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“Sister Ye, don't rush, let Grandpa finish speaking,” Yingzi finally spoke up after remaining silent. Ye Xiaofei realized he had acted inappropriately and quietly sat down to listen to Grandpa continue.
Xiaojun held onto me tightly, mumbling incoherently. Under the influence of the medication, I felt my blood boiling, my heart racing, and a severe headache. I was nearly unconscious. When I regained consciousness, I found myself on the road by the river. I had no idea how I got there. Thinking that the river breeze might cool me down, I walked up the steps. Halfway up, I fell.
Ye Cheng continued, his expression improving slightly. He grabbed a teacup from the table, took a sip of tea, and continued, “When I fell, my head hurt badly, but I was still conscious. I just couldn't speak, and my eyelids felt heavy, barely open. To others, it probably looked like I was dead. Many people passed by me, but no one paid attention until a Young Man with Shoulder-Length Hair hesitated for a moment before coming back to help me and called for emergency services.”
This situation was quite clear; it had a lot to do with Xiaojun. However, why didn’t Old Master Ye mention this and instead favored Xiaojun? This left people puzzled.
Ye Cheng, being very clever, could guess what others were thinking even if they didn’t ask. So he poured out everything like beans from a bamboo tube. It turned out that when Ye Cheng returned home from the hospital, he hadn’t had the chance to find Xiaojun. Instead, Xiaojun had sneaked into his room with a rare phone in hand that had several photos on it—photos of Ye Cheng and an unclothed Xiaojun embracing each other. Although not very clear, upon closer inspection, it was still recognizable who they were. Thus, Xiaojun threatened Ye Cheng, forbidding him from firing her or asking about that afternoon; otherwise, she would expose those photos to everyone.
This nanny seemed to be no ordinary nanny; she had grasped Ye Cheng's weakness. This was more significant than demanding money or even threatening his life. Ye Cheng did not want his lifelong reputation ruined in an instant, so he endured it all. However, the more he endured, the bolder she became, leading to this situation today.
“A phone with a camera? This model just hit the market and is very expensive. How could a nanny afford it? Someone must have bought it for her. Grandpa, where did this nanny come from?” Yingzi asked anxiously.
Sister Wu stood up and said softly, “Two years ago, she was introduced by Ye Wu, claiming to be some relative of his friend. At that time, the relationship wasn’t as tense as it is now, so we didn’t pay much attention.”
“Damn it! So she was an informant arranged by Ye Wu. It seems he started planning this two years ago. The person who harmed you must be him,” Ye Xiaofei said angrily.
Suddenly, the cooking aunt knocked on the door and shouted, “Sister Wu, something's wrong! Xiaojun suddenly ran off with a big bag and wouldn’t let us tell you!”
The fox's tail finally showed itself; Xiaojun, realizing her scheme was exposed and unable to hold on any longer, chose to flee as her best option. Upon hearing this, Yingzi said, “You two stay with Grandpa; I'll go catch her.” With that, she opened the door and disappeared like a gust of wind.
Yingzi chased after the villa gate, initially planning to drive, but then thought better of it. This woman would definitely choose to take a shortcut, so driving wouldn't help. Instead, she headed towards a narrow alley outside the villa area.
Her guess was correct. Under the dim streetlights, a woman was walking briskly with a large bag on her back, seemingly talking on her phone as she walked. Without thinking, Yingzi rushed after her. As she got closer, Yingzi's heart leaped with joy; it turned out to be Xiaojun.
Perhaps caught up in her excitement, Yingzi's footsteps were a bit too loud and Xiaojun heard her. She turned around, threw her bag to the ground, and took off running at a speed faster than a rabbit. Yingzi felt regret; she had underestimated this woman.
Seeing Xiaojun leap across the road and dart into another narrow alley, Yingzi steeled herself and summoned the strength she had built during ten kilometers of military training. She nearly brushed against a car as she crossed the road. Once in the alley, Yingzi saw Xiaojun bent over, gasping for breath. She probably thought Yingzi wouldn't catch up.
