Tan Yuchen went to the Cen family the day after the accident at the wedding banquet. The guests that night were of high status, and the Cen family, while ensuring their safety, also gave them enough private space and turned off half of the cameras.

Only the surveillance cameras in the main banquet hall were constantly running.

Cen Dong said, "Everyone says that Professor He is highly respected, but I feel that he has shifty eyes and his eyes are always sneaking glances."

Tan Yuchen remained silent, leaning against the bench in the security room, the misty blue light outlining his deep, dark silhouette.

He stopped the surveillance footage after a brief few seconds, opened his eyes, and gestured to Cen Dong.

Who do you think he's looking at?

His eyes, which had been wandering around, froze for a moment, staring intently at a certain spot. Based on the direction and distance, the most likely location was the woman in a cheongsam quietly changing drinks at the long table.

But that's not necessarily true.

Cen Dong was slightly puzzled.

"By the way, who brought this woman to the long table? I don't recognize her." He was in a hurry to entertain his guests that night, and it was impossible for him to remember every one of the thousands of guests.

She brought it.

When the housekeeper left by Xu Yanzhi was about to take her back, it was this woman in the blue cheongsam who got into the car. Judging from her clothes, she was most likely the one.

The shadows cast a deep, somber light on the man's eyes, his expression completely unreadable.

"continue."

The surveillance footage captured Professor He leaving the banquet hall, returning and getting completely drunk, leaving several times until he was unsteady on his feet and took the elevator upstairs.

Strangely, none of the footage was captured when I left the banquet hall; the entire area was under surveillance with the cameras off.

Either it was a coincidence.

Either someone scouted the location beforehand.

And coincidentally, she wasn't there for a part of the time.

After reviewing the surveillance footage, Cen Dong had his servant deliver the copied videotape to the police station. In fact, according to procedure, it should have been retrieved immediately on the night of the incident, but considering that it was a high-society wedding and the special relationship between the Song and Cen families, he asked the Cen family to deliver it to the police station after they finished their business.

Tan Yuchen stood up.

"I'm just about to go down the mountain, can I go for you?"

Cen Dong: "What's going on today? This belated brotherhood is making me feel uneasy."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Cen Dong handed him the videotape and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Give me a straight answer, brother. Am I out of my mind and overthinking things, or do you really have feelings for Sister Meng?"

That scoundrel pretended to be stupid. He should have seen through the deception at the Orange Garden last time, but Tan Yuchen fooled him.

I thought it would take some effort to get him to talk, but to my surprise, Tan Yuchen admitted it casually.

"real."

Cen Dong doubted his ears, "...Holy crap, you beast, that's your cousin."

Tan Yuchen turned his head and glanced at him leisurely, "So?"

Don't say you're not related by blood.

So what if we have it?

So it's easy to imagine how many obstacles they would encounter. Not to mention that Meng Jiuyi and Feng Lan, who was kicked out of the Tan family, had some connection, even if Meng Jiuyi had a clean background, he would not be able to catch the old lady's eye. There was more than one good young lady from a prestigious family that she had chosen for Tan Yuchen.

"So she's still Mr. Xu's girlfriend. I don't want to see you two make a scene. Dude, you should have some self-respect."

The two emerged from the security room, sunlight illuminating the man's sharply defined face. He chuckled, his brows furrowed with arrogance.

"How did it become his? Did it get registered in his household registration?"

The car drove down the mountain, but didn't go directly into the police station. Instead, it was first processed by the technical department and edited so that there was no trace of the editing. It was only sent to the station about ten minutes later.

He's had a lot of invitations to get together these past few days, but he turned them all down.

After the Bentley pulled out, Jiang Zhou glanced into the back seat through the car. Tan Yuchen was leaning back in his seat, his phone pressed against his face, the long beeping tone as usual. His already assertive features appeared even more sharp with frustration.

What on earth is this girl busy with?

He stroked his phone, typing slowly.

I still have half of Jiang Hehua's custody, and I'm not even allowed visitation. Is President Meng planning to run away with her?

Ten minutes passed and still no one replied.

Tan Yuchen clicked his tongue and said to Jiang Zhou, "Go and investigate—"

Before he could finish speaking, he fell silent for a moment, her accusations echoing in his mind, blaming him for not respecting her enough.

The car window rolled down, and he rested his hand, which was holding a cigarette, on the window frame, letting out a breath through his nose.

"never mind."

Jiang Zhou mistakenly thought he was asking about Tan Yuan. "Because the Xu family is determined to win this steel acquisition, Tan Yuan is working with other companies to dilute his shares. He has many social obligations to attend to, so he shouldn't leave easily."

Tan Yuchen gave a lazy "hmm," closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, not having anything to ask.

The evening sunlight slid across his face, illuminating his eyebrows, his nose, and his lips.

Jiang Zhou didn't understand why he went to such lengths to bring Tan Yuan back, yet showed no hurry to close the net. Just like how they had been searching for people in Southeast Asia for so long, the efficiency of finding Tan Yuchen in the past would have been such that they would have dug up the graves of eighteen generations of ancestors. But this time, it was like fishing for three days and drying the net for two, not even investigating properly, and telling him to rest more when there was no news.

Jiang Zhou sincerely suggested, "Third Young Master, if you really want to find that maid on the cruise ship, I think a trip to Southeast Asia would be a quick thing."

Tan Yuchen opened his eyes and said casually.

"Dream on. Wait until I get hacked to death, then you can inherit my estate."

