These two were Xiao Jun’s great-uncle and his wife.
The eldest son of the Zou family was Old Madam Zou’s pride and joy.
As the old saying goes, seniors are dragons—they bring wealth wherever they turn. Because of excessive doting and indulgence, the eldest son of the Zou family was lazy, idle, and had a heart of stone and a ruthless hand.
And his wife was cut from the same cloth.
Even though Xiao Jun’s parents were not very good at making money, they were hardworking and steadily improving their prospects.
The eldest son of the Zou family and his wife were envious of anyone who had a better life than theirs.
But since they could not scheme against others, they only had the choice to drag Old Madam Zou into schemes against their younger brother’s family to their death.
Xiao Jun’s family didn’t have much to lose, and he felt it wasn’t satisfying enough, now that he had the opportunity to make a significant amount of money, his heart was instantly moved.
His wife was also ruthless at heart.
Hearing him utter such cruel and unscrupulous words, she was not only unafraid but also immediately squinted her eyes and started calculating, "What can be done to make sure there is no risk?"
They recklessly thought of ways to murder their own nephew, unaware that Erhu, following Shen Ci’s and Meng Chuyue’s orders, had placed several recording pens in the room.
Shen Ci and Meng Chuyue had done this because there were too many people in the Zou family; they wanted to know if Xiao Jun’s disappearance was related to these people.
An hour later, Erhu delivered the recording to Meng Chuyue’s hands.
Having listened to the recording, both were uncontrollably furious.
Shen Ci immediately dispatched five people to watch over Xiao Jun’s house nearby, worried that Xiao Jun might be "taken out" by his "relatives" if he returned home.
Latter, Shen Ci and Meng Chuyue went to Meng Jinhua’s home to ask Meng Yajun about the situation.
Meng Jinhua answered the door, surprised to see the two of them. He wanted to lose his temper but, recalling that both were not to be offended, he held back and asked awkwardly, "What brings you here?"
Meng Chuyue responded indifferently, "We are here to ask Meng Yajun about something, is he in?"
Whether Meng Yajun didn’t attend the tutoring class today on purpose was unknown.
Meng Jinhua, unaware of the incidents involving Han Muyang and Xiao Jun, assumed that Meng Chuyue and Shen Ci were here about academic matters and let them in without much concern.
He then called out loudly, "Yajun, Meng Chuyue is here looking for you."
After more than a minute, Meng Yajun responded from inside the house, "Oh."
Another minute passed before he came out, neatly dressed, and took the initiative to say, "I’ve got a bit of a cold today and a terrible headache, so I didn’t go to the tutoring class. What is it that you want with me?"
Seeing no panic in his eyes, Meng Chuyue understood that the incidents involving Han Muyang and Xiao Jun probably did not involve him but still informed him, "Xiao Jun has gone missing, and we came to ask you if you’ve seen him today."
Meng Yajun rubbed his chin in confusion and shook his head, "Haven’t seen him, I didn’t go out at all today."
"Alright, then we won’t disturb your rest anymore."
Having confirmed that the incident had nothing to do with Meng Yajun, Shen Ci and Meng Chuyue did not want to waste more time there and promptly left.
Just as they were getting downstairs, Meng Chuyue’s phone rang.
It was Han Zheng calling.
He had just secretly fed Han Muyang the "superpower egg" liquid.
As expected, Han Muyang immediately woke up and promptly described his ordeal to Han Zheng.
"It’s related to Meng Yuzhu."
"A few days ago, she went to the tutoring class to ask Meng Yajun for one hundred yuan. Although Meng Yajun clearly had more than one hundred yuan, he was willing to lend her only fifty, and it made her cry."
"When I was comforting her, she started crying and asked to borrow from me, saying that the money was for a matter of life and death. Such a dire plea made me think life was at stake, so I lent her the fifty yuan since I could spare it."
"Last night, or rather the night before, after Xiao Jun and I had dinner at Xiao Jun’s house, we encountered her on the way back. She stopped me, paid back the fifty yuan, and then suddenly burst into tears. We were at a loss when a few unfamiliar youths approached..."