Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 480 - 345, The Third Ford (Fourth Update)_3

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Maybe she was too tired that night, she accidentally caught a chill, and the next day she had a bit of a fever.

She took a sick day, got some medicine, and went to Deep Valley to visit her mother.

Xu Xinzhen was surfing the web, watching the foreign version of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" which was cut into only six episodes. Seeing her daughter, Xu Xinzhen sighed and said: "Look at how sinister these concubines in the palace are, they can kill with Chinese medicine without leaving a trace. The dosage is light, causing chronic organ failure, and finally death. Western forensic methods can’t even detect it."

Shi Nian laughed wryly: "Mom, you’re talking about the thing with musk causing miscarriage, right? That’s exaggerated, it’s impossible."

Xu Xinzhen, however, pursed her lips: "It’s not musk, it’s Wolf Teeth Grass. For people with bad kidneys, using it continuously for a year will completely ruin them, not even a god can save them. That’s what Doctor Duan says, his ancestors were imperial doctors who knew all about this."

Shi Nian’s heart skipped a beat: "Doctor Duan? Which Doctor Duan?"

Xu Xinzhen gave her a look: "Nian Nian, are you getting Parkinson’s? It’s Duan Mingxuan."

Shi Nian’s heartbeat intensified: "Mom, he’s just telling stories to amuse you, isn’t he? He’s never done it, how can he be so sure?"

Xu Xinzhen tilted her head, fiddling with her self-braided pigtail, looking at Shi Nian with exaggerated surprise: "How do you know he hasn’t? I made him swear, he wasn’t just telling stories to deceive me. If he dared lie, I’d never let him come again."

Shi Nian quickly got up and went outside to call Tang Yanqing.

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Tang Yan Yi went to see George.

George was all smiles, not hiding it at all. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Tang Yan Yi knew, George had heard that the police had already launched an investigation against Huangfu Huazhang. And according to modern economic principles, the stock price of the Buddha Group would inevitably be affected.

Tang Yan Yi just snorted: "But this isn’t all good news for you, is it? Although Huangfu Huazhang is under investigation, the Buddha Group’s stock price falling affects your own assets too."

George shrugged: "How can my shares be compared with Huangfu Huazhang’s? My loss compared to his is like a drop in the ocean."

Tang Yan Yi laughed too: "I promised you, I’d help you take Huangfu down. See, there are already results."

George nodded in approval: "Good girl."

Tang Yan Yi lowered her eyes: "Then tell me about Old Buddha’s kidneys. And how did the doctor conclude it was death?"

George raised an eyebrow: "Seems like there’ll be new developments?"

Tang Yan Yi snorted lightly: "I told you long ago, I’d hold onto Huangfu with unrelenting grip. The more you tell me, the faster this process will be."

George smiled in satisfaction: "That’s right, the old man’s kidneys had issues for a long time. In the end, it was said he died of organ failure."

Tang Yan Yi happily leaned closer to George, lowering her voice: "Great, I’ll soon be able to prove that it was Huangfu who killed Old Buddha."

George clenched his fingers tightly under the table: "Are you confident?"

Tang Yan Yi nodded with a smile: "He has a personal Chinese medicine doctor, we’ve found him."

George also raised his brows: "Excellent."

Tang Yan Yi lowered her head: "There’s just one problem. Back then, no one questioned Old Buddha’s death, so now suddenly reopening this case isn’t very procedural."

"Then how can we make it procedural?" George asked eagerly: "Tell me, maybe I can help."

Tang Yan Yi sighed: "Of course it’s that without the people raising it, officials won’t investigate. Now we need someone from your Ford family to bring this issue up to the police, then they can intervene."

Tang Yan Yi glanced at George: "Too bad you can’t go out right now."

George nodded with a smile: "It’s okay, I can introduce you to someone."

Tang Yan Yi let George use her phone.

George spoke for a while, then handed the phone back to Tang Yan Yi with a smile: "Let me introduce you to my brother, James."

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That day after work, Rosa’s face looked a bit off, and she hurriedly pulled Shi Nian into the room, locking the door.

"Can you come with me to see someone?"

Shi Nian was surprised: "Who?"

Rosa’s face turned pale: "James Ford."

"How did he find you?" Shi Nian was also startled.

Rosa’s hand felt a bit cold: "He asked if I ever had a storybook with a clown’s face drawn on the third page by myself."

Shi Nian was also taken aback: "Do you?"

Rosa nodded emphatically: "Yes. It’s one of the many books I read in the year I was taken away by the clown. I think this James must have seen me! He saw me back then!"

Shi Nian was equally shocked, decisively nodding: "Alright, I’ll go with you."

She said, reaching for her phone, and Rosa asked warily: "What are you doing? Planning to contact Tang Yanqing?"

Shi Nian had to put down her phone: "Fine, I won’t contact him for now. I’ll go with you to see how things are first."

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At the agreed time, Shi Nian and Rosa arrived at a private club by the sea.

The waiter led the two of them inside, but didn’t take them to any seats, instead directly passing through the lobby to the back door. The back door led to the yacht dock by the sea, and the waiter stood beside a yacht with a smile and said: "Please board the boat."

Shi Nian frowned, regretting not notifying Tang Yanqing earlier.

But things had come to this, so she had to brace herself to get on the boat.

As soon as they got on and hadn’t steadied themselves yet, the yacht roared to life. It turned away from the moored yachts and then sped towards the uninhabited sea.

Rosa was so nervous she almost couldn’t breathe. Shi Nian held onto her with one hand and carefully walked along the boat’s side with the other, calling out as she went: "Mr. Ford? James?"

"Here." A voice came from the driver’s seat ahead.

The two carefully descended the stairs, crossing through the cabin to the front, and saw a young man in a white shirt and pants, hand on the steering wheel, standing in the night wind.

It was only March, and the sea sky wind was still cold, but he was just wearing a thin shirt, half unbuttoned, letting the cold sea sky wind blow his clothes into a flutter.