Looking at Xiao Qianqian, Ye Bosen felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He knew that this girl not only had a strong personality but also a kind heart.

"Qianqian, thank you," Ye Bosen said sincerely.

Xiao Qianqian smiled, "Don't be so polite, we're friends after all. But you'd better work hard, or you won't be able to catch up with me next time!"

Ye Bosen nodded, his eyes resolute, and said, "I will definitely work hard!"

"Alright. We've rested enough, it's time to walk back in one go. Let's hurry, or the old man will start nagging again."

Ye Bosen looked at her, his eyes gentle. "Okay."

After walking for about an hour, the two finally saw their familiar wooden house in the night. Under the moonlight, the man and the wolf were still waiting in the yard. The old man sat by the stone table with a cup of tea on it, which he would occasionally pick up and take a sip. Little Huangyou had its eyes closed, looking like it was dozing off.

Xiao Qianqian tiptoed to the old man's side and playfully stuck out her tongue. Ye Bosen gently stroked Xiao Huang's head, and Xiao Huang lazily opened its eyes and wagged its tail.

"You're finally back." The old man put down his teacup and looked at them with a smile.

"I'm sorry to have worried you," Xiao Qianqian said apologetically.

"Alright, come inside quickly. I've prepared hot water for you. Take a shower and rest." The master stood up and greeted them.

“Okay, Master. Oh, by the way, this is a gift my grandfather asked me to bring to you.”

After saying that, he stepped forward and handed it to his master to see.

When the master saw that it was his favorite wine, he immediately smiled broadly.

"Your grandfather understands me best."

Ye Bosen and Xiao Qianqian went into the house, took a shower, and lay down on their respective beds, quickly falling asleep.

The next morning, the master took a bottle of medicine from the laboratory and gave it to Ye Bosen.

"Ah Sen, this is good for memory recovery. Take it after your meal."

“Okay, Master.” Ye Bosen smiled and accepted a white porcelain bottle. This was his master’s gift, and he couldn’t refuse it. It wasn’t a good time to tell them that he had regained his memories.

Ye Bosen responded and then put the white porcelain bottle away.

After finishing breakfast, he made an excuse to go out and then threw the white porcelain bottle into the deep mountains.

He decided not to tell his master and Xiao Qianqian that he had regained his memories yet.

After wandering around outside, Ye Bosen returned home. His master and Xiao Qianqian were chatting in the living room. Seeing him return, Xiao Qianqian rushed over and asked, "Where did you go? Your master and I were very worried about you."

Ye Bosen smiled and said, "I just went out for a walk. Don't worry, I'm fine."

Master looked at Ye Bosen thoughtfully and said, "Bosen, is something on your mind? If you'd like, you can tell me."

Ye Bosen hesitated for a moment, but decided not to tell them about regaining his memories yet. "Master, I'm fine. By the way, are we going up the mountain to gather herbs today?"

"Yes, I'll do it. You can come with me later."

"good."

In the old Ye family mansion, in Ye Boxuan's bedroom, he took out the medicine from the drawer and looked at it again and again, hesitating. His grandfather's birthday was not far away, his biggest rival was dead, and now he only had his sister left, but his sister had always managed a company abroad and should not pose a threat to him.

Grandpa's preferred candidate has always been his eldest brother. If he knew that his eldest brother had been murdered, he would definitely investigate.

He held the packet of powder in his hand as if it weighed a ton, pacing back and forth in the bedroom.

Ye Boxuan was torn between two conflicting emotions. On one hand, he longed for his grandfather's approval and the family business; on the other hand, his remaining conscience prevented him from carrying out the plan. In the end, he put the powder back in the drawer and decided to temporarily abandon this evil scheme.

The next day, the family gathered at the breakfast table, each lost in their own thoughts.

"Dad, do you have any news about Asen?" Aunt couldn't help but ask.

She hadn't seen her son in a long time and missed him terribly.

“Yes, Zhang Qi said he’s on a business trip, but he’ll definitely be back for my birthday.”

"Why can't I get through on the phone? This has never happened before."

"He might be unable to answer the phone, which is why we couldn't get through. He promised to come back for my birthday, so please don't try to contact him again."

"But..." Auntie wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the old man.

"Have a meal."

The three members of the second branch of the family were all listening intently. Did this old man know something? Ye Boxuan's nerves tightened again. His subordinates reported that Ye Bosen had become a pile of bones, but seeing Zhang Qi's unhurried appearance, could it be...?

Ye Boxuan's face immediately turned ugly, and he decided to go to the top floor tomorrow to test the waters.

After finishing his meal, Ye Boxuan returned to his room and called his men, asking them to investigate Zhang Qi's recent movements. He then lay in bed, tossing and turning, thinking about the matter repeatedly.

The next day, Ye Boxuan arrived at the top floor early in the morning. Zhang Qi saw him and was quite helpless; this second master was really impatient. He walked out of his office and stopped the person trying to enter the president's office. "Vice President Ye, is there something you need?" Zhang Qi asked businesslike.

"Nothing much, it's just that my grandpa's birthday is coming up soon. Yesterday at dinner, he mentioned that he hadn't seen my older brother in a long time and asked me to come and ask him what he was up to, since I couldn't reach him by phone."

"I see." Zhang Qi said expressionlessly, "Mr. Ye is indeed away on a business trip. As for why we can't get through on the phone, I don't know either. Maybe the signal is bad."

Ye Boxuan stared intently at Zhang Qi, trying to find a flaw in his expression. But Zhang Qi remained calm and unfathomable.

"Okay, I understand. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now." Ye Boxuan turned and left, his heart filled with doubt.

Zhang Qi watched Ye Boxuan's departing figure and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He walked into the CEO's office, closed the door, leaned against it, and sighed softly.

He took out his phone, sent a text message, and then returned to his office to continue working. Now that the president was away, he was doing the work of two people, which was really exhausting.

When the CEO comes back, I must make him give me a raise.

Ye Boxuan was very agitated because he couldn't get any useful information from Zhang Qi. He was worried about two things: first, what if Ye Bosen was still alive? His older brother was ruthless, and if he came back alive, his own death was imminent; second, if his grandfather found out what he had done, he would definitely be kicked out of the Ye family.