Fu Yao was worried that being out of everyone's sight for too long would arouse suspicion, so she left Lilith in the villa to watch over Song Xingyao.

Only occasionally will an order or two be issued.

When Fu Yao returned to the city center by car, she didn't rush home, but instead went around to the Tiansheng office building.

But after waiting for a long time, Fu Siming still didn't appear.

She asked people inside Tiansheng, and Fu Siming hadn't returned to Haiyan or left his office these past few days. She only occasionally saw people going in and out of the office.

He must be so worried about Song Xingyao's disappearance that he can't eat or sleep.

During those few minutes of pause, Fu Siming in the office quickly received the message.

The search and rescue team has been searching for three days, but there is no news of Song Xingyao. Even if she is dead, there should be a body.

Song Xingyao is definitely still alive!

Yesterday afternoon, the intelligence analysis department received a lead on the drug.

The seller did indeed make a deal with a woman, but that woman was Lilith, from country S.

His network of connections in Jiangcheng was almost non-existent.

It's S country again. Fu Siming had a fleeting thought: Could it be Gu Mai again?

But this conjecture was quickly refuted.

The cigarette he was holding was deformed, and he felt like he had overlooked something.

He forcefully stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and put it into the crystal jar next to him.

His agitated state of mind made him less able to think.

The mountain of documents was swept onto the ground.

A thick brown paper bag fell to the ground with a loud thud, attracting his attention.

He stepped forward, picked it up, tore open the seal, and then remembered that this was the information he had obtained from the man on the North Mountain that day, which he hadn't had time to open and read yet.

He quickly browsed through all the information inside, and was surprised by the thoroughness of the investigation. On the other hand, the truth about Fu Yao's lies was completely exposed.

Drinking and revelry, chaotic men and women appearing in photos, birth records in medical reports, and pictures of the Scrooge estate.

Fu Siming didn't even have the slightest doubt in his mind.

He noticed someone inside who was someone he had absolutely no connection with.

Then he hurriedly gave a few instructions and drove to the old house.

When Fu Ting saw his flustered appearance in the hall, he was puzzled, but then he heard him ask, "Dad, where's Mom?"

Seeing his anxious state, Fu Ting momentarily forgot to ask him anything and instead answered his question directly, "Your mother just took her medicine and is resting upstairs! She's been worried these past few days and hasn't had a proper rest."

"Hmm!" After hearing this, Fu Siming ignored his father behind him and went straight upstairs.

Jiang Man was awakened by the knocking on the door. Knowing that Fu Siming had returned, she thought that Song Xingyao had made a move, so she quickly put on a coat and went out.

But seeing her son's worried and confused face, she also began to feel puzzled.

He didn't speak immediately. The two went into the study and closed the door before Fu Siming placed the photo on the table.

Jiang Man felt a pang of panic when she saw the picture on the table, but she quickly suppressed it. She knew that this matter could not be hidden forever.

She looked up at Fu Siming and said, "What do you want to ask? Just ask."

Seeing my mother like this seemed to indirectly confirm the authenticity of those documents.

"Mom, why did you meet with her? What did you say to her?"

The pointed question left Jiang Man speechless. She looked at her son's face for a long while before finally sighing.

"Because I want her to leave you."

Jiang Man's words were uneventful, but they still startled Fu Siming. He couldn't believe that his mother would interfere in his relationship like this.

But what followed seemed even more perplexing.

Jiang Man sat at Fu Ting's desk and slowly began to recount what happened that year.

“That woman Fu Yao is not peaceful at all. I’ve always known that you and Bowen are secretly competing with each other, and she’s standing between the two of you.”

“After I saw her with you, she went and hooked up with Bowen. I was worried that the relationship between you two brothers would get worse because of this woman, so I found her and told her to leave you and never come back.”

"But I didn't expect that after she left you would be so depressed for such a long time, and that you would keep trying to find her..."

"Ah Ming, you're not still thinking about her, are you? What about Yao Yao..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Siming immediately said, "No."

His facial expression didn't change at all; I don't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Man quickly asked, "Is there any news from Yao Yao?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, I knew the outcome wasn't optimistic.

Fu Siming glanced down at his mother, said goodbye, and then continued making phone calls while keeping his steps steady.

When Fu Ting came up, Jiang Man was still sitting in a chair, wearing a long robe, her eyes full of weariness.

She rested her head in her husband's arms. For the first time, she regretted having a second child, fearing that the rift between the two brothers would widen again.

Fu Ting thought she was still worried about Song Xingyao, so he comforted her, "Rest for a while, everything will be alright."

Once outside the old house, Fu Siming finally realized what he had overlooked.

Who benefits the most from Song Xingyao's disappearance?

Why didn't he notice sooner? Until the very last second before he tore open the brown paper bag, he never suspected Fu Yao.

How could such a pure and kind girl have turned out like this?

Many questions arose in my mind, but finding Song Xingyao was the priority right now.

Inside a private hospital in country S.

Gu Mai stood outside the operating room, unusually uneasy.

He thought about how such young children would be sent in to have their hearts transplanted.

It was as if I had a synesthetic connection; even though it wasn't me lying inside, I was experiencing an unbearable pain.

The old servant helped him sit down and rest for a while before he felt better.

The surgery lasted nearly 10 hours.

Numerous nurses and doctors were coming in and out of the operating room, making everyone anxious.

Gu Mai couldn't quite explain the anxiety and unease he felt inside.

I never knew blood ties had such a powerful magic, that it could make me care so much about such a life.

But soon his brow furrowed as he thought about his current situation.

He immediately made an important decision: the child was not suitable to stay by his side at the moment!

Fortunately, when the doctor came out, his face showed only fatigue and no signs of worry.

"The surgery was successful. The young master will need to remain in the intensive care unit for observation for a while longer before he can be discharged."

The doctor's words finally put his mind at ease.

Watching the child being transported to the intensive care unit in a transparent, sealed, sterile chamber, barely able to stay alive with these cold instruments and tubes.

Gu Maicai knew all too well how fragile this life was.

If someone tries to scheme against him from his perspective at this moment, he has no choice but to give up.

He clenched his fist slightly.

He absolutely will not allow this to happen!