Last time he caused such a scene in Myanmar, the Chen family offered a reward of tens of millions of US dollars to have him torn to pieces.

"......"

Jiang Zhou silently complained, "In the past, when someone wanted your head, didn't you still act lawlessly and domineeringly?"

Tan Yuchen glanced at him through the rearview mirror, as if he could read his mind.

"I'm too scared to go, but you're fine with it. Didn't you complain before that the task wasn't difficult enough? Why don't you do it for me?"

Jiang Zhou immediately replied, "I also value my life very much!" Then, puzzled, he asked, "I just don't understand why you're pretending if you're not really looking for it."

Tan Yuchen's face was relaxed, and his voice was nonchalant, "You know nothing about romance."

This girl is stubborn and won't listen to force. Even if he brings her to him and forces her to admit it, so what? She already sees him as a gigolo and doesn't care if he calls her a few more times.

Tan Yuchen had plenty of patience to wait for her to soften and take the initiative to be honest.

Tan Yuchen's phone suddenly vibrated. He opened it and saw that it wasn't her, but Xu Yanzhi.

He raised an eyebrow and held it to his ear.

"What a rare guest, Chairman Xu."

The man's lazy tone easily reminded people of his smug face, Xu Yanzhi said directly with a faint smile.

"I've prepared a gift for you."

Tan Yuchen flicked off the ash from his cigarette, his expression and tone completely contradicting each other.

"How could I possibly deserve Chairman Xu's attention?"

"I'm almost at the orange grove, see you later."

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When Tan Yuchen returned to Orange Garden, he surprised the servants. Sometimes he would not be seen for half a year, and the old lady often had to urge him three or four times and almost resort to force to bring him back.

She respectfully addressed him as the Third Young Master, saying, "The eldest son of the Xu family is chatting with the old lady in the main hall."

Tan Yuchen grunted in response. He knew he wouldn't come to the temple without a reason. He stubbed out his cigarette with his fingers. Just as he reached the door, he heard laughter and chatter, with Tan Ni's voice being particularly bright and jarring.

On the sofa in the center of the main hall, Xu Yanzhi answered the old lady's questions without hesitation, and occasionally responded to Tan Ni's endless stream of questions with ease and without any impatience. His casual clothes looked much looser than usual.

Tan Yuchen's expression remained unchanged as he entered. "What brings Chairman Xu out here?"

He stepped inside and sat down in front of the old lady. His improper sitting posture earned him a slap from her.

Their eyes met accidentally, but neither of them changed their expression.

Xu Yanzhi smiled faintly and said casually, "I'll send someone over to you."

"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it."

When he delivered the invitation earlier without mentioning who it was for, the old lady and Tan Ni thought he was just visiting. Tan Ni was even secretly pleased.

Xu Yanzhi gestured towards the door, and Uncle Zhuang led the people in.

Why all this mystery? Tan Ni couldn't wait to lie on the sofa and turn her head to look. It seemed to be a girl about her age. What was Brother Yanzhi going to do?

He kept everyone guessing, but when Tan Yu saw the girl's face clearly, his temples throbbed. Wasn't she the one the little rascal had shown him the photo?

He glanced at Xu Yanzhi, his deep eyes holding a profound meaning.

The old lady was confused by him. "This is...."

Xu Yanzhi explained slowly, "Yuchen asked me for a small favor before, saying that he had lost track of someone he was looking for in Cambodia. I thought that since the Xu family has some connections there, I contacted the government to help find him. And as luck would have it, we finally found him."

He smiled and said, "Instead of escorting them back to their country, they couldn't wait to send them here."

Not even a word leaked out to customs; he kept it very well hidden with all the layers of security.

Tan Yuchen smiled enigmatically, “Chairman Xu has gone to such lengths for me; he has truly gone to great lengths.”

Xu Yanzhi remained calm and said, "We'll be family sooner or later, it's only right."

Tan Yuchen's eyes darkened, and he looked up at him. That look, devoid of his usual carefree and unrestrained manner, became deep and unfathomable, like the cold scrutiny of a wild beast that had trespassed on his territory.

His tone was nonchalant and playful, "No need. The Tan family has so many brothers and sisters that they could fight each other. If Chairman Xu wants to find himself a father, I'll have to calculate the generational hierarchy."

Xu Yanzhi: "..."

As soon as Tan Yuchen finished speaking, he was slapped by the old lady, who complained that he had spoken recklessly.

The people around were completely confused. What did they mean by "we'll be family sooner or later"? Who was this girl? Why was her brother looking for her?

Tan Ni said, "Brother Yanzhi, you still haven't told me who she is."

Xu Yanzhi's smile faded slightly, and he said with a hint of doubt, "It seems that on the night of Old Master Shen's birthday celebration on the cruise ship, Miss Shen deliberately pulled a switcheroo to cover up what happened between Yu Chen and this waiter."

His explanation was flawless, unlike his confused tone.

The others looked at each other in bewilderment.

It turns out that green tea is abundant these days. Tan Yuchen's eyes are dark and his smile is forced.

"Chairman Xu seems to have a clear understanding of this."

"I owe this to Jiang Zhou for revealing the information beforehand; otherwise, how would I have had a way to find out?"

Xu Yanzhi's smile faded, and he looked at him with a serious expression. "Young Master, please don't mistake me for someone else this time."

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Goodnight, but I'm getting fat. I'll adjust my sleep schedule and see if I can try early menopause.