Rong Jing looked at Su Xiaomeng, and he wasn’t sure if what Su Xiaomeng was saying was the absolute truth.

About the three people taken away by Shan Mingxu that night, he also had no way of knowing.

If everything Su Xiaomeng said today was just to set him up...

He would never again dare underestimate the woman in front of him, nor would he dare see her as a simple, naive woman...

Her aggressive words forced Rong Jing to repeatedly re-evaluate this woman.

The Tianjin Port incident...will not just pass.

As Rong Jing left the Yin Building, this was what he thought.

If what Xiaomeng said about those three subordinates taken away by Shan Mingxu is true, then how much does Shan Mingxu already know? How much does Su Xiaomeng know?

Rong Jing was not at the scene that night, he didn’t know how the operation at the scene was conducted or the details of what happened.

That doesn’t mean he is safe.

He hasn’t reached such a level of naive arrogance.

If the so-called three insiders were just fabricated by Su Xiaomeng to set a trap for him, then...

The possibility that Yin Shixiu is still alive is even greater.

But regardless of the situation, Rong Jing dared not underestimate,

afraid only that the facts Su Xiaomeng and Shan Mingxu master might have something unfavorable to the Rong Family, and Rong Jing is also in the dark.

He knows too little...

He needs to go back and sort out his thoughts.

Deng Wei followed Rong Jing out, from start to finish, Su Xiaomeng and Deng Wei did not speak a word.

After Deng Wei left, Xiao Meng let out a breath...

Chen Lan quickly approached, "Are you okay? This Rong Jing is becoming increasingly unruly, daring to lay hands on you on our territory!"

Su Xiaomeng glanced at her wrist, ringed red, feeling surprisingly indifferent, her expression was detached,

"He’s anxious, really anxious."

Chen Lan raised her eyebrows slightly, casually saying,

"This Young Master Rong has suffered more than once or twice with us, every time I see him talking to you, he gets so mad."

"This time is different."

Xiao Meng looked at Chen Lan,

"Before, when we provoked him, with words or actions, it was greatly unexpected for him, or made him angry. This time he’s anxious as the truth about the Tianjin Port incident might be revealed to the public and that’s what makes him uneasy."

"I think Wu Rong should be more anxious, right?"

"Grasshoppers tied to the same rope, if one gets into trouble, can the others remain unharmed?"

Chen Lan pressed her lips together and nodded.

What Su Xiaomeng said was right, the biggest manipulator of the Tianjin Port incident now benefited most from this incident, namely Wu Rong.

Rong Jing was just opportunistic, Yin Shiqing wasn’t deeply involved in the events of that night at Tianjin Port.

But if Wu Rong is brought to light, Rong Jing and Yin Shiqing cannot just stand by indifferently.

"And...did you spot anything from that Deng Wei?"

"What could I spot?"

Su Xiaomeng narrowed her eyes, tapping lightly on the desk, speaking thoughtfully,

"He is dead yet still alive, living under anonymity with a hidden identity in Beijing, such a person won’t show any slip-ups."

"Then..."

"I think he should be able to tell from my words...that I’ve met Shixiu."

Su Xiaomeng murmured,

"If he figured it out, he should try to contact me proactively. I feel...he should have something to say to me."

Indeed, as Su Xiaomeng expected.

That night, Su Xiaomeng received a call from Deng Wei, this call was from a convenience store’s landline.

"Mrs. Yin, my surname is Wu."

This was Deng Wei’s opening line, a single sentence clearly indicating his identity as well as...his thorough knowledge of Su Xiaomeng’s actions.

He only said his surname was Wu, affirming that just with this surname, Su Xiaomeng would know his name.

"Indeed..."

Su Xiaomeng answered the phone in her bedroom, standing by the window, looking at the lit streets below the high-rise,

"You knew I went to London..."

"Yes, those days he sent me to follow you, I didn’t see you go to London, but I roughly knew you were no longer in Beijing."

