Fang Miaomiao buried her head in Wen Zhiyan's arms. "What's going on with Fang Yanhuan now?"
"Still no sign of her. But our people are investigating the period between Fang Yanhuan running away from home and her return to the Fang family."
"Wen Zhiyan."
"This has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with the original host. None of you did anything wrong, and Fang Yanhuan didn't do anything wrong. But she shouldn't have taken all the injustices she suffered and exacted revenge on you and the original host."
The way she was acting was turning her from a victim into a perpetrator.
Fang Miaomiao fell silent.
"What's wrong with Mommy?" Wen Yan'an looked at Wen Zhiyan with displeasure. "Daddy, Mommy is a girl. You have to let her have her way. How can you bully Mommy?"
As he spoke, Wen Yan'an protectively pulled Fang Miaomiao into his embrace. "Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll protect you."
Fang Miaomiao was amused and exasperated. "With your little arms and legs, you want to protect me?"
Wen Yan'an huffed. "Mommy, you have to believe me, I can protect you."
"Okay, okay, our An'an is the best. He can protect Mommy now. How can my An'an be so amazing?"
Praise made Wen Yan'an shyly bury his face in Fang Miaomiao's chest.
"Let's eat. Let's eat. We'll video call Xixi after we finish eating, okay?"
Wen Yan'an nodded. "Okay."
After dinner, Wen Zhiyan looked at the video sent by the security guard.
@Security: Master Wen, we've noticed a few people loitering around your building lately. There's also a man in a black hat who appeared on your floor.
Wen Zhiyan glanced at the video, seeing the figure in the hat, entirely clad in black. A man?
He replied briefly and then went to wash up.
"What were you thinking about just now?"
"My phone is on the nightstand. You can take a look."
Fang Miaomiao gave an ok gesture and looked at the figure on the screen.
It strongly resembled the woman she had encountered in the hotel restroom before.
Recalling those cold eyes devoid of any emotion, Fang Miaomiao swallowed nervously, feeling a bit cowardly.
After all, even at the peak of her fame in her previous life, she had never experienced being stalked.
Fang Miaomiao sighed and took out her phone, hoping to relax.
She opened the video app.
The first one was a statement from the Wen Corporation.
Good.
The second video was hers.
Hmm, still good.
The comments weren't just about her looks, but more about pitying her, or saying she deserved it for fighting Fang Yanhuan over family and a boyfriend.
Fang Miaomiao read through the comments. When some users spoke up for her, they were immediately shut down by a particular user.
"Tsk, see? Some people are just self-righteous and will never change their minds. Even though the person has already clarified things, they refuse to believe it. What can you say to people like that?" Fang Miaomiao muttered as she watched.
However, she found something interesting: this user appeared in every video that criticized her or praised her looks.
Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow. "Interesting, this person."
She clicked on the profile. It was a private account, and the avatar looked somewhat familiar.
Fang Miaomiao swiftly opened her WeChat blacklist.
Well, a missing person had returned.
Fang Miaomiao sat up straighter and called Xin Xuanlai.
"Madam?" Xin Xuanlai answered, instinctively looking around. "Why are you calling me so late?"
"Do you use Douyin?"
Xin Xuanlai was a little surprised but nodded. "Yes, why?"
"Ahem." Fang Miaomiao sheepishly touched her nose. "Um, can I borrow your Douyin account?"
"Borrow my account?" Xin Xuanlai didn't quite understand what his madam was planning.
"It's just that I think I might have, possibly, found a trace of Fang Yanhuan."
"Madam, what did you just say? You found a trace of Fang Yanhuan?" Xin Xuanlai exclaimed, jumping up from his seat. "Where? Where is she? Do you need us to come over now?"
"No, no, it's just not certain, that's why I need your account to check. I was thinking of registering a new one with Wen Zhiyan, but I'm afraid she'll find out. So, I thought I'd use an old one. After I follow the account, you can just keep an eye on it later. Sorry to trouble you."
"No trouble at all. No trouble. I'll send you the account and password right now."
Fang Miaomiao nodded. Shortly after hanging up, she received Xin Xuanlai's message.
After successfully logging in, she accurately found the account under her own negative videos.
Follow.
Interestingly, the account's IP address was displayed as being from Yuyuan.
"What is Miaomiao busy with?"
Fang Miaomiao replied casually without looking up.
Wen Zhiyan frowned. "So, you suspect Fang Yanhuan is at Yuyuan?"
Fang Miaomiao nodded. "Perhaps, maybe it's a woman's intuition."
"Alright. Not many people live at Yuyuan, so it will be relatively easier to investigate."
As Wen Zhiyan spoke, he pulled Fang Miaomiao into his arms. "You can find something unusual just by scrolling through videos."
"Don't blame me for this. It's just that there are so many trending topics about us today. I scrolled through several videos, and all of them were about Wen Zhiyan and Fang Miaomiao. Then, by sheer coincidence, I discovered this."
"Heaven's will, its influence on us is gradually diminishing. Haven't you noticed that we've been spot-on with our investigations recently?"
Even her father was on their side.
Fang Miaomiao nodded. "That's great. Maybe this whole thing will be over soon."
"Yes, it will be over soon. Captain Xu and his team have dismantled quite a few human trafficking rings. We are close to winning."
Fang Miaomiao patted Wen Zhiyan's back.
"Miaomiao, after we finish dealing with this, how about I take you to meet my elder brother and his wife?"
Fang Miaomiao pursed her lips. "Will your elder brother and his wife dislike me?"
"No." Wen Zhiyan gently kissed the top of Fang Miaomiao's head. "My elder brother and his wife will definitely like you when they meet you."
Fang Miaomiao blinked, then playfully pinched Wen Zhiyan's cheek. "Why are you kissing my hair!"
She hadn't washed her hair in two days.
Wen Zhiyan fondly clasped Fang Miaomiao's hands. "What are you afraid of? Your hair isn't dirty."
"Ah, you're still saying it." Fang Miaomiao pushed him onto the bed. "How can you be like this?"
"Okay, okay, I was wrong. From now on, I'll only kiss your hair on days you've washed it, alright?"
Fang Miaomiao's cheeks flushed. How could she respond to that?
Wen Zhiyan swung his long arms and pulled her into his embrace. "Miaomiao, I'm serious."
"I'm serious too. I can tell from your tone that your elder brother and his wife like you very much, and I'm just... afraid."
During her time in this world, she had felt like an idiot, unable to do anything right. It would be a miracle if her elder brother and his wife liked her.
"No, you are wonderful. I like you very much, An'an likes you very much, and my elder brother and his wife will like you too."