e pursed her lips. Since Fu Mo Han wasn't in a hurry, she didn't mind either way.There is just one week left until my grandfather's birthday, it's not too long.Fu Mo Han seeing Lin Jin Ran not speakin...The vehicle drove into a flat-house district, and the road became narrow.

On both sides of the road, makeshift railings had been erected, with freshly washed clothes and bedding spread out on top.

Women in twos and threes sat by the door, stopping children from running around on the street. Their eyes were curious, gazing at the line of vehicles that had arrived, trying to guess their purpose.

Passing through the neighborhood of low-lying houses, several buildings with peeling walls and ancient history stood. Vehicles were parked in the open space in front of the small buildings.

The bodyguard standing guard in front of the small building ran over, opened the back door respectfully, and said, "Young Master Ye."

"Hmm." Ye Xiao responded expressionlessly, bending down to get out of the car.

He tilted his head to survey the surroundings, his dark eyes landing on the pitch-black doorway of a small building in the distance. He strode over with his long legs.

"The person on the second floor, room 202, is already under control, but their mental state might be compromised. We can't get any information from them for now." The bodyguard trailed behind, reporting the latest situation.

The night owl stepped up to the doorway of the small building, ascended the steps, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter"

"She was terrified. When we found her, she was mentally unstable and kept repeating that Lin Zhigang was a liar."

Ye Xiao's mind immediately flashed with the information in the data, Lin Zhigang, Lin Jinyan's uncle, Xu Ronghua's ex-husband.

As they were speaking, the night owl had already arrived at the door of room 202 on the second floor.

The anti-theft door of 202 was ajar, and a bodyguard stood inside. Upon seeing Ye Xiao's figure, he respectfully said, "Young Master Ye, the person is in the bedroom."

"Mmm." Ye Xiao nodded, stepping into the doorway and heading towards the bedroom.

The bedroom door was ajar. The bodyguard gently pushed it open and walked in.

The night owl entered the room, his sword eyebrows furrowing.

The room was in utter disarray, with items strewn about haphazardly as if it had been ransacked.

The only clean place seemed to be the bed, where a person lay wrapped up in the covers like a tightly-packed little hill.

That's the one he was looking for.

He waved his hand.

The bodyguard walked up to the bed and reached out to pull the blanket. The person underneath let out a string of curses, "Let go of me! This is all my money, it's mine! Lin Zhigang, you're going to die a horrible death, my money!"

But her strength was simply no match for the trained bodyguard.

The blanket, not even resisting the force, was dragged away, revealing a face covered in grime, haggard and exhausted. It was Xu Ronghua, whom Ye Xiao had been investigating recently.

Her current appearance is a far cry from the opulent and elegant one she once possessed.

Having been stripped of his bedding, Xu RongHua huddled into a ball, clutching a pillow tightly to his chest. His eyes, bloodshot from crying, darted back and forth as he mumbled, "This is my money, my money, no one can take it away. I won't give you my money, it's all mine."

The night owl took a step closer to the bed, looking down at her with a cold voice, "Xu Rong Hua."

On the bed, the nervous Xu RongHua slowly lifted her head and looked at the person calling her name.

When my eyes landed on the man's cold and aloof face, I was stunned.

Her pupils dilated, her face filled with astonishment and disbelief as she stammered, "Fu Mo Han, how is this possible You're dead!"

Suddenly, Xu Ronghua seemed to be startled. He clutched the pillow in his arms and scrambled under the bed.

She cried out fearfully, "You've come to collect my life, haven't you Was it her who told you She made you come for my life, she must have! It has to be!"

Life-threatening

The night owl curiously raised his sword brows.g her with a troubled frown, Leng Jue asked again, "Madam, is there anything you need""No, it's not necessary." Lin Jinran shook his head silently, rejecting Leng Jue's words, obviously unwilling to t...