Yan Family Manor.

"Chi Shao, I have already checked it. Yang Muya's whereabouts cannot be found on domestic and international flights. If she didn't call a private jet, there is only one possibility left..."

"She didn't leave S City at all." Before Jin Special Assistant finished speaking, Yan Chengchi opened his lips lightly.

In his eyes, it was clear.

"Chi Shao, you guessed it a long time ago?" Jin Tezhu was taken aback, and immediately asked in confusion, "Then at the Yang family today, you know that Yang Muya is in that small western-style building, why don't you expose the butler's lies?"

"The butler is just a storyteller, what can I do if I dismantle it? Yang Muya doesn't want to see me. If I rush into the Yang family's ancestral house, not only can I not let her help me, I am afraid it will be counterproductive.

Yan Chengchi's stalwart body stood up from the sofa and walked to the window, looking at the quiet night in the manor.

In the deep black eyes, there was a strange light shining.

In the situation at that time, Yan Hong's people should be waiting to see if he could lose his temper. Regardless of the Yang family's obstruction, they broke in and completely offended them so that they would not have to do anything.

He is not that stupid yet.

Looking for Yang Muya from the main entrance is superficial skill.

However, this superficial effort must be real in order to convince the secret eyeliner.

"Go and check what exits are there from the Yang Family's ancestral home, such as the back door." Yan Chengchi's eyes flashed, turned around, and gave lightly.

"Yes, the subordinates understand." Jin Tezhu retired respectfully.

As soon as I walked to the door, I ran into the manor housekeeper who came to look for Yan Chengchi, "Master, he wants to see you, he said that there is something old and he wants to talk to you."

"..." Yan Chengchi's evil eyes narrowed.

In my mind, those words that Yang Muya asked the butler to convey this afternoon at Yang's house.

With a tight palm, he stepped past the butler and walked towards Yan Sheng's bedroom.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard an uncontrollable cough from the bedroom.

He panicked and strode forward, "Uncle, I will ask the doctor to come over."

"It's okay... don't alarm other people...cough cough!" Yan Sheng grabbed his hand and motioned to him to stay calm.

"I was in the hospital today. There has been a lot of rumors. If I call a doctor again, I am afraid that the news of my illness and death will come out tomorrow. Don't worry, I can't die."

"Uncle, I have arranged the medical team..."

"At this time, how do you let me receive treatment with peace of mind?" Yan Sheng asked Yan Chengchi to help him sit up from the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, his voice was hoarse after coughing, and his lips slowly opened.

"I asked you to come here because I wanted to tell you something that happened more than 20 years ago. This incident may be why Yang Muya is unwilling to help the Yan family."

"..."

"She hates me. She has been hating me since that incident. She told me personally that unless she saw me die with her own eyes, she would never forgive me in this life. So now, the Yan family’s direct line has met She won’t take any action in a difficult situation.”

"..." Yan Chengchi's pupil tightened and looked at Yan Sheng unexpectedly.

"The past is a long story, I originally planned to bring it into the coffin, but now for you...cough cough..."

Yan Sheng coughed suddenly, his hands tightly held Yan Chengchi's arm, and he paused, "If you want Yang Muya to agree to help you, you must find someone for her..."