Shan Mingxu leaned back in his chair again, lightly tapping his fingers on the table.
"Tell , how much do you know about this person?"
Wu Rong leaned forward, placing his handcuffed hands on the table, his gaze locking onto Shan Mingxu.
"Zhuge Ming, it’s just an alias."
"Mmm hmm, I know that. Give so valuable information."
"I don’t know much about him. I paved the way, he did his business."
"You’ve t him, right?"
"Once."
"Wu Rong, do you take for a fool? You’re such a shrewd person, would you deal with soone you’ve only t once and do sothing so risky?"
Shan Mingxu’s fingers tapped on the table faster, showcasing his waning patience.
Wu Rong lowered his gaze.
"I said I t him only once, so I only t him once. No matter how many tis you ask, that’s my answer."
"Oh? Ask you again and again... Do you know that just based on the transaction data in that evidence file, we can take it a step further... with you... interrogation."
The deliberately emphasized "interrogation" was filled with a sense of danger.
"..."
"What are you worried about? Your wife and kids?"
Wu Rong’s expression changed slightly, and Shan Mingxu exhaled,
"Your wife and children are now protected around the clock by special guards."
"..."
"I’d appreciate it if Minister Wu Rong could cooperate with my work, the sooner you speak, the sooner I can get off duty."
Wu Rong’s eyes were full of complex emotions. He clenched his fist, then relaxed it,
"Zhuge Ming’s real na is Zhuge Chenxi. He’s the chairman of the Shanghai Chenxi Pharmaceutical Group."
"..."
"Surprised?"
Wu Rong chuckled lightly, "What’s unfortunate is, even though I clearly tell you his identity, neither the military nor the police can do anything about him."
Shan Mingxu stood up and walked out without saying anything.
"This man is connected to countless threads. Pull one, and they’ll all move. You can’t do anything to him."
Shan Mingxu’s steps didn’t pause for even a mont.
On the way out, he ran into Bai Sidong,
"So? Did you find out what you needed?"
"Sort of. Thank you, Uncle Bai. I’ll be heading out, then."
"Alright."
Shan Mingxu got into a military jeep in the police station parking lot, gravely rging it onto the road.
Zhuge Chenxi...
Zhuge Ming...
Who would have thought that soone with such a na would engage in illegal, immoral, and socially harmful activities?
Yet, Zhuge Chenxi is an absolutely prominent figure in Shanghai, renowned as a philanthropic entrepreneur.
He glanced at the ti; it was almost eleven. Shan Mingxu didn’t rush back to the base, turning the car towards his ho.
He planned to have lunch at ho before returning to the base to report.
Shan Mingxu’s car barely turned into the alley where he could see his ho’s yard when he saw a sleek white car parked at the doorstep.
Mingxu approached with hesitation, and upon seeing the floral decal on the back of the car, his heart skipped a beat.
Without much hesitation, he tried to turn the car around, but the alley was rather narrow. Maneuvering the military jeep in such tight space truly tested his skills...
Shan Mingxu regretted not calling ahead; otherwise...
Forget it, it wasn’t too late to leave now. Shan Mingxu possessed quite the swanky driving skills as he found a spot in the narrow alley to turn the car around.
The jeep’s front slowly turned back in the direction he ca from, and Shan Mingxu gradually let out a sigh of relief. But then—
He slamd on the brakes abruptly, his neck snapping forward, staring wide-eyed at the silver Maybach in front of him!
Inside sat none other than Zeng Xiaocheng and Shan Minglang.
Through the front windshield, Shan Minglang waved cheerfully at Shan Mingxu, even mouthing a greeting.
The alley was already extrely narrow, the sleek white car blocked the front, and a baffled Shan Mingxu was behind!
Unless his jeep sprouted wings, there was no way out!
"Just park the car here. It’s only our house here anyway. I’ll head down first; you take care of the stuff on your own."
Ming Lang said to Zeng Xiaocheng, then got out, and ran over to Shan Mingxu’s car, leaning on the window,
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Shan Mingxu looked at Shan Minglang and asked seriously,
"Minglang, have you ever thought... that we natually repel each other?"
