Uncle Shen pointed to the nanny, Aunt Zhang: "I just got back too. Aunt Zhang said that Xiao Yan went out after dinner."
"He's gone out again? That child!" Father Shen frowned. "What's wrong with him lately? He's always running around outside."
Aunt Zhang said cautiously, "The homeroom teacher called today and said that Xiaoyan hasn't been to school for several days."
Shen's father's face turned even uglier.
He turned to his uncle: "Brother, it seems Xiao Yan is really in trouble! I need to find him! Do you have that girl's address?"
Uncle Shen quickly reassured him, "Don't worry, you must be tired from the journey. Take a rest first."
"Given the current situation, how can I rest? I must find him immediately and ask him what he's up to!"
Uncle Shen knew that his younger brother also had a short temper, and the more he tried to stop him, the more anxious he became, so he took out a note from his bag.
"That girl rented a place outside, and Xiaoyan is probably staying with her. I'll give you the address now."
Mr. Shen took the address, stared at it for a long time without saying a word, and then turned and left.
"When you get there, speak calmly and don't be impatient. Xiao Yan responds better to gentle persuasion than force," Uncle Shen instructed him from behind.
“I know,” Mr. Shen replied casually.
Uncle Shen, however, was still worried.
The father and son had never gotten along, and they started fighting after exchanging only a few words.
He gave the nanny some instructions and quickly chased after her.
When Shen's father stormed into Ye Linchen's rented apartment, Ye Linchen and three others were sitting around a table, practicing their English listening skills.
Upon hearing the knock on the door, everyone stopped practicing and looked up.
Feng Linlin asked curiously, "Who would come at this time?"
All three of them looked at Ye Linchen.
Lin Xiaojuan guessed, "Could it be your mother again?"
It seemed that there was no one else besides her.
Ye Linchen stood up: "I'll go check on things. You guys continue."
She opened the door and saw a tall, stern-faced middle-aged man standing outside.
This person has deep, strong features, yet there's a sense of familiarity about him, as if I've seen him somewhere before.
But I just can't remember.
"Who are you looking for?" Ye Linchen asked politely.
The man stared sharply at Ye Linchen, his tone unfriendly: "Is Shen Yanlin here?"
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