It is Gu Qingcheng's mobile phone ringtone.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng, and Gu Qing Cheng lowered his head while answering the phone.

  "Give me the exact address... Alright, you stay there tonight and I'll go over first thing tomorrow morning."

  Gu Qingcheng hung up his phone and put it aside, then turned to Yang Muxiao.

  "What's wrong?"

  Gu Qingcheng said: "The old man has been found, in a nursing home. I've already arranged for someone to keep an eye on him, and I'll go there tomorrow morning."

  Yang Mo Xiao pursed her lips and looked up at Gu Qing Cheng, "I'll go with you."

  Gu Qingcheng suddenly smiled: "Can you keep up with me? I'm not taking you anyway."

  Yang Furong put down the handbag in her hand on the chair and said, "I'll stay here tonight. Tomorrow morning, whenever you leave, I'll leave too."

  Gu Qingcheng smiled, and now Yang Fuxiao looked at his expression, it was as if she had been stuck on him forever.

  It seems like something said in a huff, but without actually being angry.

  "This diary..."

  Yang Mianxiao's hand was already resting on her diary as she turned to leave, her gaze reluctant to move away.

  Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, "Huh?"

  Yang Fu Xiao carefully chose her words and looked up at Gu Qing Cheng, asking: "I want to take him away, can I?"

  At this moment, Gu Qingcheng's eyes were particularly deep. For a brief moment, Yang Fu Xiao felt as if Xu Mochen was staring at her through Gu Qingcheng's eyes, and the feeling was especially subtle.

  I thought Gu Qingcheng would refuse, but I didn't expect him to agree.

  Gu Qingcheng said: "Okay."

  Yang brushed off the dawn, hesitated for a moment, and smiled: "Thank you."

  ………………

  Yang Fuxiao still had to sleep in her original room. She gave Shen Jiayou a call, but the phone rang for a long time without anyone answering.

  She frowned, Shen Jia-yu had been busy lately, didn't know what he was doing, and every time she saw him come back, his eyebrows were filled with an unmistakable fatigue.

  When Yang Bufei made his third call, Shen Jiayou finally answered the phone.

  "Jia you, shi wo."

  Translation: "My name is Jia You."

  "It's dawn. I won't be back tonight, it's been busy at the company these two days."

  Yang Mu Xiao hadn't even said that he wouldn't be going back tonight when Shen Jia Yu beat him to it.

  "Oh, okay."

  Yang Furong didn't tell Shen Jiayou that she was currently in the Ziying Garden, to avoid bringing unnecessary trouble. Moreover, tomorrow they would be going to the nursing home to find that old man, so there was no need for Shen Jiayou to know either.

  "Take care of your rest, I think you've been too tired lately."

  "Alright," Shen Jia-yu reminded Yang Wu-xiao to take good care of herself and the baby in her belly, "remember that you have a prenatal checkup the day after tomorrow, I might be busy and won't be able to accompany you."

  "It's okay, I'll let Sheng Weiwei or Wei Ting accompany me."

  The phone hung up. Yang Xiao had some doubts.

  She propped up her cheek and gazed at the faint light of a desk lamp in front of her, pursing her lips.

  In fact, Shen Jia-yu not only deceived her in the private detective aspect but also did not cause any harm to her. On the contrary, in the Shen family, Shen Jia-yu still protected and helped her, taking care of her. If it weren't for Shen Jia-yu's help, she would definitely be isolated and helpless, and Shen Jia-jia's rampant ambition could overwhelm her in an instant.

  Yang Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that Shen Jiayou was actually hiding something from her.

  However, this belongs to her own private category, and she is not a voyeur, nor does she need to investigate other people's privacy thoroughly.

  Behind her, the door creaked open and Yang Fuxiao collected her thoughts, turning around to see Gu Qingcheng walking in with a cup of hot milk, placing it on Yang Fuxiao's desk.

  "Has Shen Jia-yu asked for leave?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn, turned his head and said, "What's the point of asking for leave? I'm very free now, I can go wherever I want. Jia You and I have a good relationship, no need for you to stir up trouble here."

  "Have I ever said that you two don't get along?"

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  When talking with Gu Qingcheng, one must always be mindful of the linguistic traps in his words.

  Gu Qingcheng smiled lightly and pushed the milk forward, "Drink it."

  Yang Furong stared at this cup of milk, without making a move.

  "Are you still afraid I'll poison you?"

  Yang Mu Xiao picked up the milk cup and put it directly to his lips, drinking a few mouthfuls before licking the corner of his mouth and saying: "Now if you poison me, it's one dead or two lives lost."

