Cheng Zaozao's face changed color from pale to ashen, feeling utterly ashamed. She whispered, "Madam Zhan, my sister is missing, but she is still the mistress of this place. I will stay here and wait for her to return."

"What a joke! This is the Zhan family, not her Qiao family. Have you counted how much trouble Qiao Wanwan caused after marrying into our family? Now that she's gone, my son and grandson have to suffer because of her. The Zhan family must have owed her something in their past life!" Ruan Wanyi touched Eleven's face with heartache. "My dear grandson, you've suffered. Grandma's here. Grandma loves you."

Eleven was sullen, thinking, "I want Sister Wanwan..."

"Stop thinking about Sister Wanwan. She and you are from completely different worlds." Ruan Wanyi remembered something. "You lie here and rest. Grandma will go find your daddy and come see you later."

Ruan Wanyi went to the study and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Ruan Wanyi pushed the door open and went in. She saw Zhan Jingting sitting behind his desk with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was asleep or awake.

Ruan Wanyi felt heartbroken and gently covered him with a thin blanket.

"Wanwan!" The man woke up suddenly from his sleep, saw Ruan Wanyi, and said expressionlessly, "Why are you here?"

Ruan Wanyi was extremely upset. "What are you saying? Can't your mother come to see you?"

"You'll only cause trouble if you come here." Zhan Jingting rubbed his temples wearily. "Now that you've seen it, you can leave."

"Jingting, what's gotten into you? You've turned yourself into this grotesque mess. When have you ever been this dejected?" Ruan Wanyi choked up. "I won't talk about the past, it's pointless. But now that Qiao Wanwan is dead, we have to look forward."

A cold glint flashed in Zhan Jingting's eyes. "Who told you Wanwan is dead, huh?"

“The yacht was burned to a crisp. Even if we think of the best-case scenario, that she didn’t get killed in the explosion and jumped into the sea, the fact that she hasn’t been found for so many days means she’s most likely drowned.” Ruan Wanyi earnestly advised, “Jingting, Qiao Wanwan was unlucky. She left us at such a young age. That’s her fate. But you have to live on. Listen to your mother and be strong. You still have your son to take care of.”

"Bang!"

As soon as Ruan Wanyi finished speaking, Zhan Jingting picked up the laptop in front of him and slammed it heavily against the wall, startling her!

"I'll ask you one more time, who told you Wanwan is dead, huh?"

Looking at his face, which was shrouded in coldness, Ruan Wanyi suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. "Jingting, I... I was telling the truth..."

"Wanwan won't die." Zhan Jingting said, enunciating each word clearly. "Also, don't mention our son to me. If Wen Xue hadn't given birth to him behind my back, would all this have happened? If you like him, take him away!"

"Jingting, you don't even want the National Day holiday? Why?"

"No reason why, get out." Zhan Jingting waved his hand, and everything on the desk fell to the ground with a thud. "Get out of here!"

Ruan Wanyi was both sad and heartbroken, and in the end, she turned and left.

She went to Eleven's room and instructed Zheng Ma, "Pack Eleven's things, I'm taking him away."

"Madam, isn't this inappropriate? The young master will be angry."

"What do you know? It was Jingting who asked me to take him away. Jingting would feel uncomfortable seeing him, and I don't want my son to feel uncomfortable." Ruan Wanyi couldn't help but complain again, "It's all Qiao Wanwan's fault, she can't even let people have peace after she's dead!"

Zheng Ma said seriously, "Madam, you can't say such things. The young mistress is not dead."

"I can't be bothered with you, hurry up and pack your things for National Day!"

"......yes."

Half an hour later, Zheng Ma reluctantly went to the study to report, "Young Master, the young master has been taken away by Madam."

After a long while, a deep, husky male voice came from inside, "Have the medical team go and take care of him. We can't let anything happen to him."

"yes."

Downstairs, Zhan Yin was sprawled on the sofa, playing games in frustration.

He heard the sound of a suitcase being pulled, and turned his head curiously to see Cheng Zaozao coming out carrying large and small bags.

"What are you doing?" Zhan Yin asked, standing up. "Are you moving out?"

Cheng Zaozao nodded. "My sister is missing, and I want to go find her."

Where are you going to look?

“The sea is so vast, if she’s alive, she’ll definitely make it ashore. I’m going to search every corner of the coast,” Cheng Zaozao said firmly. “That’s how it’s always portrayed in TV dramas; people who fall into the sea easily end up in small fishing villages.”

Zhan Yin: "......"

"As expected of a young girl, her ideas are so naive."

“I’m serious, I don’t believe my sister died like this.” Tears streamed down Cheng Zaozao’s face. “She said that once I got better, she would take me to see the world, but we haven’t even left the capital yet, so she definitely can’t be dead.”

"Don't be sad. I didn't say Qiao Wanwan would die," Zhan Yin explained. "When I said you were naive, I meant that if you could think of it, wouldn't my uncle have thought of it too? He had already expanded the search area. In terms of manpower and resources, do you think his people's carpet search was more effective, or yours alone?"

“But I can’t just sit here and wait. Ever since my sister went missing, I haven’t been able to concentrate on my studies. I worry about her every day. Instead of worrying here, I should go out and look for her,” Cheng Zaozao said. “Zhan Yin, although I’m not very capable, there’s one thing I have in common with my sister. I’m a person with backbone. Madam Zhan is right. Since my sister isn’t here, I can’t stay any longer. I originally wanted to take good care of Eleven for my sister and wait for her to come back, but now that Eleven is gone, I can’t stay any longer.”

"Why would you listen to her? If she told you to die, would you really go and die?" Zhan Yin said disdainfully.

That's not how it works.

"In short, you can't leave. It won't make a difference if you're in this family."

"I know I'm dispensable, but I really don't have the nerve to continue living here."

Cheng Zaozao said this and walked out.

Just as Zhan Yin was about to stop her, a deep, cold voice suddenly came from beside him, "What are you doing now?"

The two turned their heads and saw Zhan Jingting maneuvering his wheelchair out of the elevator.

“Uncle, Cheng Zaozao is leaving.” Zhan Yin spoke first.

"Sister...brother-in-law..." Cheng Zaozao was timid; the moment she saw Zhan Jingting, she felt his imposing aura and immediately became extremely nervous. "I want to go find my sister..."

Zhan Jingting looked at her expressionlessly, "I've arranged for so many people to search, but there's still no news. You think you can find it?"

"I am indeed weak and powerless, but... but with my sister gone, it's not appropriate for me to continue living here..."

"Have you forgotten about being threatened in the rented room before?" Zhan Jingting said coldly. "We still haven't found out who did it. If you leave Wutong Bay now, you'll be targeted. If something happens to you, how am I supposed to explain it to Wanwan when she comes back?"

"Cheng Zaozao, whether you live here or not has nothing to do with me. As long as you can ensure your own safety, you can move out. Otherwise, stop causing me trouble. Right now, all my thoughts are focused on finding Wanwan. I don't have the time or energy to care about anyone else!"