Chapter 482: Chapter 482
Soon, the screen of the phone displayed a black-clothed figure wearing a mask.
Although the snapshot was taken from a distance and only showed a side profile, it was easy to discern that the pattern on the mask was a face painting.
"Do you want to borrow the identity of Shen Shiyi?" Li Zishen picked up the wooden pig carving and said calmly.
Du Feng nodded firmly.
"These masks can be custom-made. While they can’t be completely identical, they can be convincing enough to fool people. Even if Shen Shiyi’s people might see through it, I believe... fooling Lady Tang should not be a problem."
"The logic is sound, but it’s too risky," Li Zishen glanced again at Du Feng’s phone.
"Let me do it? I guarantee the mission will be completed!"
If it weren’t for the promise made earlier to not harm Tang Xiaowan in the slightest, he might have already taken her away before the evening wedding photoshoot was even finished.
The men he had sent to Chicheng had been lying in wait for two whole days, and there had been opportunities to seize her.
They were all desperados!
If they really went all out to capture Tang Xiaowan, the odds were quite good.
Even if Leng Lingxiao’s men were on high alert, there would eventually be a lapse, and it was impossible for them to appear by Tang Xiaowan’s side the instant trouble arose every single time.
Therefore, Du Feng was confident there would be no problem.
"In mid-August, on the night Mei Garden was attacked, Wan fought with a masked figure in black, so this plan... won’t work."
"Are you worried that Lady Tang will recognize the mask? Even if she still remembers, she won’t suspect it’s me."
Li Zishen frowned and then shook his head.
How could he dare let Tang Xiaowan find out that he was the mastermind behind last night’s events? If that happened, what good would it be even if his plan succeeded?
She would surely hate him for a lifetime!
As the Leng Family’s eldest grandson, Li Zishen was born with a golden key, precious and proud, yet after falling in love with Tang Xiaowan, he faced rejection time after time.
He couldn’t keep her, nor could he let her go, so in that case, he had to blaze a new trail.
"Go and rest, let me think this through."
Always hesitating when it comes to Lady Tang?
Ah, what a sin! Love indeed does deep harm; Brother Shen is becoming less and less like himself.
Gone was his previous decisiveness and swift action!
As Du Feng gently closed the study door, the room quickly returned to calm, and Li Zishen started to gather his scattered thoughts.
The tapping of the keyboard rose loudly.
He had an important meeting today concerning the resumption of production for Special Medicine 8028.
Indeed, while he was beset with concerns and had a myriad of thoughts about dealing with the issue of Tang Xiaowan, once he started working, matters were completely different.
In Huang City, at the Wang Mansion.
After an hour of calm reflection, Ye Wanhua was no longer as impulsive, finding her husband Wang Junchen’s analysis somewhat reasonable.
If Tang Xiaowan truly were her biological daughter, Tang Mei couldn’t have kept it a secret for so long.
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Besides, with current technology, carrying out a paternity test was very simple, and Dr. Luo was indeed trustworthy, after all, he held a doctoral degree in medicine. Moreover, Tang Xiaowan had just undergone the latest paternity test the day before yesterday, and Wang Meijuan had already informed her of the results.
There were many people in the world who looked alike; she just felt a particular affinity with Tang Xiaowan.
"Ah Jun, go see dad later... What should we bring? Dad and Aunt Tang have already registered their marriage, shouldn’t we also give a decent gift? How about that set of Y-country gold coins?"
Wang Junchen raised an eyebrow: "Aren’t those too valuable?"
"Dad loves collecting various oddities; that should be about right. Let’s give that set, he probably wouldn’t care for anything else."
"Okay, that works. I’ll listen to you."
"As for Aunt Tang... I think... I’ll give her that set of white jade tea set. She likes things with a classical touch and enjoys tasting tea, so it’s perfect for her."
"You really are filial. It looks like Tang Mei was right—you’re better than me, truly thoughtful!"
Ye Wanhua shook her head, a smile playing on her lips.
"Oh, that reminds me, I almost forgot to ask—you mentioned Aunt Tang had a set of baby clothes, why haven’t you brought them back? Didn’t she give them to you?"
This question left Wang Junchen at a loss for how to respond. His heart that had just settled was anxious again.
He hadn’t expected things to turn out .
"In my excitement... I forgot."
"Oh, I see! Well, I’ll stop by later to ask and see if that’s okay. I want to take a look and also ask Aunt Tang... if the baby... was well-behaved that day, whether it’s breastfed or on formula?" Ye Wanhua said, combing her hair with tear-brimmed eyes and a slight upturn of her lips.
The baby clothes were the ones she had personally changed the baby into, also the ones she had sewn herself.
Not having been able to breastfeed the baby even once, having the baby stay in the ICU since birth, was her greatest guilt as a mother.
Wang Junchen consoled, "Don’t worry, we’ll find them. Don’t be upset now; you’re still pregnant."
Yes, she was still pregnant.
Ye Wanhua caressed her stomach and quickly adjusted her mood, "Yeah, right, we’ll find them soon."
"Change your clothes, put on the new outfit you bought."
Reminded by her husband, Ye Wanhua then remembered the new autumn dress she had bought, a gradient of purple, very beautiful. So, she smiled and headed to the walk-in closet, planning to dress up properly.
Ten minutes later, she came out of the walk-in closet.
But this time, her usual extravagant appearance was replaced by a Jiangnan water town-like gentleness, the flamboyant makeup gone, her clothes and accessories switched from stylish to understated.
Ye Wanhua had thrown all her sunglasses into the trash can, never needing them again.
At 45, her eyes were still bright, her smile was blooming like a flower, her skin fair; this indeed fascinated Wang Junchen.
"You look really good, this version of you is so beautiful!"
Feeling slightly shy under his gaze, Ye Wanhua looked down, her cheeks flushed, and replied, "It’s because you chose a good dress, it fits well."
"No, I’m just gilding the lily!"
She didn’t need makeup to look beautiful; she had just been haunted by an incident from 25 years ago.
The lost things could be left behind, but she couldn’t bury her head in the sand like an ostrich to hide away. The victim shouldn’t be the one ashamed to be seen.
The Yi Xiaodan who had jumped off Jinyuan Bridge was dead, but Wang Junchen’s wife, Ah Hua, was still alive.
From now on, she would go back to being herself.
And so, arm in arm, hand in hand, full of love, the couple left the bedroom.
Who would have known, just as they reached the ground floor hall, they saw the butler walk in from outside with a stern face, holding a spherical box in his hand.
The size of a ping pong ball, entirely red.
Wang Junchen’s heart skipped a beat, no need to guess, he knew it must contain Guixin Pills.
That was Tang Mei’s response.
But Wang Junchen didn’t want his wife to know about this, didn’t want to worry her, otherwise, the calm mood that had just settled would be ignited once again.
So, he gave the butler a look.
"Is the congratulatory gift prepared?"
Understanding immediately, the butler smiled and answered, "Yes, it’s been loaded into the car, and per your instructions, I’ve added a few of the master’s favorite knick-knacks."
Wang Junchen’s lips curved slightly, very satisfied—indeed this was the person he had handpicked.
"Good, then off we go."
With that, the butler quickly stepped aside, following Wang Junchen and Ye Wanhua out of the hall with respect, and then they all boarded a black luxury business vehicle.
As for the spherical box, he had already slipped it into his suit pocket without anyone noticing.
After all, there would be plenty of opportunities to report on the way.