and reached out towards him.

Wan Qiu looked up and saw a person leaning against the handrail in the dark stairwell. The person seemed to transform the dilapidated background into a retro one, making them radiate a faint glow.

Chu Yigui was actually waiting for him at the door.

Chu Yigui took the packing bag from Wan Qiu's hand and relaxed his fingers, which had been under heavy load. Wan Qiu's fingers were stiff and numb.

"I...I'm back," Wan Qiu murmured. No one had ever been waiting for him at home before, and the words he uttered were extremely awkward.

"Welcome home," Chu Yigui said.

Outside the old iron gate, there were some clean bags.

Wan Qiu took out a silver key from his collar, opened the tightly closed door, picked up Chu Yigui's belongings, and brought them all into the rented room.

Wan Qiu took the takeout bag back from Chu Yigui's hand, but instead of putting it back in the refrigerator, he took out the takeout box from the top shelf and handed it to Chu Yigui.

Chu Yigui reached out and took the baked pancakes, which were decorated in a pretty little box.

Having enjoyed all kinds of delicacies at the Chu family home and possessing a great understanding of food, Chu Yigui could tell from the appearance of the pastry chef's dish that his skills were quite mediocre.

However, since Wan Qiu was the first to hand it over, Chu Yigui understood what it meant.

It was probably the one he thought tasted best out of all these things.

Chu Yigui opened the packaging right in front of Wan Qiu, put the soft pancake in her mouth, and the overly sweet taste spread between her teeth.

Chu Yigui did not offer any comment.

From the very beginning, Wan Qiu did not expect any feedback from Chu Yigui.

Wan Qiu simply wanted to give Chu Yigui what he considered to be the best.

In the cramped and dilapidated rented room, the smell of alcohol had dissipated, and a faint scent of soap could be detected.

Compared to Ning Hai, the tenant of this house, it is Wan Qiu who has left his mark everywhere here.

As Chu Yigui ate the pancakes one bite at a time, Wan Qiu placed a glass of water in front of him.

The water in the crystal-clear glass, so clean you couldn't see any fingerprints, wasn't very bright, perhaps because of the water quality or the kettle; it was somewhat cloudy.

Chu Yigui picked up the glass and drank it. The slightly strange-tasting plain water diluted the sweet pancake flavor in her mouth.

Wanqiu packed mostly desserts today. She didn't eat much at the coffee shop, but when she put them in the refrigerator, she simply broke off a small piece of each one to taste.

Then, another cream puff appeared in front of Chu Yigui.

Chu Yigui took a small bite of the cream puff. The cream and the crispy puff pastry were just average in flavor, with a sweet aroma.

The sweet aroma filled her mouth, and for some reason, Chu Yigui glanced at Wan Qiu.

It seemed that this sweet, milky scent reminded him of the person in front of him.

Chu Yigui still had more than half of the cream puff left in her hand.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Wan Qiu pointed to the cream puff next to Chu Yigui.

Chu Yigui looked down at the cream puff that had been bitten twice, then looked up and said, "You eat it."

Wanqiu naturally took the unfinished cream puff and put it in her mouth. The cream was bitten out, and Wanqiu wanted to lick it off.

Chu Yigui reached out and blocked Wan Qiu's hand, while Wan Qiu licked Chu Yigui's fingers.

Chu Yigui's fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.

"You forgot to wash your hands." Chu Yigui pulled Wan Qiu and washed the cream off her hands to prevent her from eating it. "Go take a shower."

As Wan Qiu was about to enter the bathroom, Chu Yigui took out toiletries from the things she had brought.

The exquisite little bottles and transparent bath products shimmered like flowing crystals, and in Wanqiu's palm, they felt like she was holding several gems.

"Do you need me to introduce myself?" Chu Yigui asked.

"No need." The delicate little label on the bottle was in Chinese, which Wan Qiu could understand.

"Don't wear any clothes when you come out, I'll apply the medicine for you," Chu Yigui said at the bathroom door.

"Mmm," Wan Qiu's voice was muffled.

Seeing Wan Qiu close the bathroom door, Chu Yigui knew there was shampoo and shower gel in the bathroom, but Wan Qiu didn't smell like them.

He only uses soap.

If it hadn't been explicitly prohibited, Wanqiu wouldn't have used it.

It's probably because Ning Qiaozhen doesn't allow him to use her personal toiletries.

This item was specially prepared by Yang Xiaoyu, and the price was something Ning Qiaozhen wouldn't dare to even dream of.

When Wanqiu came out, he was only wearing a pair of underwear.

Wan Qiu unwrapped the gauze from his wrist again, seemingly without any intention of covering the wound with plastic wrap.

The gauze had been washed again. Sure enough, Chu Yigui saw Wan Qiu hang the gauze up along with the clothes that had just been washed. Clearly, Wan Qiu had been washing clothes for so long in the bathroom.

When Wanqiu took a shower, the scent of Yaxiang's toiletries filled the not-so-spacious rented room. Chu Yigui had also used those toiletries and was familiar with the fragrance.

But when Wan Qiu walked past him, Chu Yigui smelled a completely different scent.

It's like adding a different flavor to the already delicate and refined fragrance, instantly transforming the cool and refreshing aura into a sweet one.

Like fruit candies with different flavorings added.

Chu Yigui vaguely remembered that the expired, old soap didn't have a pleasant smell, and that faint soap fragrance was likely mixed with Wan Qiu's own scent.

Chu Yigui suddenly became curious about what the true flavor of Wanqiu really was.