Night.
Wen Yan'an looked at Miao Miao in his arms: "Miao Miao."
Arrived at the bedroom.
Dialed the phone.
"If I remember correctly, it's late at night where you are. What? Your wife won't let you into the bedroom, and you're lonely?"
"Fang Zhihuan."
"Tsk, go on, what is it now."
"About Xie Wanqing."
"Didn't I already send you Xie Wanqing's information?" Fang Zhihuan asked, confused.
"Not detailed enough." Wen Zhiyan flipped through the information on the computer.
"You're talking nonsense. My intelligence network is the most comprehensive in the world. How dare you look down on me."
"Fang Zhihuan, I'm not joking with you." Wen Zhiyan's mouse paused on a section, "There's no information about her from two years ago."
"How is that possible? I gave you almost all her information from childhood to adulthood."
It was as if the information about her trips to the restroom was missing.
Wen Zhiyan listened to the sound of paper being flipped on the other end, remaining silent.
"This is..." Fang Zhihuan's voice abruptly stopped. "Wait, where is her information from two years ago?"
Wen Zhiyan silently thought "as expected" before asking, "You ask me, who do I ask?"
"Impossible. It was normal when I looked at it."
"Fang Zhihuan."
"What?" Fang Zhihuan impatiently flipped through the documents. He was the boss of a listed company, yet he was acting like a subordinate, working tirelessly.
"I want you to deliver the information to me personally."
"Wen Zhiyan, why don't you try flying to heaven."
Wen Zhiyan moved the phone away from his ear, noticing that the other party had hung up.
"Tsk, for a listed company boss, his temper is quite fiery."
Wen Zhiyan tutted a few times and turned his attention back to the computer, meticulously reviewing Xie Wanqing's life story again.
Once.
And again.
Two years ago.
A scene suddenly flashed through Wen Zhiyan's mind. He then shook his head in self-mockery. How could it be? Second brother passed away five years ago. Even if they met on the way and spent two years together, it wouldn't explain anything.
However.
The connection between Xie Wanqing and third sister-in-law was somewhat strange.
The information Fang Zhihuan gave him stated that the two happened to be traveling in the same place, met by chance, and became friends.
"Wen Zhiyan?"
Wen Zhiyan looked up at the doorway: "Miao Miao, why are you awake?"
"I was thirsty and got up to drink water, but I found you weren't in bed, so I came out to look."
Then she saw the light in the study.
"What are you looking at?" Fang Miao Miao walked over, still sleepy. "Why aren't you sleeping so late?"
"Can't sleep, so I'm looking at some information."
Fang Miao Miao looked at the names and connections on the desk: "Who is Hong Lu?"
"Third sister-in-law."
"Is Hong Lu from the Ran family?"
"I'm not sure." Wen Zhiyan honestly shook his head.
Fang Miao Miao also lost her sleepiness. "Didn't they say that when marrying into a wealthy family, they thoroughly investigate the background of the person?"
"They do investigate, but that's for the father, mother, and the person themselves. It has nothing to do with us outsiders." Kuaishu Pavilion
"Did you investigate me?"
Wen Zhiyan shook his head: "No."
When he married the original host, he only felt that he had bullied her and wanted to repay her for saving his father's life. Moreover, the original host had no feelings for him, so he took it as an additional responsibility, providing living expenses.
Such a person would not pose any threat to him. His mother was also not very satisfied with the original host and was unwilling to investigate her background.
"Why?" Fang Miao Miao was even more confused. "Wouldn't it be better to investigate if you don't like someone? Then you'd have leverage over her, or even kick her out?"
"What are you thinking about?" Wen Zhiyan ruffled Fang Miao Miao's hair. "To put it bluntly, the original Fang Miao Miao was like a guest who often stayed at our house. She had no connection to our family or the Wen Corporation."
According to his mother's words, it was necessary for family members to know each other's backgrounds. Third sister-in-law was investigated and received 3% of the Wen Corporation's shares.
"So that's how it is." Fang Miao Miao understood.
"Do you want shares in the Wen Corporation?"
Fang Miao Miao shook her head: "It's not as practical as a million yuan every month."
Wen Zhiyan smiled and shook his head. "Seriously, were you surprised to see the name Hong Lu just now?"
"Oh, yes. This person wasn't a good person in the book. In the end, Wen Wenlan sent her to prison."
What was especially amusing was that after Wen Wenlan sent her to prison, the Wen family wanted to sever their father-son relationship with Wen Wenlan because of this incident. Ran Lian also got so angry that she was hospitalized and diagnosed with cancer because of it.
"Alright, I'll have someone thoroughly investigate third sister-in-law and the others."
"Let's go to sleep." Fang Miao Miao put away Wen Zhiyan's documents. "Anything can be dealt with during the day. Staying up late at night isn't good. Don't set a bad example for the child."
Children learn by example from adults. If adults don't take care of their own bodies, children might also think that their bodies are unimportant.
"Okay, sleep."
The next morning.
When Fang Miao Miao got out of bed, she realized with a sigh that she had missed sending An An to school again today.
"Awake?"
"Good morning." Fang Miao Miao greeted Wen Zhiyan with unfocused eyes.
"Didn't sleep well?"
That shouldn't be the case. She didn't notice Miao Miao having nightmares last night.
"Don't mention it." Fang Miao Miao sat down in the dining room.
Wen Zhiyan brought out the breakfast that had been heated in the kitchen. "What's wrong?"
"I dreamt all night."
Or, more accurately, she had been receiving all of the original host's memories all night.
"Have breakfast and then sleep a bit more?"
Fang Miao Miao shook her head: "No, I need to sort out my thoughts."
She felt that the memories from last night were conveying something.
"Okay."
After breakfast, just as Fang Miao Miao was about to curl up on the sofa, her phone rang.
"Sister Nian."
"Fei Qingqing wants to see you."
Fang Miao Miao was silent for a moment: "Alright."
Detention Center.
Fang Miao Miao looked at Fei Qingqing, dressed in a prison uniform and looking haggard, through the glass.
When Fei Qingqing saw Fang Miao Miao, she forced a smile and gestured towards the phone.
Fang Miao Miao picked it up.
To her surprise, the first words the person on the other end said were "I'm sorry."
"You?"
Fei Qingqing gave a wry smile. "I know apologies are useless, but I still want to say, I'm sorry, and thank you."
Thank you for the medical expenses back then, thank you for letting Wen Wenlan sue me and send me to prison, stopping me from making further mistakes.
Fang Miao Miao raised an eyebrow: "I was originally planning to tell you something."
"I know what you're going to tell me. You might not believe it, but I dreamt about it last night."
A hint of confusion flashed in Fang Miao Miao's eyes. Could it be that Fei Qingqing had also escaped the control of the Heavenly Dao?
"All my money was used to compensate for the breach of contract. I don't have much left, and I've had my assistant mail it to you. The rest, I'll pay you back after I get out of prison. I'll work to pay you back."
Fang Miao Miao looked at Fei Qingqing for a long time. Although her face was tired, the light in her eyes gave off an undeniable aura.
She felt as though she was seeing the Fei Qingqing who shone brightly on the big screen.