?Reading on mobile phone Looking at He Muqing's cold, composed face, Shu Yajing suddenly felt she was about to be scolded again. Indeed, He Muqing tapped the desk rapidly with her index finger while speaking, "This is all the material you've gathered—especially since you attended the elite gathering—and yet you managed to collect only this much?" Shu Yajing had no grounds to object, yet she was a determined person who always sought reasons to stand her ground. She therefore found it necessary to offer an explanation, saying, "This is all that could be found. The person you're trying to learn about was abducted when he was five years old and only reappeared recently. The records prior to age five are quite abundant, but I'm sure you wouldn't find them particularly interesting—so I didn't include them to pad the report. The most recent materials consist mainly of the pages I personally wrote, along with the events that have unfolded since his return to China. He Muqing glanced at the photo of Qin Feng and Fang Fang dining together, and coldly remarked, "I didn't expect this guy to be such a romantic—he's already taken a beautiful woman so quickly. Have we found the information about this girl's parents?" Shu Yajing replied, "We've located their records. Her mother was a primary school teacher who received multiple awards for excellence in teaching and passed away one year after Qin Feng went missing. Her father was a former amateur boxer who won a national championship; he later became prosperous. Both of them have clean backgrounds with no red flags. This girl is even more spotless—her entire family is impeccable." This response was flawless, yet He Muqing's expression remained clearly unsatisfied. Shu Yajing felt it was necessary to add a few more words: "Director, I don't understand why we're investigating him. When he was first arrested, a powerful person stepped in to defend him. I think we'd better refrain from pursuing this matter—otherwise, we might upset the higher-ups." He Muqing extended her right hand, using her slender index finger to point at the ceiling, and said with deliberate emphasis: "It's that influential person who sent me to investigate. Since there's no ready-made information, I'll have to create my own." "What do you mean?" Shu Yajing expressed her confusion. He Muqing raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing at her lips, and replied: "Of course—going after them proactively. You said that boy is quite skilled in combat, didn't you? I need to find out just how skilled he really is, what his tactics are—perhaps I can uncover his true identity. How? I'll set up a scenario for him—create a situation where we both perform together." Shu Yajing was momentarily stunned, then after a few seconds of thoughtful reflection, agreed that this was indeed a sound strategy. ... For the second time, Qin Yu had been defeated, and with Qin Feng's increasingly visible presence at the company, everyone now regarded him as the rightful heir. This situation had placed considerable pressure on Cheng Mei. After the major upheaval at the villa, Cheng Mei had instructed her son to avoid any unnecessary disturbances and remain patient, holding firm until Qin Feng was eliminated. Only then, when she firmly grasped control of the company, could she finally rise to prominence. Qin Yu, full of youthful ambition, had barely noticed the discomfort in his trousers—so much so that he completely forgot about it. Upon hearing that Qin Feng was to attend an elite wine reception, he immediately rushed to visit Wu Shao, eager to ask him to help him out against Qin Feng. But instead, he ended up receiving a good beating and losing face. In addition, over several nights, Qin Feng would appear unexpectedly around the villa, silently and stealthily attacking several security guards. These guards suffered significant setbacks, yet no one could clearly identify who was responsible, leading to growing anxiety and uncertainty among them. Cheng Mei indeed found herself overwhelmed—she could no longer fall asleep at night, and even when she managed to sleep, she would often wake up in a panic, dreaming of nightmares. To find some sense of security from Sun Kui, she relied solely on her phone. Not calling was fine. But as soon as she did, the Sun family members were always out having parties and drinking—she never felt secure, ending up with a growing sense of frustration. Her son was unimpressive, flitting around with other women, and eventually, she couldn’t take it anymore. She leapt several steps to the courtyard, disregarding her bodyguards’ attempts to stop her, and sped off in her car. The bodyguards couldn’t catch up—she simply drove out of sight. The only one who managed to catch up was Qin Feng, who had been quietly watching from nearby. Cheng Mei, as soon as she stepped into the room, shouted loudly, "Sun, do you have any plan at all? You're supposed to kill someone, yet you can't even manage that—constantly brushing me off and sending me to find even more capable killers. I'm asking you now—where is the killer? You're supposed to help us two take over the property, yet you still hide behind the scenes. Are you only here to enjoy the handouts? Are you still not a man? After all these years of following me, I've practically gone blind!" Xiao Mei, don't you know who I am? In my heart, there's always only you. "What nonsense! If you only have room for me, why did you give me away to another man? And not just give me away—why did you also send your seed over to him? Do you really think it's satisfying to make Qin Wei wear a green hat? Don't forget, I've been sleeping with him for all these years—now you've worn a green hat yourself! You're a real toad, a thousand-year-old, everlasting toad! "Xiao Mei, please don't scold me. This is something private between us. My brothers-in-arms are all here—please consider my face." Sun Kui's face turned crimson as his mistress exposed the truth, feeling deeply embarrassed. "Does even a toad need face? That's truly ridiculous." Cheng Mei, now in full force, didn't care about any of that—today was all about making a scene. All the young men were pushed out, everyone holding back to keep from laughing. The whole business of wearing a green hat has always been a joke throughout history. Qin Yu wasn't even Qin Wei's biological son! Qi Feng outside clenched his fists tightly. He had originally thought his father, Qin Wei, was merely wearing a green hat—now it turned out his son was also being kept by someone else. This green hat seemed to be quite a heavy burden.