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"Mister Xiao?" Tang Zhen asked with furrowed brows.

"That's right, he is Fengwen Group's second young master, Xiao Zihang. He has only recently returned to his company to work, and is known as the most hedonistic young master."

However, they wanted to get to know these hedonistic young masters the most. In the end, they couldn't even look at them properly, and could only endure their sense of superiority and speak in a tone that was neither painful nor itchy.

"No wonder."

Tang Zhen muttered, and turned back to return to the sickroom.

Yeah, she clearly heard him call Big Sister Xiao Ziqing just now, why didn't she react?

No wonder she didn't care about the medical fees. Since she knew his identity, it would be much easier to repay the medical fees. She could only rest and leave the hospital as soon as possible.

In the dead of night, people could easily move their sad mood. Other than leaving the sickroom in the morning, Tang Zhen had been in the sickroom the entire day.

Ever since she had woken up, her nightmares had continuously appeared in her mind every night. For example, the night three years ago, the kidnapping a few days ago, and the scene where Song Qiting constantly wanted her to die.

None of this didn't make her mind suffer.

Other than Tang Zhen, there was another person who was similarly tormented.

Song Qiting habitually stood at the tall window on the ground and watched from afar. In his hand was a cup of extremely strong alcohol. The pitch-black night sky looked exceptionally desolate. Occasionally, the chirping of cicadas could be heard from outside the window, and it would even bring back the memories of the past.

He didn't know how long he had been standing there, but he stared straight into the distance. His deep eyes emitted a ghastly light in the night, like a vicious falcon spying on everything that happened in the night.

"Buzz …"

The phone on the desk behind him suddenly let out a groan. He quickly turned around, and a layer of ruthlessness suddenly covered his eyes as he immediately picked it up.

"Yes."

Chen Mo's voice was exceptionally serious and even somewhat heavy.

"Speak." Song Qiting coldly said. He had never dared to relax when it came to tracking down the culprit for so many days. He had always been curious as to just who dared to provoke him again and again.

I re-checked the dilapidated factory and found a blurry fingerprint on the pillar by the back window. From the comparison, it's the fugitive called Wang DeShun that the police have been tracking down for the past three years. He's called Fatty, and coincidentally, this person called Fatty Wang disappeared again four days ago, as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth.

Chen Mo reported the results of his investigations to Song Qiting in detail, but the person called Fatty, was nowhere to be found.

The more Song Qiting listened, the more he frowned, he glared at the front, "Have you found out what relationship he has with Tang Zhen?"

"This is precisely the problem here. I checked all the interactions between Tang Zhen and Fatty Wang, and the two of them didn't even have the slightest point of intersection. Therefore, I concluded that Tang Zhen and him were simply strangers to each other."

Chen Mo said with certainty. If that was the case, then he could only confirm that there was still someone behind Fatty Wang. Then, who exactly wanted Tang Zhen dead so much and who even knew Tang Zhen.

"Continue the investigation." It was only three words, yet it emanated an extremely cold aura. Song Qiting's eyes slightly narrowed, and the cold arrogance in his aura caused the air around him to involuntarily retreat three steps.

He didn't believe that someone would disappear into thin air. Since he had already traced this person's whereabouts, he would dig that person out even if he had to dig three feet into the ground.

His eyes were filled with hatred. In an instant, a large amount of cracks appeared on the glass in his hand. After that, he loosened his grip, and the broken pieces of glass fell to the ground.

And at night, there would always be too many people who had no place to vent their emotions on. However, there were also those who could vent their emotions on. This was because when it was dark, no one would be able to see their true face.

Tang Zhen was like this, Song Qiting was like this, and Yu Yifei was even more so.

Although she could not hear the details of what Song Qiting was saying, but from Song Qiting's performance, she could sense that her opponent was about to be exposed.

She quickly returned to her room and took out her phone. However, just as she was about to dial a number, she suddenly retracted her hand. The more time came, the more she couldn't act rashly.

Although it was impossible for Song Qiting to doubt her now, she had to be careful of a ten thousand year old ship. She quickly turned on her computer and opened up a random chatroom.

"There's danger, hurry up and retreat."

Yu Yifei typed in these few words, and quickly left the chat box. Finally, he cleared all the information he had logged in, turned off the computer, and slumped against the pillow.

However, due to his nervous system being too tense, Yu Yifei's head suddenly started to feel overwhelmed. After a moment of dizziness, her hands could not help but tremble, and she quickly took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer of the bedside table, taking out a few pills and stuffing them into her mouth.

Only after a long time did she come to her senses. She was gasping for breath, clutching her heart. A thin layer of sweat had already covered her forehead, but before she could stop for even a moment, she heard her cell phone suddenly ring.

Yu Yifei, who had not calmed down initially, was suddenly shocked. She quickly grabbed the phone on the bed with a ruthless gaze.

"What is it?" Yu Yifei said with a harsh tone.

She had always known that Tang Zijun was not greedy enough to swallow an elephant. If it wasn't for her ambition back then to try and marry Tang Zhen to Song Qiting, she wouldn't be living such a difficult life right now.

For a moment, the hatred Yu Yifei had towards Tang Zijun grew even more intense.

"Yi Fei, you are a smart person, let's not beat around the bush, I'm calling you to ask you to help me beg Song Qiting for mercy, and to my company, the Tang clan is my life and blood, even if sung group buys my company, you have to at least let me work inside."

Tang Zijun continued to speak without changing his tone, even when speaking with a commanding tone, he did not look like he was begging anyone.

Yu Yifei thoroughly detested her way of speaking, especially towards anyone related to Tang Zhen. Looking at her now, it was really clear that she had a mother and a daughter.

Thinking up to here, a trace of evil light flashed in the corner of her eyes, and she couldn't help but smile coldly.

"Tang Zijun, is this how you do things to others? Tsk tsk, you really don't have the basic cultivation of a noble lady. "