My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

How old are you?

"Just turned eighteen, isn't this the best time of your lives for men?"

Zhang Hao observed the man closely and gradually realized that this person could not possibly be Han San.

Apart from having a similar face, they have nothing in common, especially in terms of personality.

Is it just a coincidence that they look alike?

"Indeed, I like girls this age the most. Interested in coming to my house? I have a private cinema where we can watch lots of great movies together!"

"Of course I'm interested, handsome!" the hot beauty replied with a radiant smile.

"It would be even better if you could take me to your house, honey, tonight?"

The beautiful woman had already taken the initiative to sit in his lap, her enthusiasm was so overwhelming that it was hard to resist.

Zhang Hao, who was watching from the sidelines, had an expression that showed he could hardly look at him—this person really didn't seem like Han San at all.

He took back what he said earlier; apart from that face, this person bore no resemblance to Han San.

Especially considering this behavior, if Han San were truly that kind of person, the whole thing would become quite comical, but Han San could never possibly turn out like this.

A handsome man embraced a beautiful woman, sharing only one drink. The two were whispering sweet nothings and discussing ambiguous topics between men and women.

Every now and then a few dirty jokes would pop out, and Zhang Hao, who was trying to gather clues, really wished he had ears.

This is absolutely torture!

After a while, seemingly having had their fill of drinking, the two left together.

Zhang Hao followed closely behind, and saw the young man drive his luxury car toward his own estate.

The manor's exterior is very understated and not luxurious at all, but the interior is top-notch, especially the security personnel, who are almost all professional bodyguards, each of them well-trained.

When the woman was brought back, the housekeeper couldn't help but frown upon seeing her.

“Young Master, if you continue like this, it will be difficult to explain to the boss. If the boss is unhappy, you will have to go back to the hospital, and then things will be complicated.”

Cyrus scoffed, "He's unhappy? Why should he be unhappy? He does the same thing himself. What business is it of his? If you don't tell, who will know? It's a rare opportunity, is it wrong to enjoy it? You're not planning to tell that old man, are you?"

Cyrus's questioning made the butler break out in a cold sweat.

The butler stammered and finally could only promise not to say anything more.

After bringing the beautiful woman into the house, Cyrus smiled and invited her to take a shower first. Just then, the living room phone rang.

He went over and answered the phone.

A familiar, angry voice came from the other end of the phone: "What are you doing? Do you even know what you've done? We can't take this anymore! Can you stop messing around?" Cyrus was unfazed, even saying to his father on the other end of the line, "Dad, why are you so serious? I've finally recovered my health, and I'm still so young. Shouldn't I be enjoying life? You're already so old, just bear with it. It's not like I'm going to die. Besides, if we spend a little more money to hire someone else, we can keep things as they are, right?"

Hans, on the other end of the phone, was furious and cursed Cyrus for being disobedient. Cyrus didn't bother listening and hung up with some excuse.

After taking a bath, he took the beautiful woman into the room for an "in-depth exchange".

However, Zhang Hao downstairs quickly noticed something was wrong.

When Cyrus walked out of the room after he finished, he was as weak as if he had overindulged in sex.

Something's not right—this person was strong and healthy before, how could he have become so weak in such a short time?
By the way, this person's aura... especially the fluctuations in their soul, suddenly became extremely weak, as if the surface disguise had been torn away, revealing the deeper truth.

Could it be that woman's problem?
Zhang Hao became suspicious and immediately went to check on the woman, only to find nothing unusual about her. On the contrary, the woman lying on the large bed in the bedroom was applying lipstick, complaining as she did so.
"Honestly, I thought she was amazing just because of her figure, but she's so awful. She's just a pretty face. Oh well, she's paid enough, so it doesn't matter if she pretends."

The beautiful woman smiled, left her number with the check, got dressed, and left.

Cyrus returned to his room after his bath and, seeing the woman was gone, looked satisfied. She was quite perceptive; after noting down the number, she wiped away the lipstick-written figures from the windowsill.

Just then, the door to the room was kicked open with a bang, and Hans stormed in angrily.

Zhang Hao, who had been hiding and didn't want to see those disgusting scenes, quietly drifted over after hearing the commotion.

—This is exactly the Hans he had wanted to investigate.

However, upon closer inspection, Hans's features bear a striking resemblance to Han San's, which is quite surprising. Why do this father and son both resemble Han San so much? Could it be that their ancestors shared the same lineage as Han San's forefathers? If so, then the matter becomes quite intriguing.

"How many times have I warned you! Stop doing those exhausting things! Look at the state you've become!" Hans glared at his son, pointing at his nose and scolding him sternly.

Cyrus looked displeased after being reprimanded, but he managed to hold back his anger.

"You forbid this and you don't allow that! What's the point of me recovering my health? How will I be any different from before? To put it bluntly, isn't it just because you're afraid I'll expend too much energy and affect your ability to maintain your perfect state? You could just donate more money to the Sun Cult and find someone to provide life force, and the problem would be solved, right? In the end, it's still because you're not capable enough!"

Seeing his father's incessant nagging, Cyrus's suppressed anger finally erupted.

The father and son argued fiercely, neither willing to back down. The butler downstairs signaled to the bodyguards to keep an eye on the other servants and prevent them from coming upstairs to disturb the peace.

From this argument, Zhang Hao gleaned several crucial pieces of information. These fragments were alarming—the Sun Cult, vitality, and the presence of another person—combined with the father and son's situation, he could easily deduce that the Cold Umbrella was being controlled by them and had likely become the energy source sustaining their lives!

Since the absorption process takes time, Hansan should still be alive, but his/her situation is certainly not optimistic. He/she must be rescued as soon as possible, otherwise, as his/her life force continues to deplete, Hansan's life will be in danger.

But where exactly is the person being hidden?
The argument between the two was irritating, and what followed was nothing but pointless mutual accusations. Zhang Hao followed Hans away and saw him angrily instructing the butler: "From today onwards, you must keep a close watch on the young master and forbid him from stepping out of the villa! If anything unusual happens, notify me immediately."

This is tantamount to confining his son at home. Cyrus was furious, jumping up and down: "This is illegal detention! I'm going to sue you!"

Hans coldly replied, "I know the local judge well, go ahead and sue! I guarantee you can't do anything about it!" With that, he resolutely left, leaving his son cursing angrily behind him.

"You old geezer! All you want is immortality, right? Since you dragged me into this mess, why are you abandoning me now? I want to live freely too! I want to be healthy! Let me out of here! Otherwise, I curse you!" (End of Chapter)