The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship-Chapter 651 - 564: No Leftovers Allowed

One o’clock sharp!

Jian Si opened her lunchbox; she had waited for him for another half-hour, but he still hadn’t returned—it seemed he really wasn’t having lunch.

Just as Jian Si took out her chopsticks, the office door opened, and Nan Zhan’s tall and upright figure appeared before her, unable to hide a trace of surprise, she quietly put the chopsticks back.

"Dylan, you’re back. Have you eaten?"

Nan Zhan looked over and shook his head: "Did you bring a lunchbox?"

"Yes, I thought you wouldn’t return and I was about to eat alone." Jian Si hurriedly took out two lunchboxes and placed them on the coffee table, "Come and eat."

After washing his hands, Nan Zhan sat down, took the chopsticks she handed over, and said as naturally as possible: "Unless something unexpected happens, I always come back for lunch."

Jian Si hummed, "Got it."

"By the way, I need to go to the courthouse this afternoon; do you have any other tasks to do?" Jian Si was clearing the lunchboxes after eating.

Nan Zhan: "No need to go to court, hand over your current tasks to Hong Yuan, and prepare to go on a business trip with me."

"A business trip?" Jian Si blinked, "But Zhengzheng..."

"I’ll have someone take care of him," Nan Zhan quickly organized some materials, "Take these with you."

"You’ve taken a case?"

Having followed him for so long, Jian Si always dealt with the cases of the firm, and he himself seemingly never personally handled any cases.

"Yes." Nan Zhan glanced at his watch, "Go home now and pack up, I’ll come to pick you up, and bring your ID."

"Alright, I’ll go now."

Jian Si briefly handed over her current work to Hong Yuan.

Hong Yuan said: "Jian Si, there are quite a few mosquitoes, bring some mosquito repellent."

"Mm, thank you, Hong Yuan."

"No problem, please take good care of Mr. Nan, he’s actually a good boss."

As Jian Si rode the bus, she pondered Hong Yuan’s words, feeling there was more to them, his eyes seemingly profound. However, having followed Nan Zhan for so many years, Hong Yuan had become very astute. With her limited experience, she decided not to guess further.

The bus Jian Si was on had just left the station when a black sedan that had been parked at the intersection closely followed.

At the neighborhood fitness plaza, Jian Si saw Zhengzheng, who came down for a run every day, according to him, to balance work and leisure.

"Is your boss giving you the day off today?" Zhengzheng stood under the sun, his little face flushed as he looked up at her.

Jian Si walked over and took his hand: "No, I am on a business trip, just came back to pack up."

Jian Si raised her eyebrows slightly, muttering to herself: "Good, create the opportunity for initiative."

"What?" Jian Si didn’t catch his mumbled words.

"Nothing, I was saying it’s tough conditions, take care of yourself."

The mother and son chatted and laughed as they walked home, and the car that had followed them parked at the edge of the community, watching the departing figures of the two, Helan Ying in the car looked displeased.

"Does Nan Zhan even know that this woman has a child this big? He’s the eldest son of the Nan Family, destined for greatness in the future, how could he allow such a woman to hinder his prospects? If word gets out, the Nan family’s son associated with a ’second-hand-good’, where do we put our faces?"

"Madam, don’t get angry just yet, the young master may just be toying around." The driving secretary had been with Helan Ying for many years and was her confidant; she handled all the inconvenient matters through him, absolutely loyal and trusted deeply by Helan Ying.

"Zhao Lin, check out this woman’s background, see if it’s as Gao Ruobing said, a family background that’s bleak."

"Yes, madam, don’t worry."

~

Jian Si followed Nan Zhan first by airplane to City A, then continued on a six-hour bus ride before finally reaching this small county town.

Only at this moment did Jian Si learn exactly what case Nan Zhan had taken on, which also surprised her.

Just ten days ago,

Although this small county town rarely interacted with the outer world, three years ago, someone inadvertently visited here to see relatives and took a few scenic photos that were posted on social media, suddenly drawing public attention.

The area is surrounded by serene mountains and clear waters, with buildings featuring gray tiles and white walls dispersed amongst the constant mist, creating a secluded beauty that feels isolated from the rest of the world. Consequently, tourists drawn by its fame come and go incessantly.

days ago, a tour group from H city arrived here, and after touring the mountain, they took a rented minibus back to the county. Unfortunately, their vehicle plunged off a cliff tens of meters high on the mountain road, killing 30 of the 36 people on board, leaving only six survivors, including the driver.

And their current client is the family of that driver.

