Meanwhile, Ye Yuyan had already driven to the vicinity of Lin Fan's house.

She didn't go directly to Lin Fan's house, but instead went to an antique shop called "Jubaozhai" first.

"Boss, do you sell these kinds of badges here?"

Ye Yuyan took out her phone and showed the shop owner a picture of the badge.

The shop owner, a middle-aged man wearing glasses, took the phone and examined the photos carefully.

“This badge…” The shop owner frowned, as if trying to recall something.

“I don’t sell badges like this here,” the shopkeeper said. “However, I feel like I’ve seen them somewhere before…”

"Where is it?" Ye Yuyan asked anxiously.

"I remember now!" The shop owner slapped his forehead. "Many years ago, a young man came to my shop with a badge that looked a lot like this and asked me how much it was worth."

"Young people? What kind of young people?" Ye Yuyan pressed.

"Hmm... His temperament is very similar to Mr. Lin next to you. He is tall and thin, with a strong scholarly air, but there is also a heroic spirit between his brows, making him unforgettable."

The shop owner tried hard to recall, "However, his badge is older than the one in your photo; it looks more vintage."

"Did he say anything?" Ye Yuyan continued to ask.

“He seemed to have mentioned a place…” the shopkeeper said. “He said the badge was found in a remote town with a black market for antiques, where there might be clues about it.”

"A remote town? An antique black market?" Ye Yuyan's heart skipped a beat; she seemed to have found a clue.

"Thank you, boss." Ye Yuyan thanked the shop owner and then left the antique shop.

She got into the car, started the engine, and prepared to head to the remote town the shopkeeper had mentioned.

"Lin Fan, wait for me, I will definitely find out the truth about your family's secrets!" Ye Yuyan thought to herself.

Just as she was about to drive off the street, a black van suddenly sped out from the side and crashed into her car.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, Ye Yuyan's body lurched forward, her head slamming heavily against the steering wheel.

She felt a sharp pain, her vision went black, and she lost consciousness.

Several figures jumped out of the van, quickly dragged Ye Yuyan out of the vehicle, and stuffed her into the van.

The van sped away and disappeared into the night.

As night fell and the city lights began to twinkle, an unusual tension permeated the Ye family villa.

In the spacious living room, a crystal chandelier casts a dazzling light.

Ye's father, Ye Zhengxiong, a man in his fifties who still exudes an extraordinary air, is sitting upright on a mahogany sofa.

He wore a dark, custom-tailored suit, which accentuated his tall and upright figure.

The purple clay teapot in his hand had long since gone cold, but he was completely unaware of it, mechanically repeating the actions of pouring tea and putting it down.

The tea rippled in the delicate white porcelain cup, but never reached its lips.

"Why hasn't Yu Yan come back yet?" Ye Zhengxiong finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor.

He raised his head, his sharp gaze sweeping over the butler standing to the side.

The butler was an elderly man with gray hair who had served the Ye family for many years and had seen it all.

But at this moment, he also felt the powerful pressure emanating from Ye Zhengxiong, and couldn't help but lower his head slightly.

“Master, Miss should have been back by now, but she’s acting strangely today.”

The butler replied respectfully, "I have already sent someone to investigate, and we should have news soon."

Ye Zhengxiong didn't say anything, but simply slammed the teacup he was holding onto the coffee table with a loud thud.

Time passed by, second by second.

He became increasingly restless and began pacing back and forth in the living room.

His footsteps were heavy and hurried, his leather shoes tapping on the polished marble floor, making a "tap-tap" sound that added to his anxiety.

"Did you find anything?" Ye Zhengxiong asked again, his voice now tinged with anger.

"Master, we've found it!" The butler rushed in, holding a document in his hand.

"The young lady's car was found on a small road in the suburbs. The car was severely damaged, and there were signs of a struggle at the scene, but the young lady... the young lady is missing!"

"What?!" Ye Zhengxiong suddenly stood up, snatched the documents from the butler's hand, and quickly began to browse through them.

His face grew paler and paler, veins bulged on his forehead, and his hands began to tremble slightly.

The document detailed the situation at the accident scene and included several shocking photos.

Ye Yuyan's car was completely wrecked; the windows were shattered, the body was dented and deformed, and debris and bloodstains were scattered on the ground...

"Yu Yan... my Yu Yan..." Ye Zhengxiong murmured to himself, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible. He seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, his body swaying precariously, almost unable to stand.

"Master, please take care of yourself!" The butler hurriedly stepped forward to support Ye Zhengxiong, his eyes full of worry.

Ye Zhengxiong shoved the butler aside, forcing himself to stand up straight, his eyes burning with rage: "Investigate! Investigate for me! Who did this! I'll tear him to pieces!"

"Yes, sir!" the butler quickly agreed and turned to make the arrangements.

"Wait!" Ye Zhengxiong suddenly called out to the butler. "Also, find out who Miss has been in contact with recently, especially... that Lin Fan!"

"Lin Fan?" The butler asked, somewhat puzzled. "Master, are you referring to... Lin Fan from the Lin Group?"

“That’s right!” Ye Zhengxiong said through gritted teeth, “Yu Yan has been getting very close to him lately, and I suspect he’s involved in this!”

"But, sir, isn't Lin Fan... isn't he Miss's friend?" the butler asked cautiously.

"Friends?" Ye Zhengxiong sneered. "In this world, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests! Yu Yan has disappeared, yet he remains unharmed. Isn't that strange?"

“Master, you mean…” The butler seemed to understand something, and his expression became serious.

"Investigate! Find out everything about Lin Fan!" Ye Zhengxiong roared. "If he's really involved in this, I will never let him get away with it!"

"Yes, sir!" The butler acknowledged the order and left.

Ye Zhengxiong stood alone in the living room, his gaze terrifyingly gloomy. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.

"Yu Yan, wait for me, Dad will definitely bring you back!" Ye Zhengxiong vowed silently in his heart, "No matter who hurts you, Dad will make them pay a terrible price!"

Meanwhile, Lin Fan was resting in a hospital bed.

"Hello, Mr. Lin." A strange voice suddenly rang out at the door of the ward.