Chapter 3 The Ex-Wife Has Disappeared

Xiang Jingheng returned from a business trip abroad and spent several days at the company, anxiously watching the stock market's trajectory.

He never expected Yu Yan to be so ruthless, actually taking back the patent rights that Yu's parents had invested in Xiang's Group years ago, and even selling off the 10% stake they held, taking away assets worth over a billion yuan!

No wonder she agreed to his condition of leaving with nothing, and didn't even want custody of the children. She was determined to divorce him!

Xiang Jingheng made nearly fifty calls to Yu Yan but couldn't get through. He was so angry that he smashed his phone. The more he thought about it, the more something seemed wrong.

He called over the driver, bodyguard, and nanny who usually stayed by Yu Yan's side and asked them if Yu Yan had met any men outside.

Is she keeping some gigolo?

Several people shook their heads, all saying no.

"The young mistress rarely leaves the house and never spends money to buy anything for herself."

Xiang Jingheng frowned. "What does she do when she's at home?"

The nanny said, "The young mistress is quite busy at home. The madam doesn't let her be idle. Basically, the young mistress has to do all the work I do. Cooking, mopping the floor, watering the flowers... Sometimes she even washes your and the young master's clothes by hand."

Xiang Jingheng was stunned; he had never known these things before.

He married her so she could come back and be his mistress, not a maid. This woman is so clueless!

A week after Yu Yan left, Xiang Jingheng felt that nothing was right.

In the past, no matter how late he stayed out socializing, there was always someone waiting for him when he got home, a light would always be on for him, and someone would always prepare hangover soup and stomach medicine for him.

But now, with the house dark and his stomach cramping, he has to call a maid to take care of him.

At the breakfast table, the crispy fried dough sticks and brown sugar glutinous rice cakes that he ate almost every meal were gone.

"Young Master, the crispy fried dough sticks and brown sugar glutinous rice cakes are dishes that the Young Madam learned to make especially because she knew you liked them," the butler whispered. "Didn't you dislike the ones made in the kitchen, finding them too greasy?"

Xiang Jingheng kept a straight face and didn't say anything.

Xiang Chu sat next to him, scratching her face: "Dad, I'm itchy."

When Xiang Jingheng turned his head, he was startled to see that Xiang Chu had red spots on her face and neck.

"Xiao Chu, what happened to your face?"

The nanny was horrified when she saw it. "Oh dear, young master, why did you feed the young master steak?"

Xiang Jingheng asked, puzzled, "What's wrong with the steak?"

"There are black peppercorns on it. The young mistress specifically instructed that the young master must not eat black pepper, as he is allergic to it and cannot tolerate even a little bit!"

Xiang Jingheng had no idea about these things. He only found out that Xiang Chu was allergic to many things when he took Xiang Chu to the hospital. Yu Yan often took him to the hospital.

“In the past, it was always the mothers who brought the children here, and it was difficult to identify allergens, especially since young children have weak immune systems and are prone to allergies. Parents have to pay close attention to their children’s care. Ms. Yu is a meticulous person and takes great care of her child.”

The doctor was clearly more familiar with Yu Yan, and even asked, "Why didn't Miss Yu come today?"

He told Jingheng that he had something to do, thus covering up the matter.

After getting home and putting the child to sleep, Xiang Jingheng was exhausted. He even had a few words with his mother when he returned from the hospital.

Divorce is never a glorious thing for any family, but Mrs. Xiang acts as if nothing happened. Not only does she spread the news everywhere, but she also organizes her group of wealthy friends to play mahjong every day. She doesn't care at all when her child is sick and knows nothing about it when asked.

Less than half a month after Yu Yan left, Xiang Jingheng discovered many things that he had not noticed before.

For example, his mother didn't care much about him and didn't know how to take care of Xiang Chu;

For example, Yu Yan, the young mistress, was not as pampered as he had imagined at home; on the contrary, she did a lot of work that she shouldn't have done.

For example, both of them come from prestigious families. His sister goes shopping, buys clothes, and goes on dates every day, spending money extravagantly, while he has bought so many clothes and bags for Yu Yan, without even removing the tags. The clothes she usually wears are simple and comfortable, and you can't even tell the brand.

A month after Yu Yan left, Xiang Jingheng finally couldn't help but open her WeChat, only to find that he had never replied to any of the many messages Yu Yan had sent him before.

She went from sending him many messages every day at the beginning to sending only a few messages a month later on. The messages became shorter and shorter, and her tone became more and more polite.

Xiang Jingheng finally realized that he had neglected Yu Yan and ignored her a lot during the past three years of their marriage.

He wanted to have a serious talk with her. They say that even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness, so Yu Yan must still have feelings for him.

I sent a WeChat message, but no one replied.

I called, but no one answered.

Xiang Jingheng couldn't contact Yu Yan, and he was afraid of losing face by contacting her relatives. He also didn't know who her friends were. In desperation, he had no choice but to send someone to investigate her whereabouts.

"We can't find anything," the hacker said. "That's strange. All information about Yu Yan is locked, and the code is clearly encrypted with SSS. If we investigate further, it might be dangerous."

Xiang Jingheng was startled: "Who's in danger? Yu Yan?"

"No," the hacker said, "it's you."

Xiang Jingheng was stunned.