Translator: CinderTL
After breakfast, Jiang Cheng naturally began his day's work.
According to the previous arrangement, he was supposed to visit a client today—a woman who still retained her charm and had specifically requested him to come to her home.
It was hard to decline such an invitation, and Jiang Cheng believed it aligned with his original intention as a "white-robed angel."
"Are you going out?" Lin Wan'er, standing in front of the shelf storing medical records, tilted her head to look at Jiang Cheng, holding a specially marked dark blue notebook in her hand.
"Yes," Jiang Cheng replied. "Ms. Ma, you've met her before."
"Did she get married again last month?" Lin Wan'er asked casually.
"I think... yes."
"Don't go. Accompany me out later," Lin Wan'er said, closing the notebook in her hand and putting it back.
Jiang Cheng shifted his gaze back to the woman with a graceful figure. "That's not good. I already made the appointment." Despite his words, he still asked, "Is there something on your end?"
"A big client. I haven't been in touch with him for a long time, and I heard something might have happened at his home," Lin Wan'er said regretfully. "I miss him quite a bit, so I plan to visit him."
After hearing Lin Wan'er's words, Jiang Cheng vaguely felt a sense of foreboding. "What's the client's name?"
Lin Wan'er raised her delicate eyebrows. "Nan Huaili."
The name sounded very familiar. Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, quickly searching his memory. Strangely, he was certain he knew this person, but he couldn't recall his face.
"He also has a daughter," Lin Wan'er slowly added. "Her name is Nan Jin."
Nan Jin—that clicked! Jiang Cheng immediately remembered the shy girl from whom he had received the bar commission last time. That money was now in Fatty's pocket.
This girl appeared outstanding in the eyes of others, but only Jiang Cheng knew the bitterness she carried behind her excellence.
It was all forced upon her by her mother.
It turned out to be Nan Jin's father. Uncertain of his own emotions, Jiang Cheng thought it over and agreed to accompany Lin Wan'er to the Nan family to see what had happened.
After getting into the passenger seat of the sports car, Lin Wan'er suddenly blinked at Jiang Cheng and smiled. "Actually, I could have gone alone."
"Let's drive."
The Nan family was undoubtedly one of the wealthiest families in Rongcheng, residing in Xingyue Bay, the area with the highest opening price in the city.
It was a villa district, where every inch of land was worth a fortune.
After the security guard verified Lin Wan'er's identity with the residents, they were allowed in. Soon, the car stopped in front of a spacious mansion.
A man dressed like a butler came out, indicating that the host was already waiting for them.
Seeing the butler's peculiar face, Jiang Cheng's eyes paused. He realized that this matter might not be as simple as it seemed.
Walking along a Japanese-style path paved with stones, they entered the villa. The living room was well-lit, surrounded by huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
On a luxurious leather sofa sat a woman.
The woman was well-maintained but looked extremely haggard, her face devoid of makeup. Only when the butler approached to remind her did she seem to realize someone had arrived.
"Mrs. Nan," Lin Wan'er nodded in greeting.
Upon seeing Lin Wan'er, Mrs. Nan, whom she had met a few times before, brightened up. "Miss Lin, please, come in and sit down."
The woman's attitude now was vastly different from before, suggesting that her family must have encountered some significant trouble.
Shortly after sitting down, Mrs. Nan's eyes turned red. "Miss Lin, I really have no other choice but to come to you. Everyone says you have wide connections. Please, you must help."
"Mr. Nan is also our friend. If I can help, I'd be more than willing," Lin Wan'er replied naturally.
"Please, first give us an overview of the situation."
"Alright, alright," Mrs. Nan nodded gratefully. She pursed her lips, seemingly fearful of the situation she was about to describe. Lifting her head, she said with a strange look in her eyes, "Huaili has disappeared."
Upon hearing the word "disappeared," the ominous premonition in Jiang Cheng's heart finally came true.
But what puzzled him even more was that Lin Wan'er remained calm, showing no surprise.
It seemed she had already learned about this matter through other channels. The so-called visit was just a pretense; she had known about Nan Huaili's disappearance all along.
"Kidnapping?" Lin Wan'er asked.
"That's what we thought at first, but after such a long time, we haven't received any calls from kidnappers."
"Moreover, Huaili didn't disappear outside. He vanished from his own office," Mrs. Nan said, her expression growing even more peculiar.
It seemed that even now, she hadn't figured out what exactly had happened.
She wasn't even sure if her husband was still alive.
"Don't be nervous," Jiang Cheng comforted in as steady a voice as possible. "Take your time and be detailed."
Grabbing the water glass on the marble table, Mrs. Nan took a sip, and her agitated emotions calmed somewhat. "It was three nights ago, around 8 p.m., when Huaili sent a message saying he wouldn't be coming home. He had just secured a project recently, and his work schedule was extremely busy."
"I knew he was probably going to pull an all-nighter again, so I reminded him to take care of his health and rest after finishing his work. He's not a young man anymore."
"That's just how Huaili is when he's working, and I'm used to it, but I never expected..." As if recalling something, Mrs. Nan's tears instantly streamed down her face.
"But I never expected that around 10 a.m. the next morning, his secretary called me to say that Huaili was missing, nowhere to be found."
"Yet his phone, the newly signed project contract, and his coat were all in the office. It was just him who was gone."
Mrs. Nan's emotions immediately became agitated again, her voice hoarse as she said, "How could this be? Huaili is always so busy with work, he never lets his phone out of his sight, afraid of missing calls. How could he... how could he just leave without a word?"
"What time was he discovered missing?" Lin Wan'er inquired. "The exact time."
"9 a.m., Huaili was supposed to hold a morning meeting with the heads of various departments at the company." As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Nan negated her own statement, "No, not 9 a.m., earlier than that. The secretary would go to find him in advance, it should be... around 8 a.m."
"What was the last time your husband was seen by someone?" Jiang Cheng asked in a lowered voice.
"At around 11 PM, the coffee machine in his office broke down and hadn't been repaired. He left the office around 11 PM, went to an external coffee machine to get a cup of coffee, and then returned."
"Returned to the office?"
"Yes, that's correct."
"Who saw him?"
"It wasn't a person," Mrs. Nan explained. "It was the surveillance camera in the hallway. We only discovered it later when we reviewed the footage."
(End of the Chapter)
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