Male Lead's Canon Fodder Wife-Chapter 1347: Investigation Result

Hearing her second sister-in-law's question Lu Jueyu nodded and said, "Even though they are young, I have been teaching them how to cook simple dishes."

"With their current skills, they should be able to manage the wedding banquet. Besides, with good ingredients, even if their skills aren't perfect, the food will still turn out decent."

Seeing how confident her sister-in-law was, Wang Muxiao felt relieved. She leaned against the pillow and said, "If you need extra help, just ask your brother."

"He has been restless lately, worrying about everything. If he has something to keep him busy, he won't overthink so much," she added with a sigh.

Lu Jueyu laughed at her words and nodded, "Alright, I will have my brother help me, then—before he drives you crazy."

Wang Muxiao chuckled and added, "Just don't overwork him. Otherwise, I won't have anyone to take care of the children at night."

"Okay."

Meanwhile, in the neighboring city, He Xieyu was reading reports from his subordinates in his office. As he reviewed the results of the investigation, his frown deepened.

Once he finished reading, he set the folder down and fell into deep thought. Tapping his fingers on the desk, he considered the possibility that Yang Mengyao's son's father was not Feng Chen, but another man.

As a man, he knew that if he had been knocked unconscious, there was no way he could have impregnated a woman.

On the night Feng Chen was found in Yang Mengyao's bed years ago, she had clearly been deflowered while Feng Chen was unconscious.

His gaze landed on a document detailing Yang Mengyao's relatives. When his eyes reached the name of her uncle's adopted son, doubt flickered in his mind.

Reaching out, he picked up the document and read it carefully.

Cai Bocheng had no blood relation to the Yang family but had grown up alongside Yang Mengyao.

His biological father had sacrificed his life to save a comrade—Yang Mengyao's uncle. To repay the life-saving grace, the uncle had adopted Cai Bocheng and brought him into the family.

At that time, Cai Bocheng had already been ten years old, fully aware that he was not a true member of the Yang family.

If he had never truly considered them family, then the possibility of him developing romantic feelings for Yang Mengyao was high. After all, he had spent years living under the same roof as her.

He Xieyu placed himself in Cai Bocheng's position, contemplating what he would do if he were in love with a woman who was, by title, his cousin but had no actual blood relation to him.

With Cai Bocheng's ambitious and possessive nature, there was no way he would allow the woman he loved to marry another man.

So, what would he do if he discovered that she was planning to climb into another man's bed?

As soon as this thought crossed He Xieyu's mind, the corner of his lips curled up slightly.

The answer was simple—he would either stop her or replace that man.

Since he hadn't stopped her, the only remaining possibility was that he had replaced the man. If that were the case, then the one who had truly slept with Yang Mengyao was Cai Bocheng, and Feng Chen had merely been used as a scapegoat.

With this realization, He Xieyu felt a flicker of pity for Feng Chen. But then again, if Feng Chen hadn't suffered this misfortune, he would never have had the chance to marry his wife.

Now that he had uncovered this possibility, he could dig deeper into the Yang family and uncover the evidence of Cai Bocheng's schemes.

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Even though he had no intention of giving up Ye Xinyue, he could at least help Feng Chen get the justice he deserved—considering it a form of compensation for taking his wife.

As for Ye Xinyue, he would bring these documents back and let her decide whether she wanted to read them or not. She deserved to know the truth, and he had no intention of hiding it from her.

Having made up his mind, he contacted his men and instructed them to investigate the Yang family in detail, with a particular focus on Cai Bocheng.

Just after he gave the order, he heard a knock on the door. After he put the folders into his drawer and locked it, he said, "Come in."

When the door opened, a man walked in and said, "Vice Mayor, this is the schedule for the annual meeting tomorrow."

He Xieyu took the document and asked, "How is the preparation for tomorrow going?"

"We have cleaned up the houses for the leaders to stay in temporarily. As for the meals and other miscellaneous things, we have appointed several people to assist them during their stay," the man replied.

He Xieyu nodded and added, "Make sure that there are no mistakes. As hosts, we shouldn't neglect the leaders. But there is no need to overdo it. Just follow the rules and standard reception."

"Understood."

After He Xieyu signed the document, he handed it to the man and said, "If there is any emergency, report it to me directly."

"Yes, Vice Mayor." The man accepted the document and left the office.

Thinking about the annual meeting tomorrow, the man let out a sigh. Although everyone was excited about the leaders' visit, he felt anxious instead.

The current situation in the city was not as good as it seemed. With the food shortage, food prices had increased, and most people were forced to starve.

Even if they did their best to provide support to lower food prices, their grain supplies were limited. Without a stable supply of grain, it was impossible to lower food prices and improve the situation.

As he thought about the grain supplies, he suddenly remembered that the Mayor's family was able to have white rice and meat at every meal.

Due to this, gossip was circulating in the government office that the Mayor was hoarding grain for his own family. While there was no evidence of this matter, the gossip itself damaged the Mayor's reputation.

He didn't know if the Mayor was really hoarding grain or if it was simply his wife's good management at home. But no matter the truth, the fact remained that the Mayor had white rice and meat at every meal.