  Gu Qingcheng sat down on the sofa next to Yang Fuxiao, "Yes, I really can't bear to part with it."

  Yang Furong rolled her eyes, put the milk cup back on the table, picked up her phone again, "You go to sleep too, I'll set an alarm clock, what time should we go to the nursing home tomorrow morning?"

  She stood up, but was suddenly wrapped around the waist by Gu Qingcheng behind her. Because of the sudden movement, her wrist relaxed and as a result, her phone fell out of her hand.

  Gu Qingcheng wrapped one arm around Yang Fuxiao's waist and with the other hand, snatched Yang Fuxiao's phone from mid-air.

  Yang Fengxiao suddenly retreated two steps, and with Gu Qingcheng's arm around her waist, her knee touched Gu Qingcheng's leg, then she sat down on Gu Qingcheng's leg.

  "Gu Qingcheng!"

  Yang Mo Xiao was getting a bit anxious, and Gu Qing Cheng's hand, which had been wrapped around her waist, directly moved down from the front and covered her lower abdomen.

  Gu Qingcheng put down his mobile phone and pressed Yang Fuxiao's shoulder, saying: "Let me touch him."

  Yang Buru was suddenly stunned.

  This sentence seems familiar, yes, in that small county town, Xu Muhuang also put his hand on her belly and said the same words.

  Yang Xiaoxiao's lower abdomen has now obviously bulged out, but because she is wearing loose clothes, it can't be seen. However, with Gu Qingcheng's palm covering her lower abdomen, he can feel the bulge.

  Yang Fengxiao didn't move, letting Gu Qingcheng's warm palm cover her lower abdomen. She turned to look at the tenderness on Gu Qingcheng's face and for a moment thought she was mistaken.

  She directly pulled away Gu Qingcheng's hand and stood up, "This child has nothing to do with you."

  Gu Qingcheng smiled, "Why doesn't my son have anything to do with me?"

  Yang's heart tightened.

  As expected, did Gu Qingcheng find out?

  "This is the child of Shen Jia-yu and me, your child was aborted long ago," Yang Fu-xiao said. "It was already said at that time, as long as you don't regret it, I'll go under the knife."

  "What if I regret it now?"

  This sentence was spoken by Gu Qingcheng in a particularly natural and logical way.

  Yang Mu Xiao felt that Gu Qing Cheng was a bit unbelievable tonight. It's really hard for him to say such words.

  "It's too late for regrets," Yang said. "If a murderer can be spared the death penalty just because he shows regret, is that possible?"

  Gu Qingcheng burst out laughing: "This is indeed a good metaphor."

  Yang Furong almost bit her tongue.

  At night, Yang Xiao lay in bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open.

  Since Gu Qingcheng said that, he must have known the month of the child in her belly. When she was with Xu Muhuang at the farmhouse, it was obvious that some things happened at that time, and Gu Qingcheng might also know about them.

  So...

  What he said just now is not without basis.

  Yang Xiuxiao took out the diary that was pressed under her pillow. Actually, Gu Qingcheng had planned it all along. This diary was given to her, but the fingerprint lock on it couldn't be opened by her. And she absolutely wouldn't take it to a locksmith to break it open just to read the diary.

  Yang Mo Xiao placed the diary under her pillow, closed her eyes, and thought that if there really was a past life, Gu Qing Cheng would definitely be a treacherous minister, an out-and-out treacherous minister.

  ………………

  The next morning, Yang's alarm clock was set for 6 o'clock, but it didn't wake her up. When the phone alarm started ringing, she turned off the phone and continued to sleep. As a result, when she woke up again, the sky was already bright.

  Yang Fuxiao was almost startled awake.

  She hastily put on her clothes and got out of bed, washed up and went out to see Gu Qingcheng half-reclining on the sofa in the living room, holding an iPad and writing something.

  "Sorry, I overslept," Yang Fuxiao glanced at the electronic clock above the living room and it was already 8:30, "I haven't been getting up that early lately, so..."

  Gu Qingcheng got up from the sofa, "You go eat something."

  Yang Mu Xiao simply had some breakfast biscuits and two poached eggs with bacon, which tasted pretty good.

  Fifteen minutes later, the two set off.

  The vehicle drove for more than an hour, but there was still no sign of arriving at the destination.

  Yang Fuxiao now really regrets sleeping too much at night, knowing that the journey is long, she would have come to the car to make up for it, but now she can only stare blankly at the scenery outside the window, and during pregnancy, mobile phones are not allowed to be used excessively.

  The nursing home was located in a small county town adjacent to City C, under the jurisdiction of another city. Compared to the previous rural farmhouse, this small county town looked even more economically backward. Yang Fuxiao looked out of the car window and saw that although the road was wide, there was only one road, and hardly any cars could be seen, let alone buses, which were extremely rare.

