The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

Not long after the police left, Zhang Ting walked up to Yun Mingyuan and whispered:

"Mr. Yun, the appraisal report is ready, and the electronic version has been sent to your email."

Upon hearing this, Yun Mingyuan took out his phone, checked the documents, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the test results.

Zhang Tianlin is a child of the Yun family.

His sister will feel half better once the child is found.

As for his other half... Yun Mingyuan's expression turned cold, and even the fine lines at the corners of his eyes revealed a fierce aura.

He said to Zhang Ting, "Go and make the arrangements. Take them back to Beijing tomorrow."

"They" naturally refers to Zhang Deshun and his wife.

"Okay," Zhang Ting replied.

-

Meanwhile, in Beijing...

Yun Ziqian and Yun Ziang's progress was not as fast.

"He has embezzled a lot of public funds over the years, leaving behind a lot of evidence, but it will take some time to collect it all," Yun Ziqian reported to Yun Zhengbang.

Yun Zhengbang sat in a chair, eyes closed, resting. "Have you found the nurse's whereabouts?"

He was referring to the nurse who helped Lu Peng switch the babies back then.

The day before yesterday afternoon, while at the hospital, Yun Zhengbang went to the hospital director to retrieve the records from that year.

Yun Ziqian answered truthfully: "We're still looking. That nurse left her job five years ago and went abroad to study. She should have only returned to China last year."

"However, Chen Manman's information has been investigated, and she should be Lu Zixuan's biological mother."

Chen Manman and Yun Mingyue entered the hospital almost one after the other to prepare for childbirth.

At that time, Chen Manman was still called Chen Qing.

"She and Lu Peng were neighbors since childhood. She was three years younger than Lu Peng. Later, after Lu Peng's family became successful, they moved to Beijing and lost contact."

"The two of them had already made contact when Chen Qing came to Beijing seven years ago."

Yun Zhengbang slowly opened his eyes, a cold light flashing in his cloudy pupils. He tapped his knuckles on the armrest, his voice as deep as ice:

"What a childhood sweetheart! What a pair of Chen Qing and Chen Manman! They've been working together to make fools of the Yun family for all these years."

Switching children and seizing family assets—they've really got a clever scheme going on.

"Send more people to the nurses' side to search," Yun Zhengbang said in an unquestionable tone. "Whether they've gone abroad or are hiding, we'll find them no matter how hard we try. Those who dared to help with such a despicable thing back then have to pay the price."

"Okay, Grandpa, I've already had Zi'ang investigate the evidence of Lu Peng and Chen Manman's affair," Yun Ziqian reported, then gently pushed up his glasses. "I have some good news."

"My dad has found my aunt's biological child, and he's expected to bring them back tomorrow."

To be honest, he never expected it to happen so quickly.

Finding a child who has been missing for five years, with their fate unknown, is incredibly difficult.

Yun Ziqian was prepared to search for a needle in a haystack, but before he could even finish collecting the evidence, they were already preparing to bring the child back.

Upon hearing this good news, Yun Zhengbang's expression changed drastically. "Found it?"

His face immediately lit up with joy. "How's the child doing?"

After asking the question, he answered himself, "Anyway, it's good that we found it, it's good that we found it!"

Yun Ziqian couldn't help but chuckle, when suddenly his phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was a new email address, sent by his uncle Yun Mingyi, whom he had lost contact with for a long time.

Yun Ziqian's eyes lit up with surprise. He immediately clicked to look at it. It was a document containing evidence of Lu Peng's embezzlement.

The document arrived just in time, and what made Yun Ziqian even happier was that his uncle had read all the messages he had sent.

"Grandpa, my uncle sent me evidence about Lu Peng!"

Yun Zhengbang's expression clearly froze for a moment. "Is it Ming Yi?"

In a moment of excitement, Yun Ziqian called his uncle, but the call was disconnected after a few seconds of ringing.

My uncle still refused to answer his calls.

