Zhang Wenyong was silent for a long time and then nodded.
"Xiao Min, I'm going to talk to him. Where is your courtyard in the capital? I'll come to see you tomorrow at noon."
"I will just tell Mr. Ling that a friend rescued me."
He knew it would be better for Xiaomin not to show up and reveal her identity.
"No. 27, Dongshishi Street, Brother Sanyong, I got the knife back for you, and you also have to take this gun with you!"
Zhang Wenyong looked at the dagger that he had lost and found again, and wiped the dust off the leather scabbard with his hand carefully.
Finally, he reminded her, "Since you saved Ma Hui's life, tell him not to tell others that it was you who saved him, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble for you."
"I will then interrogate Cao Tian and learn from him where Mr. Ling is."
“I think it would be better if fewer people knew about your existence.”
Lian Xiaomin patted his arm: "I know, don't worry... You have to be careful too, I'll wait for you tomorrow."
Zhang Wenyong also put away his gun, nodded, turned and walked towards No. 46 Shijia Hutong.
The person standing alone in the snow watched his figure disappear at the entrance of the alley, but did not leave immediately.
She wanted to make sure that Mr. Ling was not in any danger.
Releasing his mental power and observing the situation over there, after a while, Zhang Wenyong found the house number and stood in front of door No. 46.
It was almost two o'clock in the morning. Everything was quiet and most people were asleep. However, the lights in the yard were on.
In a study room inside, two people were talking.
One of them was a man under fifty, wearing a brown sweater, with a frown on his face, fidgeting, and saying something to another man who was about thirty years old.
"Fenglin, I have a bad feeling. It's so late now. Ma Hui should have come to my place a long time ago, but he still hasn't come. There's no news at all. Could it be..."
The man in the black woolen jacket didn't look much better either, and he looked worried.
"Uncle Ling, if I can't bring Ruoyu back with me this time, I really don't know how my father-in-law and mother-in-law will bear the blow. I didn't expect that Li Huaidong would do such a ruthless thing."
He rubbed his face with both hands, suddenly stood up and said, "I really can't wait any longer, how about I go there..."
Mr. Ling pushed him back into his chair.
"Don't be impulsive. I'll ask Xiao Zhou to go find Ma Hui and see what's going on."
Just when the two were getting extremely anxious, suddenly, there were several knocks on the door in the yard.
The young man was pleasantly surprised and was about to open the door, but was stopped by Mr. Ling again.
"I'll go!"
He put on a cotton jacket and hurried out. Two young men came out from the next room, like bodyguards.
Mr. Ling waved his hand, signaling them not to act rashly, and went over by himself. When he got close to the door, he lowered his voice and asked, "Who is it?"
There was silence outside for a few seconds.
"I'm Zhang Wenyong."
The gate of the courtyard was suddenly pulled open, and Mr. Ling stared at the young man in the military coat in front of him, looking at him carefully!
Suddenly, his nose felt sore, he pulled him in, and bolted the door.
He tried hard to control his excitement and pulled his arm towards the study.
The two bodyguards stood at the door, quietly watching the visitor's actions, and did not go back.
The other person named Fenglin had been waiting there impatiently.
He was pacing back and forth with his hands folded together.
I thought Ma Hui had finally arrived, but suddenly I saw Uncle Ling walk in with a strange young man, with a very surprised expression on his face.
“This… this is…”
Mr. Ling did not answer. He led the person in with one hand and signaled one of the bodyguards to guard outside the door. Then he immediately closed the door tightly and continued to stare at Zhang Wenyong's face with joy.
"Fenglin, based on his appearance, can't you tell who this is?"
"He is...he is Ruoyu! Is this true?!"
Zhang Wenyong looked at the man who grabbed his shoulders, but did not move. He slowly took off his cotton hat and sighed.
"My name is Zhang Wenyong now. You must be Mr. Ling, right? Who is this?"
Mr. Ling quickly introduced: "This is your brother-in-law, Guan Fenglin."
Suddenly, his voice dropped to a low level, and he continued, "He tried every possible means to sneak back from France, and it's been quite a while, hiding in my house. He was so anxious to find you."
"Come on, Ruo... Wenyong, sit down and talk first."
The three of them sat on the sofa over there. Mr. Ling and Guan Fenglin sat on either side of Zhang Wenyong, staring at him excitedly.
"How can you be so sure that the person you are looking for is me?"
Mr. Ling sighed, "You don't know how much you look like your father when he was young! You look exactly like Brother Yunfu from thirty years ago! How could I not be sure?"
Guan Fenglin immediately pulled out two photos from his inner pocket, saying, "Yes... Wenyong, look, I brought photos of your father-in-law and mother-in-law. They took a one-month photo of you when you were still a baby in their arms."
He handed the photo to the other person and was so excited that he shed tears without realizing it.
"I was able to return to the capital from France thanks to that vicious woman Li Yuehe and her brothers. There were so many twists and turns that I can't even begin to describe them all. It was a near-death experience!"
"But now that I've finally found you, it's all worth it if you can come back safely!"
Zhang Wenyong stared at the two photos in his hands. In them was a gentle woman, about thirty years old, with a dignified and beautiful face, holding a baby in her arms.
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