  The only advantage in such a traffic condition is that there will absolutely be no traffic jam.

  Arrived at the nursing home, another half hour had passed.

  Although the economy is not well developed, this place has beautiful mountains and rivers, making it a great destination for vacation and leisure. However, winter is now the off-season for tourism, so there are fewer people around.

  Nursing homes have two parts, one is welfare-based and the other is paid.

  In terms of welfare, the free ones are not as good as the paid ones in all aspects of eating, living and traveling. Yang Fuxiao and Gu Qingcheng were looking for an old man who happened to be on the edge.

  The person in charge of collecting fees said: "In the past, there were people who paid continuously, but from three or four years ago, they stopped paying."

  Gu Qingcheng wanted to check the bill, and the director seemed a bit embarrassed. Yang Fuxiao handed over the bill to Gu Qingcheng, and she went to the old man's room.

  Liu's grandmother is now nearly ninety years old, due to Alzheimer's disease. When Yang Fuxiao came in, she suddenly stumbled over and grabbed Yang Fuxiao's hand, saying: "Good granddaughter-in-law, you've come to see grandma, sit down quickly."

  When talking to an elderly person, just follow their words and continue downwards, don't refute or resist, the conversation will unfold easily.

  "Where is your grandson?"

  Grandma Liu said: "I just saw him a moment ago, I guess he's gone to school."

  Yang Furong furrowed her brow. What Liu Nainai said didn't seem to be false, but in her opinion, it was a bit suspicious.

  For example, when Liu's grandmother answered Yang Duanxiao's questions, she was very quick and didn't give herself any time to think. She spoke without hesitation, but considering the years that have passed, her grandson has been gone for ten years. Ten years is a long time, even with good memories, one needs to recall them, but this old lady didn't show any signs of recollection at all.

  Yang Brushed Dawn again said some other things to the old lady, such as what they had eaten for lunch yesterday and the day before.

  This time, the old lady's face obviously paused for a moment, and she didn't speak until she had thought for a while.

  Yang Furong took a deep look at the old lady and then looked at the director standing beside her, smiled: "Isn't this Liu Nainai?"

  She actually wanted to see this old lady's reaction. As expected, the first reaction of this "Liu Nainai" was to look at Director Yang beside Xiaoxiao.

  This reaction is obvious and easy to see, it must be that Director Yang instructed this person to say these words.

  Yang Mu Xiao called out to the director and followed her out, saying straightforwardly: "Stop pretending, it's already been exposed."

  However, Yang Fu's words clearly had no deterrent effect on the director, "Miss Yang, what are you talking about?"

  Yang Furrowed her brow, had she misjudged?

  But it's clear that some of Liu's facial expressions have given her away, she is absolutely acting.

  "Miss Yang, don't forget that this old man has Alzheimer's disease. What he says or does, maybe even he himself doesn't know."

  "But you said something, I heard it clearly and remembered it all."

  Gu Qingcheng's voice came from behind Yang Wuxiao, who was slightly startled and turned around to see Gu Qingcheng walking over with a calm and collected expression in his eyes.

  Gu Qingcheng brushed past Yang Wu's side, raised his hand and patted her shoulder, "Director Qian, if you still can't tell the truth by now, you know the consequences."

  As he spoke, Gu Qingcheng took another step forward.

  Director Qian was a bit nervous, it could be clearly seen that he had already sweated on his forehead, which was very abnormal in such cold weather.

  Director Qian smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, Mr. Gu, don't pressure us, half of the money in our nursing home comes from donations."

  "Oh, am I forcing you?"

  Director Qian knew he had misspoken and hastily said: "No, no, no, I made a mistake, that's not what I meant..."

  Gu Qingcheng's mouth curved upwards, interrupting Director Qian's words, saying: "Since they can provide you with funding, it's easy now. I can withdraw the funds or...I'll make a phone call and tomorrow the National Real Estate Bureau will come over to plan the land?"

  Gu Qingcheng said as he took out his phone from his pants pocket, looking quite serious.

  Before dialing the phone, Director Qian took a step forward, "Guo Shao, wait a minute."

  Gu Qingcheng pulled Yang Fuxiao along and took a step forward, turned around and raised an eyebrow, looking at Director Qian, "Director Qian, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

  Director Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Let's take a step aside and talk."

  Yang Mu suddenly realized that, just like Gu Qingcheng's intimidation and temptation, it was indeed extremely effective.