Yun Ziqian calmed down instantly. His hand gripped the phone unconsciously, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Yun Zhengbang watched this scene, sighed softly, and then, as if remembering something, said, "It's time to bring Mingyi back."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ziqian looked up and whispered, "But Uncle's leg hasn't been healed yet..."

"It's been a year," Yun Zhengbang sighed earnestly. "If there really were a way, things wouldn't be like this."

"But..." Yun Ziqian wanted to say something more.

Yun Zhengbang interrupted him, "Let's take care of the things at hand first."

"Alright," Yun Ziqian had no choice but to compromise. "Then I'll go take care of things now, Grandpa."

Yun Zhengbang waved his hand, signaling Yun Ziqian to leave.

Yun Ziqian had just left the study when his phone rang. Thinking it was his uncle calling back, his heart jumped.

When he opened the caller ID, he found that the caller was Yun Ziang.

Yun Ziqian answered the phone speechlessly, "What's wrong?"

"Wow, why are you so impatient!" Yun Ziang couldn't help but complain, "I've worked so hard for you, and this is how you treat your dear brother?"

Yun Ziqian said coldly, "Spit it out if you have something to say."

"I just want to ask you, do the photos of Lu Peng and Chen Manman entering and leaving a hotel together count as evidence of infidelity?"

Yun Ziqian explained, "Chen Manman is Lu Peng's assistant. Going in and out of the hotel together can be explained as a work requirement. It would be best to obtain more substantial evidence, such as private money transfers between the two, or more intimate behavior."

"Okay, okay," Yun Ziang replied impatiently, and then hung up the phone.

"What is substantial evidence?" Yun Ziang muttered to himself as he flipped through the photos in his hand.

He clicked his tongue softly.

Upon hearing this, the blond man next to him said, "Then we'll have to get some photos of us in bed!"

The speaker was Ren Hong; the two had known each other for over a decade and were very close.

Ren Hong stroked his chin, his mischievous scheme beginning to take effect. "How about we install surveillance cameras in the room?"

"That would be a long time coming," Ren Hong's suggestion was immediately rejected by Jiang Wenshi.

He smirked, "If you ask me, we should just arrange a match."

"What's more conclusive proof than catching someone in the act?"

Yun Zi'ang rolled his eyes. "It's all for nothing. He's in the hospital in a car accident right now!"

"What about his lover?" Ren Hong couldn't help but ask.

Yun Ziang's tone was unpleasant, "Of course she went to take care of him personally; after all, she's his assistant."

The atmosphere was somewhat silent when suddenly a somewhat arrogant voice rang out.

"It's just taking pictures of them in bed, what's so difficult about that?"

The three looked up and saw that the newcomer had a pair of upturned peach blossom eyes, and wore a satin shirt with a silver chain over it and the collar was open.

It's Qiu An.

Yun Zi'ang complained, "Why are you so late?"

Qiu An didn't reply; he sat down next to Jiang Wenshi.

"Just finished," he said succinctly.

Just as Yun Ziang was about to say something, he suddenly felt a heat on his wrist.

He looked down and saw the jujube wood bracelet struck by lightning that his great-aunt had given him. For some reason, it suddenly started to heat up.

"What's wrong with this bracelet?" He reached out and fiddled with it a couple of times.

Jiang Wenshi followed Yun Ziang's movements and looked over, asking curiously, "What are you wearing?"

"Isn't our young master Yun the type who only wears designer brands?"

"When did you change your mind?"

Yun Zi'ang retorted, "What do you know? This was given to me by my great-aunt for warding off evil and ensuring safety."

"What 'little miss'?" Ren Hong was even more puzzled. "Didn't you never believe in these things?"

Yun Ziang thought about what had happened recently and really wanted to confide in the three people in front of him, but he swallowed the words back down.

Neither the Yun family's defeat nor his rebirth can be discussed publicly.

He dismissed them with a curt "Never mind that!"

"Please help me think of a solution quickly!"