Yingzi pushed herself forward and was just about to grab Xiaojun when she realized she had fallen into an ambush. A wooden stick flew towards her ankle. In a moment of quick thinking, she used her momentum to roll forward, narrowly avoiding the stick aimed at her feet. However, another stick came from above and grazed her scalp as she dove forward.
It seemed there were quite a few people involved. Yingzi dared not be careless and rolled against the wall for cover. With the faint light from the streetlamp, she could finally see clearly—there were six young men holding wooden sticks. She noticed their hair was all dyed blonde; this was a typical sign of hooligans.
Pressing tightly against the wall in the dim alley where visibility was poor, these thugs hesitated to approach and merely looked around. Taking advantage of this moment, Yingzi peered deeper into the alley and thought she caught a glimpse of Xiaojun's figure. In an instant, Xiaojun slipped into another alleyway. Yingzi never expected there would be such an area in City A, but given the current situation, she couldn't afford to think about that. The priority was to rush out and catch Xiaojun.
Suddenly, Yingzi stepped on something hard—it felt like a piece of brick. Her heart leaped with joy as she quickly bent down to grab it. With a loud shout, she hurled the brick towards one of the guys standing in the middle of the alley. Caught off guard, he screamed and crouched down protectively as his companions scattered to either side of the alley in fear. Seeing this opportunity, Yingzi dashed out toward the alley where Xiaojun had gone.
After running about thirty or forty meters, the thugs finally regained their senses and abandoned their injured companion to chase after Yingzi. Upon entering the alley, she found it filled with makeshift houses closely packed together. People were coming and going; it was bustling compared to the earlier desolation at the alley entrance.
Where was Xiaojun? She had vanished without a trace while heavy footsteps approached from behind Yingzi. What should she do? Suddenly, she spotted Fei Hu from Shengwei Group Company—the one who had injured her—opening a door as if he had just returned from buying something outside. Seeing him felt like finding a savior; Yingzi dashed over just as Fei Hu opened his door and slipped inside before turning to stand behind it.
Fei Hu dropped his toothpaste and soap all over the floor as he stumbled back in shock; he had just returned home with his keys still in the lock and hadn’t grasped what was happening yet—his heart raced wildly from fear.
"Quick! This way!" shouted five blonde thugs as they rushed in pursuit, their eyes scanning frantically around.
There was a guy who pointed with a wooden stick at Fei Hu, who was picking something up from the ground, and said, "Hey! Have you seen a woman with short hair run in here?"
Fei Hu had never liked these people. He shook his head and secretly cursed, "Go to hell, I saw her but I'm not telling you anything. So what?"
A few blond guys shouted as they walked away, one of them making a phone call while walking, saying, "Boss, send more people over. She's in this Shanty Area. If we surround and search it, we’ll definitely find something."
Once those people had walked far away, Fei Hu entered the house. He knew there was still someone hiding behind the door, but he wasn't sure if it was a man or a woman. When Fei Hu closed the door, he was stunned and asked in surprise, "What are you doing here? What’s going on?"
Yingzi smiled and said, "What's so strange about it? I should be asking you why you're here."
"I live here; this is my humble abode. Don't laugh," Fei Hu said awkwardly as he pushed some clothes on the bedside back, indicating for Yingzi to sit down.
Yingzi showed no signs of disdain and sat down gracefully at the head of the bed. Seeing this, Fei Hu felt very happy and cheerfully asked, "Yingzi, how did you get involved with those people? They’re tough to deal with."
"Hey! Can you stop being gross? Just call me Yingzi, no need for 'Miss Yingzi', it makes me sound like a Japanese person," Yingzi said playfully while giving Fei Hu a mock glare.
"Alright, I’ll do as you say. So is there anything you need help with?" Fei Hu asked generously.
"Sure! Help me fight and deal with those blond guys," Yingzi said, her eyes fixed on Fei Hu, looking mischievous and playful.
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