As Yu Wan stepped into the villa, a gust of cold wind suddenly swept over her, followed by being pulled into a warm and generous embrace.
“Daughter, I thought I would never see you again.” Yu Jianguo’s eyes reddened, and he choked out, “I was wrong. I shouldn’t have sent you abroad, which almost caused us to be separated forever.”
Yu Wan: "..."
Tang Yue: "..."
Villa servant: "..."
The emotion that had just welled up in her chest vanished instantly. Yu Wan pressed her temples and said, "I'm fine, it's Tang Yue who's in trouble."
Yu Jianguo reluctantly released her, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the handsome man standing by the door. His gaze was initially filled with habitual dislike, but then it fell on the arm that was fixed to his chest. A sense of guilt and deep affirmation rose in his heart.
Tsk...
The master is right, Tang Yue is Wanwan's benefactor, able to help her ward off disasters and difficulties!
Tang Yue felt that Yu Jianguo's gaze was a little strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Xiao Yue, right? Come in quickly. I specially ordered the chef to make you some bone broth. I guarantee you'll be better in half a month." Yu Jianguo patted his chest and said with a smile, looking very kind and approachable. Hehe, as long as I take good care of him, my daughter will definitely live to be a hundred!
Tang Yue became increasingly vigilant, and the eerie feeling intensified.
He paused for a moment, then turned to Yu Wan for help, asking with his eyes: What's wrong with your dad?
Yu Wan pursed her lips and smiled.
He's using you as his lucky charm!
Can you even say that?
Obviously not.
It's all the fault of this stupid system.
[...] Peace, the professional scapegoat, looked utterly desperate.
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Dinner was very lavish. Apart from the bone broth that had been simmering for over ten hours, all the other dishes were prepared according to Yu Wan's taste. Although there are many delicious foods abroad, they can never compare to those in China.
Before she knew it, Yu Wan had eaten a bit too much. She leaned lazily against the sofa, her feet propped up on the coffee table, her posture completely unseemly.
Tang Yue stood close to her, rubbing her stomach with his uninjured left hand, occasionally glancing at the documents in Yu Wan's hand.
If Yu Jianguo were there, he'd probably be furious enough to die on the spot, because his little cabbage was being openly rooted up by the pig. Unfortunately, he'd been urgently summoned by several phone calls half an hour earlier, and had to return to the hospital feigning illness in frustration. Anyway, all this information was left behind by him.
Zhang Meng's son just underwent surgery and is currently under observation at the city's No. 1 Hospital. One million yuan has been paid for hospitalization, leaving one million yuan in his account. He had made ample preparations, specifically bringing his cousin from the countryside to the city to care for the child, and drafting a foster care agreement two weeks ago.
The person he was in contact with was clever; he used a temporary phone card with a signal that showed the area was a slum in the south of the city, where all sorts of people lived, from all walks of life.
The trail ends here.
Yu Wan opened another document in her hand, given to her by Tang Yue before boarding the plane. It was more detailed than the one Yu Jianguo had. Every single event from Zhang Meng's birth to the present was meticulously presented on the A4 paper. In particular, information searched on the internet, things posted, and pictures viewed could all be tracked and restored as long as cookies existed.
However, Tang Yue obtained such detailed information only through the permission of that background, and the means were legitimate and fully in line with the core socialist values.
According to the information, Zhang Meng once asked for help in a group about "how to make money quickly". A person with the online name "God of Wealth" helped him make the connection, which led to the completion of this transaction.
Although Zhang Meng had deleted the discussion group, it didn't stop Tang Yue. Following the clues, he found the "God of Wealth" and quickly identified the trading partner as Shang Feng.
Yu Wan frowned.
Shang Feng's business has turned white, but he still has many connections in that field. Having been repeatedly humiliated by Yu Wan, it's entirely possible he'd resort to violence. But the question is, how did that bastard know she'd be at Pier 39 at that time?
Yu Wan closed her eyes, raised her hand to block out the light, and continued to ponder.
The trip to California was entirely impromptu, without any planning, and even Old Man Yu didn't know her exact location.
The only thing that gave her away was that she saw a beautiful sunset that evening and casually took a picture, sending it to Old Man Yu. If Old Man Yu inadvertently revealed the news while "showing off his daughter," then someone who knew the news must have been involved in this incident.
That day, Old Man Yu was holding a meeting with a group of high-ranking officials. Based on her understanding of Old Man Yu, she knew he would definitely show off in public.
In other words...
A traitor has appeared in the Yu Group!
What benefits would the other party receive?
She was seriously injured and stranded abroad. Old Man Yu was bound to be thrown into chaos, unable to take care of the company, causing the stock price to plummet and internal strife to break out... Who or what company would benefit the most?
Yu Wan suddenly sat up.
Surrounded by wolves and tigers, beset by internal and external troubles.
The Yu Group was not as stable as she had imagined.
"I'll call Old Man Yu." Old Man Yu must be hiding a lot from her; she needs to get some information out of him.
Watching her hurried departure, Tang Yue smiled helplessly. She was indeed very clever; she grasped the key to the matter as soon as the documents were placed in front of her, understanding it instantly.
Once she's become aware of things, he'll guide her gradually in other areas until she truly matures. Even if he's overwhelmed with other commitments later, she'll be capable enough to protect herself and safeguard what she wants to protect.
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.
but.
Tang Yue's eyes darkened, a storm brewing within them.
This matter crossed his bottom line, and he was determined to find the mastermind behind it all. In his search for information, he had inadvertently revealed some of his trump cards to his enemies in the shadows, and now he had to minimize the risks.
He lowered his eyelids, unlocked his phone with his left hand, and started typing.
[You can send packages now.]
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Huang San's real name is Huang Renfeng. Although he is the only son in his family, he ranks third among the younger generation. Apart from the two school bullies, Yu Wan and Meng Shen, all the other younger brothers respectfully call him "Brother Huang San".
At this moment, he sat in a bar with a dozen or so playboys, the noisy music filling his ears. Like a robot, he numbly dismissed the nth person who came to chat him up that night: "I don't know, Sister Yu hasn't contacted me in a long time. Brother Shen went to California overnight, you guys go ask him."
Huang Renfeng took a sip of his drink, feeling frustrated. Just half an hour ago, he was comfortably playing games at home, until he received an anonymous package that required his signature upon delivery. The package contained records of all sorts of things that had happened to him since birth, and most importantly, the outrageous things he had done behind his father's back.
Since being beaten up by Yu Wan in his freshman year and becoming her underling, Huang Renfeng had reformed. When he first saw those documents, he was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.
The person who sent the package asked him to do something: go to a bar and drink away his sorrows, preferably until he was completely drunk.
Huang Renfeng was filled with a series of question marks at the time.
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