Doraemon basketball court.

Jiao Yuyin and Qin Meng sat in the rest area, working hard, with the sound of basketballs bouncing in their ears.

"The work at the Los Angeles slaughterhouse can be put on hold now. Make sure to preserve the evidence of the collusion between the testing company and Jiao Hua'an," Jiao Yuyin instructed in a low voice.

"Okay, boss," Qin Meng replied.

Seeing Qin Meng's hesitant expression, Jiao Yuyin uttered only one word: "Ask."

"Chairman Jiao has always been intolerant of internal strife. We now have enough evidence. The matter involving the Luo City Slaughterhouse and Shifu Mining is enough to make Jiao Hua'an and Jiao Yushen unable to recover. Why shouldn't we take action?"

“My second brother, Jiao Yuchen, hasn’t come out yet, so it’s not time to play our cards open. My father needs to see his sons competing with each other. I can only wait until Jiao Yuchen can serve as another competitor before my father will really be willing to deal with Jiao Yushen.”

Jiao Yuyin adjusted his shirt cuffs, his gaze lingering on the people running on the field, as if talking to himself, "Besides, if I don't have a backup plan, I'm afraid there will be a day when I can't protect her. Some things, in critical moments, might just save a life."

Qin Meng nodded in realization, then pulled out the investigation report on the cause of death of Jiao Huachang, the second young lady of the Jiao family, and said, "We found out that it was indeed Tang Weiren who handled the aftermath of Jiao Huachang's miscarriage, which basically represents Chairman Jiao's attitude in handling the matter."

"Blood relatives? What a joke." Jiao Yuyin scoffed and asked, "Is there still no other clue about Sister Ou's whereabouts?"

Qin Meng sighed and reported, "No, it was handled too cleanly. Now we can only try to get Tang Weiren to show his face. But—"

Jiao Yuyin frowned and shot a sharp glare at him.

"It's too late. I couldn't control myself. My thoughts must have been heard." Qin Meng's words were filled with helplessness and frustration.

Lu Yu, who was helping Chu Feiyu adjust her blocking position, suddenly stopped, stood in the center of the court, and turned his head slightly to look in Jiao Yuyin's direction.

The two people looking at each other both saw worry in each other's eyes.

...

Lu Yu took two steps back and watched Chu Feiyu defend against Sun Meng from the sidelines.

Sun Meng sprinted to the inside, and Chu Feiyu abruptly stopped to defend, making it quite impenetrable.

Sun Meng took a small step back, assuming a shooting stance.

Chu Feiyu lowered her center of gravity, seized the opportunity, and pushed off the ground. As she took off, she slightly twisted her body to block the edge of the court.

"Thump—"

Before the basketball could reach its highest point, it was intercepted by Chu Feiyu.

This was the first time Chu Feiyu had blocked Sun Meng's shot.

Chu Feiyu took a deep breath and shouted excitedly, "I actually managed to defend against Sun Meng's attack! Next time, I'm sure I can go toe-to-toe with Weng Pei."

Seeing that Chu Feiyu clearly regarded Weng Pei as a hypothetical enemy, Lu Yu chuckled softly.

Sun Meng couldn't help but laugh, both at Chu Feiyu's bravery and cuteness, and at the fruitful result.

Qin Meng was responsible for taking Sun Meng and Chu Feiyu back to the training base.

The basketball court finally quieted down. Lu Yu stood in the center of the court without moving an inch.

Jiao Yuyin pressed the remote control on the aluminum alloy door, and the chilly spring breeze was blocked back into the pitch-black night.

As Lu Yu watched Jiao Yuyin approach step by step, Qin Meng's previous thoughts played over and over in her mind.

The only way to get Tang Weiren to appear is at a public banquet attended by Chairman Jiao. If Lu Yu goes to listen to his thoughts, he'll inevitably have to deal with many people, and the boss has consistently disagreed. But now the lead has clearly gone cold.