Zhou Yun picked up the hair and examined it closely under the light. It was a short, curly hair. Zhou Yun had long hair, and the only housekeeper in the family, Sun Xiulan, also had long hair. There wasn't a single woman in the family with curly hair.
Where did this curly hair come from?
Zhou Yun called Sun Xiulan in, her expression not good. "After I left today, has Lao Dai brought anyone back?"
Sun Xiulan smiled and said, "I went out to buy groceries this afternoon, so I don't know if anyone came to visit."
Zhou Yun frowned. There were guards patrolling the compound. Even if Dai Xueyi was having affairs outside, he wouldn't dare bring the women home. If he did, with so many neighbors watching, it seemed impossible.
But no one in the family has curly hair.
Zhou Yun stared at the curly hair for a long time until Dai Donglin came home in the evening. Only then did she call her son into the room and tell him about the hair she found on the pillow.
Dai Donglin never imagined that he would be able to interfere in his parents' relationship problems.
Grandpa Dai was upright and selfless. After he finished building his empire, many of his colleagues divorced their wives and remarried young and beautiful women. Grandpa Dai disapproved of such things and maintained a good relationship with his wife.
The Dai family has a good family tradition. Under the guidance of his grandfather, Dai Xueyi believed in the principle of one person for life. In Dai Donglin's memory, Dai Xueyi never had any trouble with any female colleagues. Zhou Yun and Dai Xueyi had always had a good relationship and rarely quarreled.
Who would have thought that at their age, something like this would suddenly happen?
"Mom, besides hair, is there anything else?"
"Mom is missing an earring, her drawers have been touched, and her clothes have been rummaged through. She has a feeling that a woman has been in the house."
"Isn't there a nanny? Did the nanny bring someone back?"
Zhou Yun had considered this possibility, but Sun Xiulan acted very honestly. The security guard also confirmed that Sun Xiulan went out to buy groceries in the afternoon and came back alone with her things, without taking anyone else with her.
"The security guard, Xiao Zhao, said your dad came back once in the afternoon. The driver brought him back, and he was the only one in the car at the time. Xiao Zhao greeted the driver and let the car in."
Are you afraid there's someone else in Dad's car?
Zhou Yun was upset. She had never worried about relationships in her life. At fifty years old, it was impossible for her not to suspect her husband of cheating.
She spent the whole night overthinking, suspecting that Dai Xueyi had hidden someone in his trunk and was taking her home for casual sex. After all, given his rank, it was impossible for him to take someone to a hotel.
Dai Donglin found it amusing. "Mom, what are you thinking? My dad is really messing around. Wouldn't he buy a house outside and go to the woman's place? What kind of place is our compound? There are guards coming and going, and the neighbors are all important people. If someone makes a fuss, everyone else will know. Even if my dad is stupid, he would never bring someone home."
Zhou Yun thought that made sense. "If it's not your dad, how could it be haunted?"
How could there be ghosts in this world?
Dai Donglin was decisive and efficient; the very next day, he found someone to come over. This person was named Jia Si, a retired veteran. He was skilled in martial arts and had not been discharged from the army due to injuries, so Dai Donglin kept him in Beijing to work.
"Donglin, what do you want from me?" Jia Si offered Dai Donglin a cigarette, but Dai Donglin refused.
Dai Donglin recounted the events at home, and Jia Si kept his mouth shut, not asking any questions he shouldn't have.
"You suspect someone is behind this?"
"Whether someone is behind this or not, we'll have to investigate thoroughly to find out. But Jia Si, I have to make this clear to you. No matter what you see, you can't reveal it, especially anything about my old man. Only I can know about it."
Jia Si knew what was important and what wasn't. There was a reason why Dai Donglin valued him: he was ruthless, steady in his work, and tight-lipped. He worked under Dai Donglin for several years before gaining Dai Donglin's trust.
"I know the rules."
Donglin Electric Appliances is opening a branch in Beijing. The location has already been chosen. Dai Donglin has been the one to smooth things over in the early stages. His network is all in Beijing, so opening a store is not difficult for him. The whole process went very smoothly.
The Deyang Electrical Appliance City was handed over to Lao Ma, while the Beijing market was managed by Jia Si. If it weren't for the family troubles, he would have been busy with the opening and renovation of the electrical appliance city, and he wouldn't have needed to bring Jia Si over at this time.
After finishing his business at home, Dai Donglin went to wait for Mi Fei downstairs to look at apartments together.
Mi Fei, wearing a white shirt and tanned dark by the sun, wiped his sweat as he got into the car and said happily, "Brother, turn around and go to the old movie theater. Bring my girlfriend along."
"When did you get a girlfriend? I've never heard you mention it."
“We haven’t been dating for long. I pursued her for a year, but she never agreed to be with me. Not long ago, her boyfriend went abroad to study, so I pressed my luck and won him over. However, she has high standards and never publicly acknowledged me until recently, when she finally gave in, and we are officially together.”
Dai Donglin rolled his eyes. "You're together but you won't admit it? Aren't you just stringing her along? You didn't tell her what your grandfather does, did you?"
“I didn’t say that. I just told her that I was in business and had made some money. She’s a rather aloof person who sees money as dirt and thinks that my business is vulgar. She’s always wanted to change me and wash away the money-grubbing from me.”
Dai Donglin scoffed coldly. "Treat money like dirt? How can a person live without money? If you're truly poor to a certain extent, you'll have to bow down whether you like it or not; how can you still maintain your high-mindedness?"
Dai Donglin had heard Mi Fei mention this woman before, but had never met her. There was still more than an hour before the agreed time to view the house, which was plenty of time. Dai Donglin went to pick up He Xinyan first.
He Xinyan carried a white canvas bag, had long curly hair, was tall and thin, and had a cool and aloof temperament. When she looked at people, her eyes were slightly condescending, giving her an air of superiority.
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