Xu Ying complained to Bi Xie for a few more minutes, and while putting on makeup, she said, "Never mind, we're leaving today anyway. My godbrother is almost here. You go wash up first, and we'll go downstairs for breakfast later, then take my godbrother's car to S City."

Bi Xie's eyes flickered, and he replied, "Okay."

An hour later, the two of them came downstairs carrying two suitcases each.

Bi Xie's phone rang. She thought it was Wei Zhaoye calling, but unexpectedly, Jiang Han's name appeared on the screen.

As soon as the call connected, Jiang Han's explosive voice boomed out: "Qin Xiaoxie, I'm back! Pick me up at the airport in three and a half hours. I'll treat you to a feast!"

Xu Ying feigned curiosity and asked, "Who called?"

"classmate".

After saying that, Bi Xie said to Jiang Han, "I won't pick you up. I have something to do. I'm hanging up."

"Hello, Qin Xiaoxie, hello!" Jiang Han stared blankly at the phone that had been hung up. After a while, he dialed back, but no one answered.

Several well-dressed young men stood at the security checkpoint and waved to Jiang Han: "Young Master Jiang, who are you calling? We're about to board the plane."

Jiang Han grunted in annoyance and quickly typed a message on WeChat: "Brother, Qin Xiaoxie isn't answering my calls. What's going on? Are you two together? If not, go check on her. She was followed last time. Don't let anything happen to her!"

...

Inside the Wei Group's office building, Wei Zhaoye's phone vibrated on his desk.

Several bodyguards held down the weeping Wei Yongjie, waiting expressionlessly for Wei Zhaoye to give the order.

"Ah Ye, I was wrong. Please forgive your father. I am also heartbroken by your mother's death, but she is dead and cannot be brought back to life. I know I was wrong. I was blinded by that bitch before. Now I just want to love you well and make up for all the mistakes I made..."

Wei Yongjie twisted his body, his face filled with sorrow, "Aye, Aye, I'm your father! You can't treat me the way you treat others. Dad really knows he was wrong, please give Dad another chance—"

Wei Zhaoye stared indifferently at the person who kept begging for mercy, his face devoid of any extra emotion, as if the person in front of him had no blood relation whatsoever.

"Where is Shen Meisha?" he asked calmly.

Wei Yongjie paused for a moment, then his face twisted as he said, "Ah Ye, are you looking for this bitch too? This bitch stole my cards and a lot of cash. I'm looking for her too, but I haven't found her yet!"

"Weren't you two supposed to be inseparable, even unto death? Don't you know where she went?" Wei Zhaoye said expressionlessly.

The voice was calm and even, yet it was more terrifying than seeing him in a fit of rage.

Wei Yongjie shuddered. He didn't know when it had started, but he had become somewhat afraid of his son.

"Ah Ye, I really don't know where Shen Meisha went. I don't love her at all anymore. I regretted it ever since your mother died. It was that bitch who encouraged me to get a divorce. I was blinded by greed, and that's why your mother couldn't think straight..."

"So, it's all Shin Mi-sa's fault?"

Cold sweat beaded on Wei Yongjie's forehead: "No, Dad was wrong too, Aye, Dad was wrong too, Dad begs you, please don't lock Dad in that mental hospital, Dad begs you."

Knock knock knock.