962: Chapter 519 Boss Yan Gets Tricked 962: Chapter 519 Boss Yan Gets Tricked Because Guo Jingya’s small business was now thriving, her family felt this girl had a good business sense, and perhaps good luck or vision.
They loosened their hold on her, allowing her to accompany family mbers more often, to learn from their experiences.
But unexpectedly, this girl had taken a trip around the Capital and ended up slipping away to Sancha River to mooch off acquaintances.
Yan Fei was incredibly annoyed.
Xu Xiaoyan only had a short holiday for the New Year and often had to return ho—no matter how good their relationship was, they were rely engaged, not yet married.
It didn’t matter normally, but as the New Year approached, she had to show up at ho more often.
Moreover, the first girl of Xu family and her second sister were back, and they were often calling Xu Xiaoyan to co and play—that was the downside of widespread phone use.
Before, he could hide with his girl by the river, but now that cellphones were around, there was nowhere to hide.
He could only pretend not to hear the phone sotis, but that trick couldn’t be used too often, could it?
Now with Guo Jingya coming over to stir things up and disrupt their sweet monts together, it was really too irritating.
But he couldn’t say anything about it.
Besides business collaboration, this girl was also particularly good at ingratiating herself with others.
Having not seen Xu Xiaoyan for so long, they hit it off as if they had never been apart once they t.
When Yan Fei had so free ti, he carved a little wood sculpture for Xu Xiaoyan, modeled after her.
Unfortunately, that girl saw it and pestered him incessantly, wanting one for herself.
The piece of wood that Yan Fei was working on was being carved for her, and it was nearly finished, now in the stage of ticulous detail sanding.
Carving was also a way to practice controlling strength.
Haven’t you seen on TV that Xiao Li who practices throwing knives, always playing around with wooden carvings?
“Yan Xiaofei, do you really want to be a PhD?” While Guo Jingya was chatting with Xu Xiaoyan, the topic drifted to Boss Yan’s grand dream, prompting her to ask him.
“What do you an by really want?
Is there such a thing as falsely wanting it?” Yan Fei held the carving knife carefully, answering absentmindedly.
“I’m in high school now, and I’ll take the university entrance exams the year after next.
I aim to work hard and get into a graduate program first, then go for a PhD.
It’s just a matter of spending so ti, this isn’t just a wish, it’s my plan.”
“You talk as if getting into university is a sure thing.” Guo Jingya looked down on him.
“Do you really plan to go to university?”
“Of course I do.”
“And what about this cattle farm?
What about our business?”
“My attending school won’t interfere with the business.
Are you suggesting the cattle won’t fatten up if I’m not here?” Yan Fei looked down on her for her lack of insight.
“There’s no university in Sancha River, will you be able to manage it then?” Guo Jingya had many questions.
“Of course, it just ans I’ll have to make a few more trips back here.”
“Why doesn’t your brother co over to hang out?
I find him really cute and enjoy playing with him.”
“He’ll be back soon, he’s coming with my parents in the next couple of days.”
“How’s your studying going?
Are you confident about getting into university?”
“It’s going fine.”
“Take your ti with the carving, make sure it resembles .”
“No problem.”
“That butcher on your farm, did he really kill soone before?”
“You already know, don’t you?
How else would he have ended up as a reford labor prisoner?”
“Is Qian Xiaoqiang still alive?”
“He’s long dead…” As Yan Fei spoke carelessly, he imdiately realized sothing was off after finishing the sentence and put down the carving knife to look at Guo Jingya.
He intended to act as if he didn’t know the person she was talking about, but he wasn’t a professional actor, and he had been so engrossed in his carving that he couldn’t switch gears so quickly.
Xu Xiaoyan was also very curious, sitting beside them: “Who died?
One of your acquaintances?
How co I don’t know them?”
A “celebrity” like Qian Xiaoqiang disappearing without a trace was not supposed to go unnoticed, but Qian Xiaoqiang had made too many enemies, having previously offended a top tycoon to death, and this ti angering the Guo family.
The list of others he offended was endless, including the police force in Hong Kong that he had completely alienated.
So when Qian Xiaoqiang “disappeared,” his woman kicked up a fuss and tried to file a police report, but people with interests at stake suppressed it.
Alive and dead were two different matters; as long as he lived, no matter how this woman made a scene, others were wary because her man was known as a mad dog that would bite anyone on sight.
Now that he had disappeared and there were vague rumors about their gang’s core forces being wiped out by so mysterious person, a lone woman really couldn’t make much of a stir.
Moreover, this woman used to make a fuss when she had money to splurge, but now that Qian Xiaoqiang has fallen victim to the kidnapping case without making a penny, and his body is nowhere to be found.
She’s not foolish, after trying to make a splash twice and seeing the situation turning grim, she sold her mansion and luxury car, took her children, and went overseas.
Therefore, a na that should have beco famous throughout the world beca less known on the mainland, at least Xu Xiaoyan was not aware of it.
When Xu Xiaoyan asked a question and Yan Fei’s face turned sour, the girl, cunning as she was, imdiately started rambling, “I asked your family’s Yan Xiaofei to inquire about a martial arts teacher, well-known for many years, and every martial artist from our side knows him.
I thought if he’s still alive, he could train a few moves for our family’s bodyguards.”
