Soon, the boss called back, "Young Master Yan, the young master was brought to the company's collection point at around 1 a.m. last night by a man who looked to be in his thirties, and the man paid for the young master's food, lodging, transportation, and other expenses on the spot."
Yan Han's heart skipped a beat. A man in his thirties?
Who could it be? Xing Bailun?
Yan Han didn't understand why he thought of Xing Bailun first. Clearly, for the past five years, his people had been closely monitoring the words and actions of Xing Bailun and the other three. He would definitely receive the news immediately if they made any move.
"I want to see the surveillance footage from that time!"
Yan Shao was eager to find out who the man was. A glimmer of hope rose in his heart; perhaps this would be a crucial breakthrough in finding Zhu Qianying.
The surveillance footage showed a tall, well-built man wearing large sunglasses. He appeared to be in his early thirties. Although his face was not visible, his thin lips, high nose, and general facial features suggested he was an extremely handsome man.
This man was neither one of the two young masters of the Ji family, nor Xing Bailun or any of the others. In fact, Yan Han was certain that he did not know this man at all.
The surveillance footage also shows that the little guy and the man seemed to be quite familiar with each other. The man held the little guy's hand with one hand and dragged some luggage into the room with the other. During this time, the little guy looked up at the man and smiled several times.
That handsome little face was incredibly cute when he smiled, but Yan Han had never seen the little guy smile in person.
Now, watching the intimate interaction between the man and the little one on the screen, she felt extremely jealous.
He's clearly Yanhan's son, so why is he smiling at a complete stranger?!
But who exactly is this man? Could it be that he is Zhu Qianying's...?
No, impossible!
Yan Shao forcefully suppressed this terrible assumption.
She is still his wife, Yanhan. What right does she have to get involved with other men?
Yan Han grew increasingly angry as he looked at the document; his stomach ached and his mouth tasted bitter. He picked up the phone and dialed the sender's number on the document sent by the boss.
As Yan Han dialed the number, he considered how to give the man a good beating so that the other man would realize that his wife and son were his!
It has nothing to do with him, a completely unrelated man!
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently switched off." A cold, mechanical voice came from the receiver.
Yan Han tried pulling the tweezers several more times, but received the same response each time.
He was very unwilling to give up, so he made a phone call to have someone check the phone number.
The other party quickly replied, "Young Master Yan, this number was newly opened in D City yesterday. There is only one call record, which was made by Xingbao Express in this city at noon today."
So, this number was only opened to confirm that the little one was delivered safely!
And all of this was probably premeditated and planned by Zhu Qianying!
The purpose was to confuse him and prevent him from tracking her whereabouts.
Ha, Zhu Qianying, you're quite cautious too.
But do you really think that this will stop me from investigating? Aren't you underestimating me?!
Yan Han had been searching for Zhu Qianying for five years, and now that he had finally found some clues, he certainly wouldn't let them go easily.
He dialed Qin Xiu's number and asked him to immediately check all the records of airlines and high-speed trains during this period. He also arranged for the Tong family to keep a close eye on the situation in D City and sent them the clearest screenshot of the man from the surveillance footage.
After arranging all this, Yan Han was about to go upstairs to see the little guy when he looked up and saw the little guy standing at the top of the stairs, holding the handrail and watching him come down silently.
"Son, are you awake?"
Yan Han got up and went to greet him, but the little guy ignored him completely, pursed his lips, and strode coolly down the stairs.
If he hadn't heard the little guy speak in person at the company at noon, and he was quite articulate, he would have definitely suspected that his precious son was mute!
Yan Han's long legs allowed the little guy to walk halfway down the stairs while holding onto the handrail. Just then, Yan Han reached the middle of the stairs, reached out his long arms, and scooped the little guy into his arms.
A refreshing scent wafted into his nose, and Yan Han couldn't help but rub his nose against the little guy's rosy cheeks as he slept.
"Son, have you washed up?" I didn't expect this kid to be so self-reliant.
However, thinking about it, it makes sense. Zhu Qianying is a very independent person, so her son is unlikely to be a good-for-nothing.
Yan Han can be 100% certain of this!
The little guy blinked his big, dark eyes, which was a kind of affirmative answer.
Yan Han sighed inwardly. How long was this brat planning to pretend to be mute?
Feeling puzzled and frustrated, Yan Han had no reason to lash out at the brat, after all, he was in the wrong with the mother and son!
Uncle Hai, who had been keeping a close eye on things at home, rushed over when he heard the commotion. He had been curious all afternoon and wanted to find out the true nature of his young master.
Upon seeing this, they were filled with surprise and delight once again.
"Wow, young master, you look exactly like your daddy!"
The little guy looked at Uncle Hai intently with his bright black eyes, then called out to him in a clear, crisp voice, "Grandpa Hai!"
His shout brought tears to Uncle Hai's eyes!
"Oh! Good boy, young master is such a good boy!"
Uncle Hai was so excited that his hands trembled. He hurriedly wiped away the hot tears from the corners of his eyes with one hand and reached out with the other, wanting to touch the young master's face!
Little did he know that the young master's address of "Grandpa Hai" almost made his young master vomit blood!
"Son, call me Daddy!"
Yan Han's eyes reddened with anger. Why was Uncle Hai able to receive such a respectful address, while he, as the father, hadn't even received one?!
Yan Han stared intently at the little guy's cute and innocent face, hoping to hear him call out "Daddy" the next moment!
But the little guy completely ignored him, even turning his face away with an expression of unwillingness to look at him. Then, he twisted his body like a worm and offered his hands to Uncle Hai, saying, "Grandpa Hai!"
It's obvious he wants Uncle Hai to hug him!
The second "Grandpa Hai" made Yan Han grind his teeth in envy.
"Kid, how do you know to call him Grandpa Hai?"
Although he could vaguely foresee that the little guy's answer would definitely not be what he wanted to hear, and might even infuriate him, he still couldn't control his mouth.
This time, the little guy turned to look at him, but the sharp look in his eyes was clearly that of someone looking at an idiot. "Mommy said it!"
Yan Han was so angry that he rolled his eyes and almost died on the spot.
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