Recalling his own disheveled state earlier, Jiang Ling pulled at his lips in displeasure, "Then I woke up like this, and you happened to contact me through that app."
After hearing the full account of what had happened, Shi Xinxin understood that it aligned perfectly with her earlier suspicions.
It seemed that Old Feng's willingness to pay a heavy price for the supplement was definitely related to that major event.
Sheng Chenjin also had this thought. He pondered for a moment and then asked, "Can you contact that foreign businessman now? Ask him to immediately send someone to find Old Feng and Feng Xiao."
This was precisely Shi Xinxin's thought as well. The foreign businessman had accumulated a considerable network of contacts during his years in business. If he were to search for Old Feng and Feng Xiao, the chances of finding them would likely be much higher.
Upon hearing Sheng Chenjin's somewhat commanding tone, Jiang Ling frowned slightly. However, remembering that Shi Xinxin had mentioned it was a matter of great importance to her, he still agreed and turned to instruct his assistant to contact the foreign businessman.
As Shi Xinxin had expected, the foreign businessman was furious when he heard that his subordinate had taken the supplement. He immediately dispatched his most capable men to search for them.
Sheng Chenjin also dispatched his specially trained personnel to search within the scope of the capital city and its surrounding areas. He had Bai Feng inform many influential figures in the industry, meaning Old Feng was now considered a criminal within the business world.
After the foreign businessman said he had sent people to search for Old Feng, there was no further news. Shi Xinxin walked slowly on the balcony, hearing Bai Feng report that Old Feng's whereabouts had not been found. She bit her lip in thought.
She recalled past details related to Old Feng, trying to find any anomalies or his usual haunts.
But Shi Xinxin soon realized that it was all in vain. Old Feng had approached her with ulterior motives, so he would naturally not reveal any expression beyond his facade in front of her.
Shi Xinxin sighed inwardly. Sheng Chenjin stood beside her, shielding her from the direct heat of the sun.
He said nothing, merely observing Shi Xinxin. Seeing that her expression was not unusual, his own irritation began to subside.
Shi Xinxin turned her head and glanced at Jiang Ling, who was waiting for news on the sofa. She asked loudly, "Jiang Ling, have you told Uncle Jiang and the others about what happened to you?"
Jiang Ling paused, then shook his head and looked at her. "It's just a small matter. I've been through worse, and I'm unharmed."
He had always been independent and never bothered his family.
But Shi Xinxin thought of something and hesitated, saying, "I'd like to trouble Uncle Jiang to help find Old Feng."
She knew the Jiang family had eyes and ears all over the world. No matter how hard Old Feng tried to conceal his tracks, he would never be able to escape the Jiang family's vast network.
Jiang Ling readily agreed. "Okay, I'll contact my dad right now."
He knew that what had happened this time was definitely not a trivial matter for Shi Xinxin.
From the moment he met Shi Xinxin until the incident half a year prior, she had always been composed, never flustered by any situation, yet always completing them perfectly.
He had never seen her so flustered before. Although Shi Xinxin was trying her best to hide her overwhelming emotions, Jiang Ling could still strongly sense her deep-seated unease and worry.
Thinking this, a pang of pain echoed in a certain corner of his heart. He looked at her again, about to offer words of comfort.
However, where his gaze landed, he saw a broad figure enveloping Shi Xinxin in an embrace.
The sunlight seemed to brighten at that moment, casting their figures in a clear light.
Jiang Ling quietly withdrew his gaze.
"Sheng Chenjin, shouldn't we do something? What if, during this time, he manages to research that thing..." Shi Xinxin said, feeling uneasy.
Although unspoken, they both understood that "he" referred to Old Feng.
Sheng Chenjin said in a deep voice, "He won't. He's spent so many years trying without success; a single batch of supplement won't be enough to solve it so easily. He must be looking for something else, something more important."
Feeling his strong heartbeat against her, seemingly transmitted through their touching skin to her very bones, Shi Xinxin felt a little more at ease.
She exhaled a breath. "Then why do you think he hasn't found that most important thing all these years?"
Sheng Chenjin had had a thought in his mind for a while, and he finally voiced it. "Xinxin, I suspect his approaching you with purpose isn't just because of your identity. It's possible that both you and I have something he desires."
Shi Xinxin's fingers, hanging at her sides, clenched tightly. "Then what special things do we have?"
Their question was met with a silent stillness in the air.
Meanwhile, on the second basement level of the gang's hideout, yellow light illuminated the room, making a pool of blood slowly flowing on the ground gleam with a hazy, eerie aura.
At this moment, from within the dark room, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor echoed.
With this rhythmic footsteps, the corridor lights suddenly flickered on. With a crackle, the entire room was illuminated.
Yun Rou paused slightly at the doorway, her eyes glancing sideways at the man sitting on the sofa.
She was wearing a form-fitting red dress and black patent leather high heels. If one didn't look closely, they wouldn't notice the poisoned darts hidden in the heels.
"Old Feng, still alive and well, I presume?" Yun Rou's eyes were heavy, her thoughts unreadable as she slowly walked and elegantly sat on the other sofa.
Sitting opposite her was Old Feng, dressed in a trench coat. Beside him was a silver metal case.
"CnA?" In the dim light, Yun Rou saw the metal case on the floor and raised her eyebrows in surprise.
She narrowed her eyes, appraising Old Feng's satisfied expression. "I truly didn't expect you to succeed."
Old Feng smiled faintly, his demeanor exuding cunning. He said in a low voice, "These things are mere child's play to me."
Yun Rou gave a perfunctory laugh. She knew full well that Old Feng wouldn't have obtained this batch of items through honorable means.
She stood up and slowly picked up a bottle of red wine from a cabinet, along with several wine glasses.
Red wine poured into the glasses with a swish. Yun Rou said nonchalantly, "So what if you obtained CnA? You still haven't gotten the most important thing in the entire plan."
This jab, buried in Old Feng's heart for years, was now exposed, and his face showed a hint of anger. "Even so, my plan is not far from success."