When Deng Wei said this, Su Xiaomeng’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She hadn’t expected Rong Jing to be this crazy, actually sending someone to secretly follow her!

This kind of surveillance wasn’t suspecting her of anything, just purely trying to control her movements...

If the person Rong Jing sent to follow her wasn’t Deng Wei, but another trusted aide...

The fact that she went to London to meet Yin Shixiu wouldn’t have been so easily hidden.

At least, Rong Jing wouldn’t have been so easily fooled as he was today...

"Mrs. Yin, what you said to Rong Jing today, forgive my presumption, was it instructed by Yin Shixiu?"

Su Xiaomeng pressed her lips, paused for a moment, then said,

"Not completely."

"..."

On the other side of the phone, Deng Wei furrowed his brow slightly, pondering for a few seconds before he spoke again,

"Rong Jing is very shrewd, he seems flashy and flamboyant on the surface, looking somewhat childish, but when it comes to being meticulous, he is sharper than anyone."

"...I know that."

Su Xiaomeng seriously acknowledged.

Deng Wei pursed his lips, cautiously asking,

"Do you want Rong Jing to know Shixiu isn’t dead?"

"He won’t know Shixiu isn’t dead, I can assure you of this, just as you said, he is very cautious and perceptive during crucial moments."

Su Xiaomeng stated methodically,

"So unless he has enough confidence to prove his suspicions, he wouldn’t spread such news."

"..."

"Rong Jing will eventually know Shixiu isn’t dead. If there must be a point in time for Rong Jing to discover the fact Shixiu is alive...I hope this timing is in our own hands, don’t you think?"

Being able to lurk for so many years, Deng Wei is undoubtedly a man of ultimate patience.

Su Xiaomeng’s methods, he didn’t entirely agree with, but...having come this far, having seen a glimpse of light amidst his dark life, Deng Wei truly didn’t want to give up.

"Though Rong Jing is cautious and daring, the real threat is Wu Rong."

"Mm."

"Therefore, if someone has to be targeted, start with Wu Rong."

As Deng Wei spoke, his words were chilling and icy, Su Xiaomeng could feel his restraint and grief through the phone line.

"Shixiu said the same thing."

"Mrs. Yin, could I trouble you...to go see someone?"

"Who?"

Su Xiaomeng asked, unable to see the sadness and pain in Deng Wei’s eyes as he stood by the convenience store’s public phone.

————

Xiao Meng followed Deng Wei’s address, searching for quite a while before finding the place outside of the Third Ring in a small suburban area.

An old residential area, each building was just six stories high.

The stairway walls had visible cracks.

Xiao Meng wore the most ordinary clothes, a pair of sneakers, a hat on her head, got out of the car, and found the building marked on the address, pressed the doorbell.

Soon, a gentle female voice came through the intercom,

"Hello, may I ask who’s there?"

"I’m an old friend of your husband, Mr. Wu Yao."

Su Xiaomeng spoke softly, enough for Mrs. Wu inside to hear clearly.

Her response obviously caused Mrs. Wu a moment of bewilderment, her mind went almost blank at that instant.

"You’re saying you’re my dad’s acquaintance?"

Suddenly, a stern cold voice came from behind Su Xiaomeng, startling her, she quickly turned around—

Su Xiaomeng hadn’t expected, standing behind her was a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old.

Handsome looking, resembling Wu Rong somewhat, it was presumably Wu Yao’s son...

"Uh, yes, I was your dad’s acquaintance—" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Come inside to talk."

The boy abruptly interrupted Su Xiaomeng, opened the building door and headed upstairs.

Xiao Meng followed without hesitation.

She followed the boy inside.

It was a small two-bedroom apartment.

"Mom, she says she’s dad’s friend, so I brought her in!"

The boy shouted, then glanced at Su Xiaomeng, didn’t speak, and went back to his room.