"Doesn't Qiu An have a solution?" Ren Hong raised an eyebrow at Qiu An. "Tell me about it?"

"Those two are together every day. If they take some drugs, won't they just end up together?" Qiu An said, his gaze subtly sweeping over Yun Ziang's wrist.

Jiang Wenshi added, "Didn't Zi'ang say he was in the hospital?"

Qiu An scoffed, "So what? As long as it's not broken down there, it's fine, isn't it?"

Having said that, all four of them clearly understood.

"Leave this to me," Qiu An said, taking the initiative to take on the task.

Ren Hong clicked his tongue. "Hospital play, you're really something else!"

Qiu An didn't speak; his gaze remained fixed on Yun Ziang's wrist. Seeing Yun Ziang constantly fiddling with it, he casually offered a word of advice:

"If it's uncomfortable to wear, take it off."

"Huh?" Yun Zi'ang touched his wrist. "I wouldn't dare."

He asked in a puzzled tone, "Why did this bracelet suddenly get hot?"

"Could it be?" Yun Zi'ang's eyes suddenly lit up with alertness as he looked around. "Is there...something dirty here?"

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt the air around him suddenly get a few degrees colder after he said those words.

"Stop talking nonsense," Jiang Wenshi said dismissively. "It's daytime now, what kind of filthy thing would come out in broad daylight?"

He looked at Yun Zi'ang with some suspicion.

If someone who doesn't believe in ghosts and spirits suddenly starts to believe in them, something must have happened.

He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Wenshi's words clearly did not comfort Yun Ziang.

He hunched his shoulders, crossed his arms, and looked around nervously.

Jiang Wenshi suggested again, "I know a particularly accurate master, would you like to go and take a look?"

"Go and see, Zi'ang," Ren Hong chimed in, "Looking at you like this, you'll scare yourself to death before even a ghost can frighten you."

Qiu An, however, remained silent.

Yun Ziang couldn't take it anymore. He sensed something was wrong here, so he prepared to run away first. "No, no, I want to go home."

He needs to find a place with more yang energy.

"Qiu An, I'm leaving this to you. Let me know if you need anything," he instructed before heading out.

"You're leaving already?" Ren Hong said, displeased. "Are we still playing?"

"No, no," Yun Ziang said, his hands almost blurring out of shape as he left without looking back.

This is the first time Yun Ziang has said he's not playing anymore.

Yun Ziang was usually the one who loved to play the most among them, organizing games every day, but today he was the first to leave.

"If you live long enough, you can see everything, even hear nonsense like Yun Zi'ang is homesick."

"What the hell is wrong with him?" Ren Hong racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. Why did his good friend suddenly change his ways?

Jiang Wenshi said quietly, "Yun Ziang took the subway today. He said he's never driving again."

Ren Hong's eyes widened in surprise. "You didn't hear wrong, did you?"

Yun Ziang's addiction to cars is about the same as a dog's passion for eating poop.

Jiang Wenshi gave him a look, and Ren Hong gasped.

Qiu An, standing next to him, picked up the cup in front of him, absentmindedly took a sip of water, and muttered:

"Wearing such a broken bracelet so tightly."

Jiang Wenshi didn't hear what Qiu An said. "What did you say?"

Qiu An shook his head. "It's nothing."

Suddenly, all three of their phones rang at the same time. When they picked them up, they saw that it was a group chat initiated by Yun Ziang.

Ren Hong answered the call first, and the other two hung up immediately.

As soon as the call connected, Yun Ziang yelled, "You guys get out of that shop right now!"

"That shop is definitely not clean!"

As soon as he left the store, the bracelet immediately stopped getting hot.

Jiang Wenshi closed his eyes speechlessly, grabbed Ren Hong's phone, and cursed, "Yun Zi'ang, get the hell out of here! This is my fucking shop!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately hung up Yun Ziang's phone.

Jiang Wenshi picked up his phone and said to the two of them, "I have something to do in a bit, let's call it a day and meet up another time."

The three of them left one after another shortly afterward.