"Xiao Yu, don’t misunderstand, Juanyan might have just gone to meet an ordinary friend,"
Chi Ying felt her headache starting again as she pondered how to explain the situation.
Nan Yu finished her chicken soup and smiled faintly, "Grandma, I understand. Let him be busy with his matters."
Chi Ying looked at the injuries on Nan Yu’s hands and thought about how she had narrowly escaped death last night. Today, not only had her husband ignored her, but he had also gone to see another woman.
For a moment, she felt resentful toward her own grandson.
"Xiao Yu, when he comes back, I will teach him a lesson and make him explain himself. For now, the most important thing is for you to recover. Let’s have dinner first,"
Nan Yu obediently nodded, "Okay."
After dinner, using rest as a reason, Nan Yu entered the room Chi Ying had arranged for her.
As soon as she entered, Chi Ying immediately said to Xu Qi, "Call Xia Xing and ask him to report to me Juanyan’s itinerary in City C over the past few days."
"I want to see who this woman he has been searching for all these years is, and what makes him so unable to forget her!"
"Yes, Madam," Xu Qi replied.
As soon as Nan Yu entered the room, she opened the WeChat app from Z and sent him a message.
[Any results yet?]
After ten minutes, he replied.
[Boss, there was a problem. Someone sabotaged your DNA test results and also traced my location.]
Nan Yu’s heart tightened suddenly, and she immediately called him.
"What happened?"
Z spoke in a hushed voice, accompanied by the noisy wind, "Boss, yesterday someone traced my location through the hospital and destroyed all the samples I had sent for testing. They also maliciously sabotaged and deleted all the data on my computer."
"Moreover, another group extracted your information from my computer. Boss, I suspect they will soon trace your location."
Nan Yu pressed her lips tightly, her expression darkening.
"Have you left City C?"
Z swallowed hard, lowering his voice to a whisper that only the two of them could hear.
"I’ve left. I plan to disappear for a while. Once they can’t trace me anymore, I’ll come out."
Nan Yu spoke sternly, "During this time, take good care of yourself and don’t show up. I’ll erase all your traces to ensure the organization’s people can’t find you."
"Boss, take care of yourself and be very careful," Z responded.
After hanging up, Nan Yu thought for a moment, then sent a message to Song Yingqing.
[Yingqing, come pick me up here in two hours.]
She then sent the Huo Mansion’s address.
Song Yingqing replied promptly.
[OK.]
Meanwhile, elsewhere,
Clad in black clothes and a mask covering his face, Z stood by the roadside as countless cars passed overhead.
He bowed his head, his slender fingers rapidly formatting his phone, erasing all the data cleanly.
He then dismantled the phone, pulling out the SIM card.
He snapped it in two and threw it out of the vehicle.
Lastly, he swung a prepared brick, smashing it down on the phone.
Bang!
Bang bang!
...
Smashing it into pieces.
Only then did he feel at ease as he buried it bit by bit in numerous deep holes.
Having finished everything,
Z cocked his head toward the heavy night looming in the distance. At the end of the road, a massive truck was slowly approaching.
When the truck reached him, it stopped.
Z pulled out a document from the black backpack he was carrying and handed it to the truck driver.
"This is what the boss requested. Hand it over to her," he said.
The truck started again.
Its lights flickering, it moved further and further away.
Z pulled his hat down lower, slinging the bag over one shoulder and striding his long legs toward the deep mountains.
The black figure gradually merged with the night until it completely disappeared.