On the way back to the Su Family, Yan Wuxu managed to squeeze out a smile, "It seems fortune-telling is rather accurate after all. Wolong Mountain was indeed to the south, and with our chaotic fumbling around, we unexpectedly found the right approach."
Han Fang drove onto the highway, finally relaxing his tense nerves. The previous journey to Wolong Mountain, with its winding roads and several gloomy tunnels, indeed kept him on edge. He too joined in the conversation, "Then tomorrow we’ll go to the Wen family to retrieve the item. Having someone else take care of our treasure for over ten years, it’s better to move it back sooner rather than later."
The two of them grew increasingly enthusiastic as they talked, "It really was the right decision to come. What was left by the Qiao Family, the Su family has no right to question. Storing it at Su Bi Auction House even saved us a substantial amount of money."
"Don’t forget, who is currently in charge of the Wen family?" Su Ziceng, who had just managed to sort out the affairs of Ye Taina, Mussen, and Qiao Chu, heard the whispers in the car and couldn’t help pouring a bucket of cold water on them.
"Senior Sister Wen... Miss Wen, she probably wouldn’t take possession of someone else’s things and not return them," Yan Wuxu said, following the old habit of using polite language when talking about Wen Maixue. Then remembering his own status today, as a senior relative of Wen Maixue, he quickly corrected himself.
"We still need to see the person herself to know for sure. It would be best to find Old Master Wen, but it’s probably not easy to meet Old Master Wen," Su Ziceng also hoped that she was just being overly suspicious. She had only seen Old Master Wen once in public, a kind-looking old man with partly white hair, who spoke with a demeanor that was both amiable and affable.
After arriving at the Su Family, they saw Chang Mei just picking up Chang Chi. Her face showed the signs of an impending storm. Seeing Su Ziceng and the others, she slammed the car door forcefully and led Chang Chi inside.
In the dining room, there was no sign of dinner being prepared yet. Yan Wuxu’s face darkened further—Su Qingzhang had not come back again tonight.
While Su Ziceng and Yan Wuxu were having dinner, a loud thud was heard upstairs, followed by the furious yelling of Chang Mei: "Get the hell out." With a handbag in hand, Chang Chi ran downstairs, tears not yet dried on her face, and gave Su Ziceng a resentful glance before rushing out.
Chang Mei was so angry that night that she suffered chest pains and didn’t come down for dinner. Su Ziceng and Yan Wuxu, on the other hand, felt particularly satisfied with their meal. After eating, they enjoyed some fruit before each returned to their rooms.
Chang Chi, driving a black Ferrari, disregarded the traffic light at the junction and sped straight to the Hang Family’s villa. Daquan University had just finished the final exams this afternoon. Due to consecutive days of studying, Chang Chi hadn’t seen Hang Yishao and felt something was amiss. Just as the exams ended and she planned to confront him, she was unexpectedly intercepted by Chang Mei, who had been waiting outside.
The mother and daughter had an argument in front of the crowds at the university. A few days earlier, when Chang Chi thought her relationship with Hang Yishao was confirmed, she reluctantly told Chang Mei and pleaded for her assistance in discussing the matter with the Hang Family.
Chang Mei and Hang’s mother hardly had any relationship to begin with, and this time she could only warm her face against their cold asses. She awkwardly brought up the subject, only to be met with deflection from Hang’s mother, claiming it was the younger generation’s business, and Yishao was still young and naive. After his injury, he had begun to focus on business, and the issue of marriage could wait for several more years.
Such politely worded refusals were clear to someone as sharp as Chang Mei. After such a snub, she dared not insist further, only advising Chang Chi to hold back her emotions and not end up being completely used by Hang Yishao, losing both love and wealth.
At that time, Chang Chi was deeply infatuated with Hang Yishao, blinded by passion. She was fixated on sticking to Hang Yishao. When Chang Mei’s advice failed, she ended up slapping Chang Chi in public. In front of hundreds of eyes, Chang Chi felt as if she were stripped bare, standing exposed, and driven by anger, she returned home, packed her bags, and ran away.
The Hang’s villa was dimly lit with scattered lights. The gatekeeper, upon seeing the unfamiliar vehicle, dared not open the gate recklessly, and after a few questions, was instead verbally assaulted by the furiously burning Chang Chi.
Talk about bad timing—both Hang’s father and mother were out socializing that night, leaving only Hang Yishao and a female companion he had recently met at home.