My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 892: Found

Mengyao and Qiu Wen’s group, followed the river downstream, not leaving any corner unchecked, asking people they met, conducting a thorough search.

After three days of eating in the wind and sleeping in the dew, Mengyao’s group felt extremely exhausted. To outsiders, the best time for searching had already passed, and the fish and shrimp in the river had likely devoured the target.

However, the orders from above and Mengyao’s unwavering persistence had drawn much resentment among the search party.

"What’s the point of this effort? In my opinion, the person is already dead. Instead of spending this amount to find them, we might as well arrange a pretty funeral with just a tombstone. People must accept reality and not act recklessly on impulse."

"No matter how famous, a dead person can’t come back to life, can they? How could we possibly find them? The body is probably long gone. If it’s possible, why not call upon the River God to help? Making us search without rest and sleep, what is the point?"

"The dead should not be disturbed, and our constant search is disrupting their reincarnation. That’s immoral."

The search team members voiced all kinds of complaints.

Mengyao listened to the discussions around her without paying any attention. She had no leisure time to argue. She understood very well that, after three days of searching, the search team members were indeed tired; eating whatever they could find. It’s natural for ordinary people to complain.

Even Yang Shu and Zhang Kui believed there was no need to continue the search, reflecting how dissatisfied the general populace was.

"Gu Qiong said Ye Fan would be fine, and I believe that." Mengyao whispered to herself. She couldn’t help but doubt Gu Qiong’s words; three days of fruitless searching could have dispelled any doubts. She could only devote herself fully in the belief that Ye Fan would be fine. She knew better than anyone that Ye Fan was currently in danger, so she had to spare no cost to find him.

"Mengyao, this frantic search isn’t getting us anywhere. There’s a small town ahead. Why don’t we rest there, eat something, and inquire amongst the townsfolk? Maybe we’ll get good news." Qiu Wen said softly.

"If you’re hungry, go and eat something. Don’t worry about me." Mengyao replied indifferently. Eagerness had to be suppressed, and she couldn’t afford to lose her composure.

"You can’t skip rest. We can’t leave you alone. Our bodies can handle it, but you need to be careful with your rest. If you collapse, even if we find our benefactor, we won’t be able to explain ourselves." Han Bihong urged earnestly.

Mengyao listlessly replied, "I’m not that delicate."

"The town is well-informed. Let’s inquire about the situation. If our benefactor has been rescued or someone saw someone floating on the river, it will guide our search in the right direction." Du Xueqi said.

"Alright, I’ll listen to you." Mengyao reluctantly agreed. This seemed to be the most reliable method of finding people at the moment.

If she didn’t agree, Qiu Wen and the others wouldn’t go either. She knew Qiu Wen and the others cared about her health, so she yielded. Actually, it was better this way. Not staying with the main search team meant she wouldn’t have to hear all the gossip. Searching on their own was better than finding amidst the complaints, avoiding unnecessary frustration.

The group left the main team and reached the outskirts of the town, where there were scattered adults working in the fields.

The car stopped by the road. Qiu Wen ran to an uncle, politely saying, "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?" The uncle assessed Qiu Wen, seeing her politeness, he was no longer wary, revealing his honest nature. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Well, it’s like this." Qiu Wen spoke unhurriedly, smiling, "A relative accidentally fell into the water three days ago. We’ve searched everywhere upstream but haven’t found them. We’ve been searching downstream along the river. Have you seen any strangers around here? He’s quite handsome, a bit introverted. Oh, here’s a photo, take a look. It’s this person."

Qiu Wen avoided using unfamiliar terms and focused on showing the uncle a picture on her phone.

The uncle looked carefully before kindly saying, "You’re looking for Abao, right? Everyone from Zhenzi knows that Abao is someone with a background. It’s like those TV dramas; big figures will come looking for him."

The uncle didn’t hide anything, and besides, the townsfolk knew about this, so anyone asking around could easily find out. Being an honest man, he naturally wouldn’t utter deceptive words.

"That’s great! So, the Abao you mentioned is the person we’re looking for. Where is he? Is he alright?" Qiu Wen, delighted, grasped the uncle’s hand, eagerly questioning.

The uncle was startled, trying to retrieve his hand but couldn’t. He muttered, "This little girl has quite the grip, stronger than many farm boys."

The uncle felt his hand was slightly sore, somewhat flustered, as he was being held by such a pretty girl, causing him to be shy.

"Sorry, uncle, I was just too happy." Qiu Wen released her grip, apologizing.

"It’s fine." The uncle murmured generously, glancing around, feeling relieved in his heart, thinking, "Good thing my wife didn’t see, or else I wouldn’t have dinner. With my wife’s jealous nature, she’d definitely pull my ear, calling me shameless for taking advantage of a young girl."

"Uncle, what’s the deal with Abao? Is it the person in the photo?" Qiu Wen returned to the topic, urgently asking.

"Yes, exactly. About three days ago, Little Sina was delivering food. She spotted a corpse by the riverbank, likely washed ashore by the river. Seeing there was still breath, she quickly called for help. I was working in the field at the time too, and we helped carry Abao to the town’s clinic for examination. Abao wasn’t gravely injured. But his mind seems affected or perhaps damaged by some impact. He can’t remember who he is. So, many townsfolk call him Abao, along with other various names." The uncle rambled on, hand gestures accompanying his words.

Qiu Wen listened on the verge of fainting, feeling shocked when hearing about a corpse but relieved with the rest, realizing her master was alright. Minor amnesia didn’t matter; he would recover.

"So, uncle, where is this Abao now?" Qiu Wen asked concernedly.

"At the town center, in Little Sina’s home." The uncle explained, "That Little Sina is a kind child, saved Abao and even took him in..."

Before the uncle could finish, ready to praise the town’s beauty, Little Sina, he seemed as if he encountered the big bad wolf, like a frightened sheep, retreating instinctively, inadvertently stepping into the roadside ditch.