How much money could a driver’s family have, and how could they afford to hire a top lawyer? Most importantly, the driver was found to be overloaded, bearing the primary responsibility for the accident. The family of the deceased were full of grievances, all eager to bring him to immediate justice, causing significant public outcry. At such a time, if anyone dares to take on this case and speak for the driver, it would undoubtedly be moving against the wind, only inviting criticism and condemnation.

Jian Si couldn’t understand why Nan Zhan would take such a restrictive case. If she had known beforehand, she wouldn’t have come because... Jian Si didn’t want to be involved in anything related to car accidents anymore.

"You are avoiding." Sitting in the bumpy taxi, Nan Zhan stared at the documents in his hand and said quietly.

Jian Si remained silent, feeling a bit suffocated in her heart, thinking that she was tricked into coming here. He knew how her parents died, knew how big the trauma was in her heart, yet he still brought her here to face these. Was he seeking to recreate the scene?

"As my assistant, you must have a strong psychological resilience, unflinching no matter how tragic the sights." Nan Zhan placed the documents on her lap, "This is also essential for anyone involved in legal work."

Jian Si looked down at the documents on her knee, which pertained to the major traffic accident.

She didn’t open them immediately. It felt like a torrent of emotions were violently crashing inside her, making her extremely uncomfortable.

The car jolted, and Jian Si almost threw up. It was already midnight, and she had been traveling for a total of ten hours.

Perhaps her appearance, covering her mouth and frowning, evoked some sympathy from her stern boss, as he took the documents from her hand: "Forget it, rest tonight, and look at them tomorrow."

Jian Si felt a spontaneous relief upon hearing this.

The better lodgings were all occupied by tourists, so they settled in a modest inn, a small building of three floors, with the first being a supermarket, and the second and third for accommodations.

The owner of the supermarket was also the owner of the inn, sitting in front of a fan, sweating profusely while watching TV in the heat of summer.

Despite being a small inn, identification was still required. After registering, the owner gave them each a key.

In the corridor on the second floor, Nan Zhan suddenly stopped, handing her his key: "Give me yours."

Jian Si was stunned, not understanding his intention, but as a subordinate, she was accustomed to obedience and did not question further, simply exchanging keys with him.

Later, Jian Si learned that the room she switched to faced the sunny side, with less dampness and relatively dry bedding.

Jian Si washed up simply and lay down in bed. The small county town was exceptionally quiet at this hour, with only the sound of insects coming from outside. Thinking of Zhengzheng, she fell asleep unwittingly.

The next day, Jian Si was awoken by the sound of bicycle bells on the street. People in the county got up early for work, school, or just to take a walk.

After washing her face and changing clothes, Jian Si turned her eyes to the documents Nan Zhan gave her the previous day.

With a nervous heart, Jian Si opened them. They detailed the time, location, and rescue process of the car accident, and naturally, there were many photographs of the accident site.

Falling from a fifty-meter high mountain road, the gory photographs were indeed grotesque, with many bodies shattered beyond recognition, requiring DNA comparison for identification later.

Seeing these photos, Jian Si’s stomach churned. She had seen a few dead bodies before, but none shook her as much as these photos, as she seemed to see her own parents in them.

Jian Si closed the folder and shut her eyes.

Soon, someone knocked on the door, Nan Zhan’s voice came from outside: "Breakfast."

The breakfast was at a fast-food restaurant downstairs. Nan Zhan ordered two bowls of noodles. Jian Si’s mind was still haunted by the bloody scenes, and she had no appetite at all, eating only a couple of bites before she could eat no more.

Nan Zhan glanced at her and said nothing.

"Today, we are going to the accident site, prepare yourself mentally. I do not want you to be overwhelmed by personal emotions when we get there." Nan Zhan finished his noodles and casually pulled her bowl towards himself, "Next time, don’t leave leftovers."

In Jian Si’s surprise, Nan Zhan finished the second bowl of noodles. She never knew he had such a good appetite, nor did she know he didn’t mind that she had eaten from it.

The accident occurred on a rather secluded road. Taxi drivers hearing that they wanted to go there all waved them off. In the end, Nan Zhan had to triple the fare to hire a black Santana.

The driver, a middle-aged man in his forties, said, "That road has been closed since the accident happened, rarely does anyone go there anymore. I can only drop you nearby, then you’ll have to get out and walk the rest. By the way, what are you going to do there?"

Nan Zhan, buried in reading the documents, naturally did not bother with him. He had an intuition that something advantageous to him was hidden in these photos of the accident site, but what could it be? The feeling was almost palpable.

Jian Si said, "A friend died in the car accident, we want to pay our respects."

The friend Jian Si spoke of was, of course, non-existent.

"Alas, it’s truly tragic, more than thirty people died. The driver even abandoned the car and escaped, putting all those lives at stake."