  Director Qian brought two people into his office and glanced at Yang Fuxiao on the side, saying to Gu Qingcheng: "Gu Shao, can I have a word with you alone..."

  Yang Furong immediately understood what Director Qian meant, which was that he wanted her to step aside for a while.

  She didn't care, anyway, Gu Qingcheng would tell her if he knew, she turned around and wanted to leave, but was pulled back by Gu Qingcheng's grasp on her wrist.

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Director Qian, "Whatever you want to say, just go ahead."

  ………………

  Inside the MSC Group.

  Shen Jiayou called in the financial manager, this was the third time for auditing, and it was about the company's hidden accounts.

  Before he sat in this position, he had already learned through other channels that there would be hidden accounts and public accounts in such a large enterprise.

  However, this hidden account within the company is not a case of tax evasion by the group, but rather a huge hole created through money laundering.

  There was no relevant content written on the surface of the dark account, Shen Jia-yu took a photo and sent it to Xu Yi-qian, asking him to help investigate.

  Shen Jia-yu sat in his office, glanced at the time and found it was almost noon.

  Xu Yiqian's phone finally rang back.

  "It was done very secretly, even if the investigation department checked, it wouldn't be easy to find out, but the procedure still needs to be followed, after all, someone has made an anonymous report against the company," Xu Yijian paused and continued, "We probably didn't think wrong, Shen Zhou is using you as a scapegoat."

  Shen Jia-yu closed his eyes.

  Xu Yiqian's words still echoed in his ears, "This time it involves overseas money laundering, so the FBI will contact the domestic commercial crime investigation department. Jiayou, I think you can't bear this crime..."

  He used to be especially naive, but now it's approaching the New Year and about to take a holiday, domestic police won't investigate at this time either. However, since Interpol is involved.

  "No," Shen Jia-yu suddenly smiled, "it might be a good thing, don't worry, I'll be fine, just going for a walk with the FBI."

  Shen Jia-yu had known beforehand that Shen Zhou's sudden promotion to CEO a month ago was for a reason.

  However, he did not confirm whether Shen Zhou knew his true identity or just wanted to protect the company. He rubbed his temples and thought about how he had always been careful around Shen Zhou, but now...

  "Then who do you think this whistleblower is?" Xu Yiqian said, "Could it be Gu Qingcheng?"

  Shen Jia-yu shook his head, "Not ruled out, but I think it shouldn't be him. He has always wanted to get rid of Shen Zhou's control, now that Shen Zhou has temporarily relaxed his grip on him, his focus is absolutely not on the company."

  Whether it was on Yang Fu's body or somewhere else, Shen Jia-yu didn't know.

  Shen Jia-yu hung up the phone with Xu Yi-qian, sat behind his office desk, took out his mobile phone and edited a text message. After deleting and revising it several times, he was left with only two lines of words that would convey what he wanted to say without being too explicit.

  After editing the message, he put his mobile phone on the office desk without sending it.

  Shen Jia-yu leaned back against the backrest, narrowing his eyes.

  It wasn't until 11:55 that Shen Jiayou suddenly heard a sound coming from outside.

  Shen Jiaoyu suddenly opened his eyes, and the office door suddenly opened.

  "Hello, we are police officers from the Commercial Crime Division, Mr. Shen, please cooperate with our investigation."

  A police officer in plain clothes showed his badge and made a beckoning gesture.

  Because the MSC Group still has a significant position in City C, it will inevitably affect the stock market's volatility if it gets out, so now it is only in the investigation and evidence collection stage. The execution of the task is highly confidential, and only high-level executives within the group understand the basic situation.

  Shen Jia-yu stood up, "Alright."

  The police officer said to one of them: "Copy all the information from the computer and take the laptop away."

  Shen Jia-yu sent out the message he had just edited on his phone before leaving, and then turned off his phone and handed it over to the relevant personnel for inspection.

  The content of the text message sent out was: "Dawn, I have a 2 pm flight this afternoon. My mentor abroad has cancer and I will spend the next two weeks accompanying him on his last journey. When I arrive in the US, I'll send you my new phone number."

  ………………

  At the same time, in the nursing home, it was only from the director's mouth that I learned that the Shen family had been supporting this old man all along, from an account, but no money had been deposited in the past six months, as if this old man had suddenly been abandoned.

  So it was the Shen family who arranged for Gu Qingcheng to be exchanged from under the car that year.

  "Who brought over that old lady?" Yang Mu Xiao asked.

  Director Qian shook his head: "I don't know, they were two tall men who came in a car, and afterwards the Shen family has been investing in the nursing home."

  This is the most important thing.

  If it was really sent by the Shen family, then there would be no need for the person in power to deliver it personally, and sending someone over would have been enough.

