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Bai Ying frowned as she looked at Nalan Chunbo. She spoke in a low voice, “Didn’t I tell you before, not to come over?”
“It was Fourth Elder who asked me to come. You’re also well-aware that some members of the Bai family haven’t been honest these past few years. Not all of the Bai family’s financial affairs have been trustworthy.” Nalan Chunbo smiled. “Wasn’t it me who had previously uncovered several cases of accounting fraud committed by members of the Bai family? Aunt, I owe you a debt of gratitude for raising me, and shall repay your kindness. I understand this much, at least.”
Bai Ying straightened and her gaze fell on Yan Feng, who was standing beside him. “Go and put Master Nalan’s luggage in his room.”
“I’m also quite tired so I’ll go lie down first. Later, I will come over again before the afternoon meeting starts,” Nalan Chunbo said as he got up. “Aunt, give me a call if you need anything. Meanwhile, I will rest first. Yan Feng, help bring my luggage to the room.”
Bai Ying watched as Nalan Chunbo walked up the stairs. After sitting down again, she took a glass of water from the maid.
Nalan Chunbo’s room was located on the second floor.
After Nalan Chunbo opened the door, Yan Feng followed him inside. Nalan Chunbo then calmly closed the door.
At the moment, Gu Juexi, impersonating as Yan Feng, was inspecting the room.
“Don’t worry, there aren’t any monitoring devices,” Nalan Chunbo said as he sat down on the edge of the bed and took out a map from his pocket. “This is the approximate distribution map of the Bai family. You mustn’t go to the wrong place.”
“Why didn’t you give it to me earlier?” Gu Juexi took it with lightning speed. Nalan Chunbo didn’t give this map to Gu Juexi when they were on the plane for more than ten hours, but decided to give him now instead.
“I was told that the God of War, Gu Juexi, could read extremely fast and has a photographic memory. So does it matter if it was given to you now or earlier?” Nalan Chunbo revealed an impish grin–mischievous just like the person that he was.
Gu Juexi looked down at the hand-painted portrait, and then raised his head to meet Nalan Chunbo’s gaze. “Did you paint this?”
“Don’t joke with me.”
“It is indeed a joke; even Xicheng can paint better than you,” Gu Juexi remarked with unrestrained criticism. In front of others, Gu Juexi never held back praises for his son.
Nalan Chunbo was speechless.
Why hadn’t anyone poisoned this person yet to make him mute?
“Yan Feng should have already briefed you on the basics. Given that Yan Feng is Aunt’s subordinate, the elders remain wary of him. When you face the elders, please do not speak rashly. Really, if you don’t want to die, don’t speak rashly. If you don’t know what to say, just play dumb.”
Gu Juexi’s mouth opened slightly. He was about to say something but eventually swallowed his words.
“Logically speaking, since they despise Ye Shu, why do they still keep you?” Gu Juexi took the map and burned it to ashes, clearly having memorized it.
“My aunt took me in. When I was just a teenager, my uncle disappeared. After that, Aunt proclaimed that Uncle was killed by her. Even if Cheng Jie was imprisoning Uncle at that time, he did not dare to speak out against Aunt’s claim. I was raised by my aunt and uncle. As my uncle is already dead and that I have some minor achievements in the field of mathematics, my aunt conveniently used that to let me stay. Throughout these years, I have uncovered quite a number of fraudulent accounts for the Bai family. So at the moment, they have yet to suspect me.”
While he was listening to Nalan Chunbo’s story, Gu Juexi sneered and walked to stand beside the window. Pulling back the curtain, he glanced outside.
Seeing that there were so many people who came today, the Bai family’s estate was a lot bigger than he had expected.
“Has Qian Yikun arrived?” Gu Juexi asked, still looking outside.