After hitting the Rolls-Royce, the top-tier green tea started fishing.

Seeing the door open, Wen Chongyan's handsome face grew even colder, and his voice became deep and cold, "You—"

But the next second, a strange face appeared in the doorway.

A woman was holding a little boy. She paused for a moment upon seeing him, then cautiously asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Wen Chongyan looked at them, first frowning.

Then, as if he had thought of something, his expression gradually turned cold:

"How did you manage to move into this house?"

"Yes, we bought it..."

"Who did you buy it from?"

Perhaps it was his cold and aloof demeanor, coupled with his wealthy and noble appearance, that made the woman somewhat afraid. She put the child down from her arms and said, "Go and get the paper bag from Mom's bedside table drawer."

The little boy quickly retrieved it.

The paper bag was opened, and the contract inside was handed to Wen Chongyan.

It is a purchase contract. The buyer is the current homeowner, and the seller is Ruan Zhining.

The contract was signed... a month ago.

Wen Chongyan stared at the date, his eyes dark and gloomy.

A month ago, Ruan Zhining was still living in Tanyuan, cooking dinner for him every night, and clinging to him so tightly, saying she wanted to live with him forever. She so desperately wanted to marry him.

So, did she sell this apartment so that she would have nowhere to live and could live in Danwon forever?

This comforting reason temporarily convinced him, allowing him to calmly leave the apartment.

But after he got back to his car, he still felt it was unreasonable.

Ruan Zhining is not short of money; she has nearly ten million yuan in gold bars alone, not to mention cash. Why would she be in a hurry to sell this house?

Wen Chongyan then thought of the wedding planner. He dialed Assistant Shao's number and asked him to bring her over.

An hour later.

The female planner stood in Wen Rui's top-floor office and, in front of Wen Chongyan, opened an account on Xiaohongshu.

The message above clearly states that the user has been logged out.

But the internet will always leave a memory. Through screenshots and posts from other users, the account with the ID "Loves eating apples and is healthy" was roughly pieced together.

This account's IP address is Beijing, and it appeared out of nowhere three months ago. The profile reads:

[Specializing in secondhand sales/Guaranteed authentic/Can be verified at authorized stores/Minor flaws will be indicated/No fussy customers please/No haggling]

Everything she bought was a gift from Wen Chongyan to Ruan Zhining.

There are luxury handbags, scarves, clothes, and more...

"We all call her 'Secondhand Rich Girl'... She's really good at business. Every time she sells secondhand items, she gives away expensive candies from abroad, so she has a high repurchase rate. I've bought from her five times."

As the female planner spoke, she took out some complimentary candy from her bag.

Wen Chongyan looked down.

It was candy he brought back for Ruan Zhining from a short business trip to Belgium. Because it was custom-made, he recognized it at a glance.

What did she say at the time?

"Mr. Wen, I'm so happy! This is the best candy I've ever eaten in my life!"

"..."

Wen Chongyan stood there, staring intently at the candy, his eyes extremely cold.

After a moment, he said hoarsely, "The jewelry necklace she sold you, was it a high-quality fake?"

"Yes, they say it's a high-quality replica made by a team from Yiwu... it's very realistic."

"..."

So, what was Ruan Zhining's purpose in getting a high-quality replica necklace? She would lose money if she sold it secondhand, so she couldn't have deliberately made one to sell.

The only possibility is that she wants to replace the real one—she wants to take the real one away beforehand so that he won't find out.

Why does she want to take it?

Just like she sold her apartment ahead of time, she also sold her jewelry necklaces and other luxury goods...

She wants money.

She got the money. And now she's disappeared.

My WeChat hasn't rung yet. She hasn't sent me a single message.

At that moment, Assistant Shao pushed open the door and came in, saying in a low voice:

"Mr. Wen, the Aston Martin we bought for Miss Ruan has been found out... it was sold to a car dealership in Hai City just five days ago."

five days ago.

Five days ago, Ruan Zhining was racking her brains to hint that she wanted to get married, and even climbed into his bed at night.

Her expression, tone, and tears were all so real, unless... she was faking it all.

Suddenly, the most unlikely possibility surfaced in my mind—

Ruan Zhining's pursuit of him was completely different from her pursuit of Wen Xiyu and Jiang Linfeng. She wanted to marry them.

But she didn't want to marry him.

She just wanted to swindle his money.

Then they sold off their assets, withdrew, and disappeared without a trace—just like those beautiful women who deceived the men of the Wen family, using the exact same tactics.

No.

impossible.

Wen Chongyan absolutely could not believe this possibility—how could he possibly be deceived by a gold-digging, scheming woman?

He knew better than anyone what kind of woman Ruan Zhining was. She was vain, greedy, vulgar, and superficial. He knew her intentions. Unlike his simple-minded and foolish older brothers—

How could he possibly be?

Was I fooled by her?

Wen Chongyan stood there, his handsome face terrifyingly sinister. Assistant Shao stood to the side, extremely shocked. He had followed President Wen for six years, since President Wen took over Wenrui when he was 20 years old... He had never seen President Wen show such an obvious expression of losing control of his emotions.

Wen is always calm, restrained, arrogant, and even indifferent.

The only thing he wasn't being rational about was probably his desire to enter into a marriage of convenience with Miss Ruan, who had romantic entanglements with both Jiang Linfeng and Wen Xiyu.

This is the first time in 26 years. But there's a reason for that.

"Mr. Wen," Assistant Shao asked cautiously, "Was Miss Ruan so heartbroken by your rejection at the temple gate that she chose to disappear...?"

Wen Chongyan suddenly looked up at him, his eyes deep, as if trying to hear what he was saying.

After a moment, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he said hoarsely, "Yes. That's how it is."

That's it.

How could Ruan Zhining not want to marry him? She couldn't find a man richer than him, and she couldn't possibly give him up.

She was probably just heartbroken, which is why she disappeared. Her Douyin IP address didn't change because she wasn't logged in. She sold off her assets simply because she loves money.

She's logged out of the chat because she's not replying to WeChat messages. The last WeChat message she sent him was about crying, and she cried for 21 seconds.

It must be so.

She was waiting for him to come to her. As soon as he found her and told her that he could marry her, she would rush over and hug him, telling him that she loved him.

For the past three months, she has been waiting for him at the door every day when he comes home from get off work.

Wen Chongyan took a deep breath, loosened his tie, and said coldly, "Go find Ruan Zhining."

When he said he was looking, he really meant it.

A single sentence was sent, and within 24 hours, a document was delivered to the desk of Wenrui Group.

According to reports, Ruan Zhining arrived in Haishi by high-speed rail from Beijing five days ago.

Then I transferred to Hai Shi Airport and flew to Bangkok.

It is unknown how long she stayed in Bangkok, because from there she lost her exit record from Bangkok.

There are many waterways connecting Thailand, Laos, and Myanmar, so she might have traveled by boat. However, the situation there is chaotic, and investigating this would take too long and might not even yield results.

At this moment, another document came into Wen Chongyan's view.

The above shows that Ruan Zhining stayed at a hotel in Haishi for two nights when he went on a short business trip to Belgium half a month ago.

The hotel's name is Jinrui Hospital Branch.

Wen Chongyan frowned, then suddenly remembered something, called Jiang Linfeng, and learned:

Two weeks ago, Ruan Zhining's sister, who was staying at a private hospital under Hongjiang Medical, had already been transferred to another hospital.

Her sister, Ruan Qingrang, was transferred from Beijing to a different location at great expense by a professional medical team after being discharged from the hospital, according to available records.

Vancouver, Canada.