Tang Yue borrowed a cigarette from the police officer next to him, lit it, and took a deep drag: "Is this all? It's been fifteen years, and we finally have a lead again. Where are you now? I'll go talk to them myself."

Yan Lin sighed and gave an address.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yue took a few deep drags on his cigarette. Once the smoke had dissipated a bit, he turned back and said, "I've already spoken to Old Master Rong. Someone will take you to stay at his place for a few days."

Yu Wan's brow twitched slightly: "And you?"

Seeing her worry for him, Tang Yue gave a slight smile, his eyes softening: "I'm going to talk to Uncle Yan about something. Do you remember the person you saw at the hospital last time?"

Yu Wan hummed in agreement.

Tang Yue couldn't help but reach out and ruffle her hair: "If I have time, I'll come see you tonight."

At that moment, a GT-R with a license plate consisting of five sixes pulled up to the side of the road. A man got out, and the first thing that caught the eye was his pair of charming, almond-shaped eyes, which exuded a wicked air.

"His name is Guan Zhiji, a friend of mine in the capital."

Yu Wan squinted: "He doesn't seem like a good person."

Meng Shen nodded vigorously to the side.

"Heh..." Tang Yue couldn't help but chuckle softly: "Don't worry, he won't dare to act recklessly in front of you."

Before Yu Wan could figure out the meaning of those words, Tang Yue suddenly swept her up in his arms and strode towards the sports car.

She gasped in surprise, gripping his clothes tightly with both hands, and glared at him fiercely: "Put me down."

"No, your leg is injured," Tang Yue said matter-of-factly, tightening his grip on her hand.