"Excuse me, sir, is there something wrong?"

  The man in front of him suddenly became cold and stern, and Bai Guan's family trembled with fear as he asked.

  Mo Chen Yu still stood there, like a sculpture, but the aura on his body was suffocating and made people breathless.

  "Sir..."

  "Go."

  The man closed his eyes and in a low, ominous voice said, "Get the surveillance footage of this afternoon's traffic out, find out who kidnapped Yi Qianfan."

  "Yes!"

  The white-clothed family was overjoyed as if they had been granted a great amnesty and hastily went downstairs.

  Mo Xian sat down in the boss chair of the study, his eyes fixed intently on the three MSF symbols on the paper.

  Unlike those characters, these three English letters are handwritten.

  His parents passed away early, and every time he finished an exam and brought the test paper back home, it was that woman who personally wrote down the three letters "MSF" and then rubbed his head, saying "Okay, this is the parental signature!"

  At that time he was still young and always muttered, "The teacher said to write Chinese names, cannot be abbreviated."

  For this, she also personally went to the school to find his head teacher and said, "I am her sister, so I cannot replace my parents' signature. Writing a symbol represents that he really took it seriously and showed it to me. I hope the teacher understands."

  After she left, the head teacher specially found him to talk and praised her, "She is a sister with very special ideas."

  Mo Chen closed his eyes.

  It's been thirteen years.

  She has been dead for thirteen years. In City A, there are only a handful of people who know her name, and even fewer who know that she liked to sign her name this way.

  The man grasped the white paper in his hand.

  Whether it's someone else imitating her handwriting and tone, or...

  He must get to the bottom of this!

  The Bai family's handling of affairs is particularly efficient.

  The sky was still dark when he knocked on the door of the study room, "Sir, the investigation is done."

  "The car that kidnapped Yi Qianfan was the car of the Wen family, a famous family in the west of the city. Among the people who kidnapped Yi Qianfan, there were several personal bodyguards of Miss Wen Zhi Nuan, the young lady of the Wen family."

  Mo Chen raised an eyebrow coldly, "The Wen family?"

  "Right."

  Bai Guang's family wiped the sweat from his forehead, "This result is also quite unexpected for me, because Wen's family has been nonexistent in recent years."

  "To make it clear, I investigated the Wen family for three generations. The only connection between our families is that decades ago, our old master had an improper relationship with a woman from the Wen family after getting drunk..."

  Mo Chen Yu: "......"

  The old man still has such romantic affairs?

  "But..."

  The white-clothed gentleman coughed lightly and said, "This Miss Wen Zhi's appearance..."

  Mo Chenyun furrowed his brow and took a stack of photos from him.

  The man's deep eyes touched the woman in the photo and paused for a moment!

  He could hardly believe his eyes.

  A moment later, his hands began to tremble slightly as he quickly flipped through the photos in his hand one by one.

  Every single one, every angle, exactly the same!

  His heart was almost jumping out of his chest cavity.

  Exactly the same! Exactly the same!

  Even after thirteen years had passed, he could still clearly remember the woman's appearance, every detail on her face.

  That's his own sister with the same blood flowing through her veins!

  He heard his own voice trembling with excitement, "How old is this warm and gentle one?"

  Bai Guang's head sank down and he replied in a low voice, "According to the information, she is only nineteen years old."

  The man's face, drawn with cold and stern lines, suddenly stiffened.

  He almost unbelievably lifted his head, "Nineteen years old?"

  "Right."

  The housekeeper pursed her lips, "According to the existing data, this warm and gentle young lady is indeed nineteen years old."

  It was probably guessed that Mo Chenyu would react this way, so the butler lowered his head and said, "I also asked relevant experts, and they said that if a woman takes good care of herself, looking ten years younger than her actual age is normal."

  If Mo Fu Song were still alive, he would be twenty-nine years old now.

  Mo Chen closed his eyes and let out a bitter laugh, "Rather than hoping she's that person, it's better to investigate thoroughly. Was she born this way or did she undergo plastic surgery?"

  The butler was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll go check right away."

  "Invite this warm and gentle lady out for a date."

  Mo Chen lowered his head, looking at the photo on the table, a cold smile rising to his lips. "They brazenly used the Wen family's car to kidnap Yi Qianfan and even let her personal bodyguard appear."

  "I think Miss Wen probably wants to meet me."

  "Yes."

  After Bai Guangjia left, Mo Chenyu was alone in the study again, flipping through those photos repeatedly.

  Faintly, some artificial traces can be found on this warm and gentle girl's face.

  He sneered and the heart that was originally excited thinking she was still alive slowly sank down.

  He actually wanted to figure out who was playing this boring game with him.

  But anyway, the person who made Wen know warm and whole again is definitely much stronger than Mo Dongze.

  At least, he thought of attacking from the weak point under his opponent's ink domain.

  ————

  It's probably because she has been sleeping a lot these past few days, but Su Xiao Ning surprisingly woke up at over 5 o'clock this morning.

  She yawned and habitually wanted to snuggle into the man's arms.

  Keshenzi rolled over on the bed but couldn't find Mo Chenyuan's body.

  She got out of bed and took a look at the time, drowsily pushing open the door to the study room, "Husband, why are you still not asleep?"

  At that time, Mo Chen was still looking at those few photos.

  Seeing her coming, the man put down the photo and stood up from his chair, "You're awake so early?"

  She puckered up her mouth and said, "Uh-huh."

  He took a glance at the time, "Still early, sleep for a while longer?"

  "No, I'm already awake."

  "Want to sleep with me for a while?"

  The girl pouted her lips, "Okay..."

  He took her out with his arm around her.

  In the instant she turned around, she subconsciously glanced at her office desk.

  On the table, there were several very beautiful women's photos.

  She dazedly snuggled into his arms, her voice half teasing and half playful, "You were looking at other women behind my back?"

  Mo Chenyuan smiled and raised his hand to pinch her face, "Is that so? I stayed up all night watching other women, is Mrs. Mo jealous?"

  Su Xiao Ning reached out and hugged his sturdy waist, "I'm not jealous at all, vinegar is too sour..."

  I like eating sugar, it's sweet!

  Her pure voice and eyes made him unable to help but pick her up, kissing her face again and again. "Guess what I like to eat?"

  Su Xiao Ning pouted and thought for a moment, "You like to eat vinegar."

  "Not true."

  He gently laid her down on the bed, letting her rest her head on his arm.

  "What do you like to eat?"

  He smiled lightly and kissed her lips, "I like eating you."