"..."
Shan Minglang blinked, not quite understanding what Shan Mingxu ant.
Shan Mingxu couldn’t turn the car, so grudgingly, he got out and headed ho with Shan Minglang. Just as they reached the door, Minglang noticed the white car parked there and quickly said,
"Did Miss Ye co?"
"..."
"Oh..."
Shan Minglang suddenly reached out and hooked Shan Mingxu’s neck, with a look that seed to have seen through Shan Mingxu,
"Bro, are you avoiding Miss Ye?"
"Who’s avoiding her?"
"Then why are you making a U-turn in such a narrow space? You didn’t co back to eat, did you? No wonder you said we’re naturally at odds, turns out I blocked your escape route!"
"Shan Minglang, say less, or I’ll leave you a whole corpse."
Shan Mingxu narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Shan Minglang felt triumphant, put his hands behind his back, and swaggered into the courtyard,
"Bro, I have backbone. As Liu Hulan said, live with greatness, die with glory! I won’t embellish, just plainly recount how you drove in and made a U-turn in a narrow alley, then told Mom and Miss Ye about our conflict!"
"And I guarantee, you’ll die gloriously."
Shan Mingxu suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Shan Minglang’s neck with force, making him scream miserably.
"Who’s slaughtering pigs?"
Yin ng was by the door of the main hall, leaned against the door post, gnawing lon seeds and laughed.
"Sis, save... save ..."
"Tsk tsk..."
"Sis, you just stand by and do nothing..."
Shan Minglang’s voice was hoarse, reaching out helplessly, really looking like he needed Yin ng’s rescue.
Yet, Yin ng continued with her seeds, kindly peeled a lon seed and handed it to Shan Minglang’s open mouth,
"Sunflower seed, picked it with Mom this morning, just roasted."
"Crunch crunch..."
Even with his head almost twisted off by Shan Mingxu, Shan Minglang didn’t forget to taste the freshly roasted sunflower seeds, tilted his head and nodded,
"Delicious!"
"All you do is eat!"
Shan Mingxu released him, gave him a disdainful glance, whispered,
"Stop talking nonsense, or else..."
"You threaten !"
Shan Minglang raised his eyebrows high, as if saying, who’s begging whom here!
"Ming Xu, you’re back? Aunt didn’t say you’d return today."
A bright, gentle voice sounded, Shan Mingxu looked up, the woman in front wore a white shirt with draped lace at the collar, a knee-length denim apron dress with an apron tied on.
Her shiny black hair was tied up high, in a simple yet tidy ponytail.
Seeing Shan Mingxu, Ye Han looked energic, full of excitent, her high ponytail swayed twice.
A... vibrant, cheerful girl.
"Miss Ye, you’re here again?"
Shan Minglang quickly said, "I saw your car at the entrance."
Again?
Shan Mingxu blinked, quite confused.
It’s been over a month since their matchmaking, Shan Mingxu has been ho a few tis but after the match, they hadn’t interacted much.
Ming Xu is in the military, hard to reach even by phone, those social apps, he rarely opens.
He never thought, during his absence, Ye Han had visited several tis.
"Yeah! No classes today, I ca to learn cooking from Aunt."
Learn cooking...
"You’re still studying, why learn cooking..."
Shan Mingxu muttered, took off his hat, casually ruffled his hair.
"More skills benefit life, and... studying doesn’t conflict with cooking lessons..."
Ye Han radiated youthful innocence and purity, her lively spirit and cuteness in her tone, her high ponytail swayed with the words...
"Little Han isn’t here for cooking lessons... she’s just hoping to bump into you, don’t you know? Playing innocent here."
"Aunt Shan..."
Ye Han’s delicate face flushed instantly.
Yin Shihua, still holding a spatula, smiled,
"Little Han. Ming Xu knows it all, he’s just like his dad, secretly pleased inside!"
Ye Han heard this, bit her lip, suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, lowered her head, sneakily peeked at Shan Mingxu.
Shan Mingxu pressed his lips, said,
"I’ll go upstairs and change."
Then went upstairs, heard sounds in the corridor rooms...
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