While speaking, she also called out to the room next door, “Nana, what are you doing?
Do you have a set of costics we bought last ti in France, from that ‘Whitened’ brand?
Bring it over for Sister Xiaoxing to try!”
Yan Fei, speechless, watched as Xu Xiaoyan’s attention shifted to makeup.
He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing, bowed his head, and continued to carve.
Speaking of which, even if Yan Fei stopped running his cattle farm, he could survive on his sculpting skills alone.
He used to make furniture, and now he had started carving portraits—his technique was becoming more and more refined as he practiced.
Although Guo Jingya appeared nonchalant on the surface, she was secretly observing Yan Fei the whole ti, fearful that he would get annoyed and snap.
Seeing that he continued carving without a word, she beca even more enthusiastic with Xu Xiaoyan, along with Nana, bringing over various costics and an assortnt of quirky little tools, and started explaining makeup techniques to her.
Intuition is an illogical thing.
When Yan Fei silently dealt with a bunch of kidnappers at night, the girl had always been suspicious, feeling that it could have been Yan Fei’s doing.
Born into a large family, soaked in this environnt from childhood, and now conducting her own business, this girl was not as careless as she seed on the surface; she had a lot of cunning ideas in her mind.
After calling Yan Fei several tis and getting his denials, Guo Jingya tried all sorts of ways to prove her suspicions.
How to investigate?
Start by recalling the incidents that occurred when she first t Yan Fei.
So she rembered that on the night before they returned, Yan Fei had brought two jars of honey, and at that ti her Third Brother’s complexion was a bit off—her being able to tell that his complexion was bad ant that Third Brother had encountered an extraordinary situation.
She had forgotten that on that evening, when they played cards, they had drunk tea with honey before Yan Fei “delivered” the honey.
Later, she sidestepped questions with her Third Brother and asked about the incident.
Now that The Third Young Master Guo knew she was on good terms with Yan Fei, he wasn’t as secretive as before, reminding her of that event.
Upon learning that three people were in the guestroom that day and that the teapot was silently filled with honey as a warning, Guo Jingya was startled but also relieved.
Thankfully, she was currently on good terms with that guy.
It’s hard to see how soone who often acts like a clueless fool, only revolving around his wife, could be so cunning and ruthless—she was not foolish, of course, she understood the implication, a warning.
This ti it was honey; if you retaliate against , who knows whether next ti it will be ‘Poisonous Mouse Strength’ or ‘Poisonous Cat Strength’?
Of course, these were all past events, and she naturally wouldn’t bring them up with Yan Fei, not to ntion making up any excuses.
Later, she even made it a point to call Yan Fei using the house landline—especially when soone involved in the kidnapping was ho—and used the hands-free setting, intentionally letting others hear Yan Fei’s voice.
No matter how magical Yan Fei was, he couldn’t possibly know how many people were sitting on the other end of the phone and wouldn’t be on guard for this.
However, it was only over the phone, and the voice had so changes.
Besides, Yan Fei had deliberately used a different dialect and spoke in a strange tone that night, so there was no fear of being recognized.
Unfortunately, he never expected how deeply a person in despair could rember a voice that brought them a glimr of hope.
Guo Jingya observed that, when Yan Fei’s voice ca through, the person she was carefully watching clearly showed a change in expression and even involuntarily straightened up to listen carefully to her on the phone.
Although afterwards, that person might have thought it impossible, or perhaps the accent and dialect didn’t match, clearly relaxing a bit, Guo Jingya was convinced that she had found another piece of evidence.
No matter how capable Yan Fei was, he wasn’t professionally trained and couldn’t manage to be perfect in every aspect.
Of course, coupled with his miraculous thods, these weren’t really loopholes.
But Guo Jingya was relying on intuition, sheer gut feeling, and that was beyond reason.
After all, she only knew of Yan Fei with the ability to co and go freely, and if she felt this way, and since she couldn’t discuss it with others, nobody could refute her “inner conviction,” truly leaving no recourse for anyone.
Otherwise, why would she be so proactive this ti, willing to endure the cold of the north, to make such a trip?
In reality, she arrived yesterday, but held back until today, once she had thoroughly planned out everything in her heart, before she began to “sche” against Yan Fei.
Yan Fei was the type with too many debts to worry about, and too many bugs to scratch.
He was not concerned about such “grasping at straws.” Even if Guo Jingya knew, what could she do about it?
Could she go around announcing it?
Wouldn’t that be airing her own family’s dirty laundry, letting everyone know that her family mbers had been kidnapped?
Soon, Yan Fei’s carving had to co to a halt once again, Director Pi arrived, and coming over, he chuckled at Yan Fei, “Heh, Boss Yan, you really live a comfortable life, not having to go out in this weather, playing with art at ho with company, really…”
Seeing his winking and gesturing, Yan Fei felt that giving this old man any face was definitely a mistake.
Knowing that there was nothing good to co, he didn’t wait for him to finish and interrupted, “The New Year’s almost here, Director Pi.
Shouldn’t you be at the station maintaining social stability instead of coming here?”
“I’m leaving!
I ca to bid you farewell.” Director Pi was unceremonious, as if he hadn’t caught the underlying tone in his words, made himself comfortable in a chair, poured a cup of hot tea for himself, and started to savor it.
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