Tang Yuyan was startled for a moment.
In her mind, she thought of that dream, the little girl who kept calling for her mom.
"I often have a dream where there’s a girl named ’Weiwei,’ but I don’t know who she is."
Upon hearing this, the man’s expression grew solemn.
Weiwei might just be a nickname, and there are probably not a few girls named ’Weiwei’ in Jingcheng.
"What’s her last name?"
Tang Yuyan shook her head, "I don’t know."
The man hesitated for a few seconds, then stood up. "I’ll try to investigate. How can I contact you if there’s any news?"
Then, Tang Yuyan took out a piece of paper, "Here are my contact details. If you can’t find her, below is also my home address."
Taking the paper, the man turned and left.
Tang Yuyan sat in her original seat, lost in thought.
Too much had happened at home recently; it wasn’t suitable for Mingchuan to continue investigating her matters from over a decade ago. But for her former self, it was always a mystery. Without unraveling this puzzle, she couldn’t escape that dream.
This private detective was recommended by Mrs. Huo, who said that even if many years had passed, there was a chance of finding clues as long as they were approached.
With a try-and-see attitude, she sought out the organization, even though the fees were somewhat high.
As she reflected, suddenly a familiar voice rang out.
Tang Yuyan turned her head and was somewhat surprised to see Gu Qiangwei.
"Qiangwei? What are you doing here?" She stood up, looked around, and saw she seemed to be alone.
Gu Qiangwei smiled slightly, "I came here to eat. What about you?"
Tang Yuyan also smiled, "I had some matters, had arranged to meet someone here."
Gu Qiangwei uttered an ’Oh’ and did not say anything further.
At that moment, a phone ringtone sounded.
Glancing at the caller ID, it was a call from a colleague.
"Aunt Tang, I need to get to work now; we’ll talk next time."
"Sure, go ahead," Tang Yuyan said softly.
Watching her silhouette heading toward the restaurant’s entrance, Tang Yuyan, for some reason, suddenly paused in place.
Shortly after, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the private detective’s number she had just spoken to.
"If you really can’t find any leads, help me investigate someone."
"Gu Qiangwei." Tang Yuyan’s gaze was fixed on the disappearing silhouette of Gu Qiangwei. "Check for me if I, from the car accident twelve years ago, have any connection with Gu Qiangwei."
She had an indescribable feeling in her heart. The girl in the dream was called Weiwei, and Qiangwei’s name also contained the character ’Wei.’
Did she and Qiangwei have any kind of connection twelve years ago?
But if there was a connection, what kind of relationship could it be?
Mingchuan had said that her previous family was destroyed, with almost no relatives or friends left.
As for Qiangwei, heard to be one of the Gu Family, there shouldn’t be any connection with her, right?
It seemed she was overthinking.
Regaining focus, she stopped her wild speculation, picked up her bag, and left the restaurant.
As she walked out and was about to get into her car, suddenly a familiar figure caught her eye.
She stopped opening the car door and stared blankly at the figure of Nangong Feifei looking around nervously not far away.
Her demeanor was clearly off.
Tang Yuyan did not get into her car but followed the figure.
But when she reached a small alley, Nangong Feifei’s figure had disappeared.