Chapter 403: Chapter 379: It’s You, Isn’t It?
"Dad, I made some crucian carp soup for you, have a taste, it’s really fresh."
On the weekend, Wen Nuan made some soup and brought it to the hospital. As soon as she entered the ward, she cheerfully placed the soup down and boasted to Wen Qingyan, "I bought this wild crucian carp from a few elderly uncles who were fishing, smell it, isn’t it fragrant?"
"Yes, it does smell good." Wen Qingyan lightly sniffed, squinting his eyes, but the joy in his handsome eyes was less than usual. He looked at Wen Nuan and after a long while, gently sighed.
"Dad, what’s wrong?" Wen Nuan ladled some soup for Wen Qingyan, asking cluelessly.
Wen Qingyan took a breath, looking at her with increasing seriousness, "Dad wants to ask you something, answer honestly."
Wen Nuan’s heart tightened, "What is it?"
Could it be that the matter with the Wen Family has been discovered? Her heart was pounding like a drum. She had told the doctors and nurses not to let him watch TV or read newspapers these couple of days, he shouldn’t have known.
When Wen Qingyan took out his phone, Wen Nuan could only think of one thing: a chink in the armor!
"Dad, you... used your phone... to go online?" She awkwardly asked, her face reddening, like a child who had made a big mistake.
Wen Qingyan never used his phone to go online, so she had forgotten about this when trying to prevent news leaks.
"These past few days, since the nurse neither gave me newspapers nor let me watch TV, I felt something was off. Today, when using the phone, I suddenly remembered I could browse the internet, I typed in Wen Family Cosmetics and immediately saw some news saying there’s a problem with the cosmetics."
Wen Nuan felt a slight relief after he finished talking.
Fortunately, he looked at it just this morning. If it were a few days earlier, who knows how much more of the issues with the Wen Family Cosmetics he would have seen. But strangely, some websites quietly deleted those news articles quickly. She had been busy dealing with the Wen Family’s financial shortages and hadn’t got a chance to investigate.
"Dad, don’t worry, it’s already been handled." Wen Nuan handed the crucian carp soup to Wen Qingyan, realizing the matter couldn’t be concealed any longer, she straightforwardly told him:
"We’ve already made some remedies, the losses aren’t massive. However, due to the faulty products, some other flawless products have been slow-selling. Coupled with investments in new production lines, customer claims, and recalling faulty products, there was a financial difficulty in the company, but it’s fully resolved now. Dad, actually, it’s all thanks to an old classmate of yours."
Wen Qingyan eased up a bit, slightly startled when she mentioned the word ’old classmate’, "Old classmate?"
"Yes, he’s the one who’s also classmates with you and Uncle Qin Tong, his name is Meng Changhao, he’s now running a company in M City. Uncle Qin reached out to him and he lent us a large sum of money for turnover, and also contacted some authoritative websites he knows to issue a formal statement declaring there was no problem with the other Wen Family Cosmetics..."
Wen Nuan spoke with admiration about "Meng Changhao’s" deeds, her eyes full of gratitude, "Dad, when you get better, we must go and personally thank Uncle Meng... Dad, what’s wrong?"
She paused, seeing Wen Qingyan deep in thought, "Is there a problem?"
"Are you sure Uncle Qin said he’s in M City?" Wen Qingyan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Yes, that’s what Uncle Qin said." Wen Nuan responded, puzzled.
Wen Qingyan shook his head, "On the day of my surgery, Director Guo said Meng Changhao immigrated to Australia a few days ago, left in a hurry without notifying everyone, and even specially asked Director Guo for mine and Qin Tong’s phone numbers, saying he’d inform us of his address once settled..."
Wen Nuan’s face suddenly changed, "Dad, are you implying... it’s not Uncle Meng?"
Director Guo, here, is a friend who gets along well with Qin Tong, Wen Qingyan, and Meng Changhao, so his words can’t be false because there’s no reason for him to lie to dad.
So Uncle Qin...
The spoon she was holding dropped into the fish soup with a splash, riddles upon riddles surged in Wen Nuan’s mind. She bit her lip and placed the fish soup in front of Wen Qingyan, "Dad, I need to go out for a bit."
In the corridor, finding a secluded spot, Wen Nuan took a deep breath, inputting Qin Tong’s phone number.
"Nuannuan, where are you? Have you gone to the hospital to see Qingyan?" Qin Tong’s pleasant voice came through, sounding cheerful: "I’m planning to go see him with your aunt."
Everyone had been tense these past few days, now with the crisis gradually resolving, the mood was improving.
"I’m in the hospital right now." Wen Nuan’s hand that held the phone trembled slightly, "Uncle Qin, my dad used his phone to surf the internet and found out about some issues with Wen Family. I just told him about Uncle Meng helping us..."
"You told him that?"
Qin Tong’s previously joyful voice suddenly became a bit unclear. Even without thinking too much, Wen Nuan knew how embarrassed he must be appearing now. Sure enough, his words were no longer as fluent as before: "Nuannuan, can you tell Uncle Qin, what did Qingyan... say?"
"Uncle Qin, my dad said Director Guo mentioned that Uncle Meng immigrated to Australia. If Director Guo hadn’t gone out of town for study, you’d probably know about this too, right?" Wen Nuan leaned her back against the corridor wall and gently asked, her voice not sounding like her own: "Uncle Qin, who exactly helped us? Why won’t you tell the truth?"
Was it him?
A shadow of a particular someone flashed across her mind, draining most of her strength.
Qin Tong fell completely silent, frowning deeply, his face full of difficulty.
He had promised the Leng Family’s Second Young Master that before he reached the UK, he would keep this secret no matter what. He hadn’t expected Wen Nuan to find out so soon.
He gritted his teeth, regaining his usual calm voice, "I asked a friend of mine for help."
"Uncle Qin, please don’t lie to me, okay? If that were true, why would you say it was Uncle Meng who helped?" Wen Nuan laughed softly, sounding helpless, "You just don’t want to say who it is, isn’t it?"
"Nuannuan, hello... Nuannuan, what were you saying? I have bad signal here..."
Qin Tong wiped the sweat off his forehead, his old face reddening, awkwardly he hung up the phone, finally breathing a lengthy sigh of relief. Checking the time, it was only a little over two hours until the Leng Family’s Second Young Master’s flight time. Once he was on the plane, if he couldn’t hold on any longer, he would have to confess.
"It’s you, it must be you, right?"
Wen Nuan hung up Qin Tong’s call in silence. As she furiously dialed Leng Yan’s number, she muttered furiously.
Power off!
Scrolling through her contacts, she pulled out Leng Yan’s office number, took a breath, and waited for an answer. The secretary’s sweet voice rang, causing her to clench her teeth tightly.
Leng Yan had gone to the airport, he was flying to the United Kingdom today!