  Director Qian saw the gaze of this handsome couple constantly scanning his face, especially Gu Qingcheng's gaze made him feel cool and transparent, he immediately waved his hand to explain: "I really don't know, this is a payment account."

  Gu Qingcheng looked at Director Qian and really didn't know what to say, so he quietly wrote down the account number and then left with Yang Fuxiao.

  Yang Mu Xiao walked silently all the way, with several names flashing through his mind.

  She didn't struggle free from Gu Qingcheng's hand, letting him pull her forward as they walked. Ahead of them was a stretch of gravel road, so Gu Qingcheng pulled her around it from the other end.

  Maybe she was too absorbed in her thoughts, Yang Fuxiao didn't notice the steps when she walked down from the stairs and accidentally stepped on empty air, fortunately Gu Qingcheng caught her waist.

  "Be careful!"

  Yang Mu Xiao looked down and saw there were still three levels of stairs left, a chill ran down his spine.

  Now the sky and earth are no match for the baby in her belly, she must be safe and sound now.

  Yang Mu Xiao said to Gu Qing Cheng: "Thank you."

  All the way to the car, Yang Xiao turned around and looked at Gu Qingcheng: "Who do you think it is?"

  Gu Qingcheng stepped on the accelerator and said: "What you're thinking in your heart is what I'm thinking in mine right now."

  "Do you know who I'm thinking of?"

  "It's natural," Gu Qingcheng said, "what you're thinking in your heart right now is Shen Jiayou, and whether or not it will be Shen Jiayou."

  Yang Mu Xiao was speechless.

  Among all the Shens, including Shen Wanjun, it's possible.

  However, she was thinking of Shen Jia-yu alone.

  She knew that everyone had secrets, unknown secrets, but could Shen Jia-yu's secret not conflict with hers?

  She really didn't want to be an enemy of Shen Jia-yu's.

  Driving onto the main road, Gu Qingcheng skillfully turned the steering wheel and drove smoothly with both hands on the wheel, saying: "Actually, everyone has a possibility, while Shen Jiaoyu is the most likely, of course, it's also possible that he's the least likely, he occupies two extremes."

  At that time, Xu Muhuang and Yang Fuxiao had a car accident. After Gu Qingcheng woke up, it was Shen Zhou who saved him.

  At that time, Xu Muhuang had already been completely suppressed by Dr. De's medication and external stimuli, leaving only Gu Qingcheng, who was unaware of his dual personality.

  Gu Qingcheng woke up with no memory of the car accident. At that time, the doctor defined it as a temporary blankness caused by the car accident, and he would be fine after a while.

  Xu Muhuang seemed to have a premonition and left a diary and ring for Gu Qingcheng.

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't understand what Gu Qing Cheng meant by those words and furrowed his brow: "What do you mean?"

  Gu Qing Cheng's voice was slow, looking at the traffic lights flashing between 100 meters away, said: "Don't you think that Shen Jia Yu now and three years ago is like a different person?"

  It's not just Gu Qingcheng who feels this way, Sheng Weiwei, whom he had met a long time ago, Su Yan, Shen Jiaxu's senior, and even Bao Yuxin all think that Shen Jiaxu has changed too much after returning from abroad for three years.

  Although Yang Moxiao had not been in contact with Shen Jiaoyu before, he had heard rumors about him, such as having a perverted and unknown hobby, and filming restricted movies. The rumors must have come from somewhere, and Yang Moxiao had also suspected why Shen Jiaoyu was so elegant and polite, yet the rumors would distort into that kind of thing.

  Yang Mu's voice was a little hoarse, coming from his throat, "It's also possible... that this person has changed, three years of time, and it's still a foreign environment, life experiences and tempering, all enough to change a person..."

  But even she herself had already detected the uncertainty in her own voice.

  Gu Qingcheng's hands were quietly placed on the steering wheel, and he turned around to glance at Yang Fuxiao.

  "It's possible," he paused, "but it's also possible that the current Shen Jia-yu is not the original Shen Jia-yu at all."

  "Isn't it the same person?" Yang Xiao smiled and said, "How is that possible? If so, why didn't his parents discover it?"

  Gu Qingcheng did not respond.

  But even if Gu Qingcheng didn't respond now, it was enough to disturb Yang Fu's mind.

  Yang Mianxiao's mind was really messy, Shen Jiayu gave her the impression of being like a big brother on Dragon Boat Festival, who would take care of her, put her first at all times, endure when she was being petty, and be the first to stand up and help her when she needed it.

  The phone in her bag vibrated and Yang Fuxiao took it out, seeing a message on the screen.