Page 537 of Entangled with My Ex’s Uncle

Chi Yue stopped moving.

After a long pause, she said through gritted teeth, "I know I don’t hold my liquor well, but you can’t record it, can you?"

"In order to gain some leverage, using some means when necessary isn’t out of the question."

Chi Yue turned and walked away.

After a few steps, she turned back and said, "Starting from today, I’ll treat you well."

After speaking, she ran off.

Leaving the house, Chi Yue didn’t go anywhere else but to the company to find Nan Yuan.

Nan Yuan was somewhat surprised, "Why have you come here? They went to the mall; I can take you there if you want."

Chi Yue shook her head, "I’m here to see you."

Nan Yuan stopped and looked at her, "What’s the matter?"

Chi Yue didn’t beat around the bush, "I want to ask you about Fu Rongyin." After a pause, she brought up another matter first.

"Have you seen him since you sent Mianmian to his side?"

"No. Why?"

"I... found out some things yesterday, but..."

Leng Siling had told her that when she saw Chu Shuo and Fu Rongyin in the office three years ago, she was startled by Fu Rongyin with a beard covering his face and hair uncombed.

If it weren’t for Chu Shuo speaking to him, Leng Siling wouldn’t have dared to believe that it was Fu Rongyin.

Noticing something off about Chi Yue, Nan Yuan put down his documents, "What happened?"

Chi Yue looked up, "Nan Yuan, after you sent Mianmian there, did you stop inquiring about her life? This isn’t like you."

At her words, Nan Yuan fell silent for a moment, then sighed, "I thought I could keep it hidden, but since you’ve asked, there’s no need to hide it from you anymore. Who mentioned it to you?"

"I overheard it by chance."

Nan Yuan did not press further, "Wait for me for a moment, I’ll get you something."

With that, Nan Yuan entered an adjoining room and soon came out holding a large box.

"All the things from those years are in here, take a look first."

Chi Yue opened the box, and what caught her eye was a thick stack of photographs.

The one on top was a photo of Fu Rongyin at his front door holding an infant in swaddling clothes.

Nan Yuan also saw that photo, "This is from the night I took Mianmian over there."

At that time, he was also holding an urn in his other hand.

Chi Yue’s hands shook uncontrollably as she continued to flip through the photographs.

After flipping through many, they were all pictures of Fu Rongyin staring blankly at the cradle. Gradually, Chi Yue realized something and sped up flipping through the photos.

True enough, after a few photos, she saw a man with a full beard, the normally refined man without any hairstyle to speak of.

Chi Yue thought back to the way she saw him at the estate. In the photographs, he looked even more desolate than he did back then, and even though it was just a photo, she could feel a deathly aura emanating from him.

Chi Yue didn’t continue flipping through. She placed the photos on the desk and remained silent for a long time.

Nan Yuan was worried, "Are you alright?"

"Why... didn’t you tell me sooner?"

Nan Yuan sighed, "What good would knowing do? You hadn’t recalled all the things related to him at that time, and besides, your own situation was very bad then."

Chi Yue was stunned, seemingly reminded of something, her jaw tensed tightly, her lips pursed in silence.

Nan Yuan gathered the photos on the desk, "Let’s keep these here for now. I hope the next time you ask me for this, you and he will come together."

Chi Yue didn’t respond, and Nan Yuan walked into the adjoining room holding the box. When he came out, Chi Yue was no longer in the office.

Meanwhile, an unexpected visitor arrived at Fu Rongyin’s company.

Using some method, she had made her way into Fu Rongyin’s office.

"Long time no see, boss." Lu Nanxi appeared before him, smiling with easy grace.

Fu Rongyin frowned, ready to call for someone on the intercom.

However, Lu Nanxi pressed the phone before he could, "Don’t be in a hurry to call someone. It won’t hurt to listen to what I have to say."

Fu Rongyin’s eyes narrowed, "Lu Cheng is back too?"

Lu Nanxi didn’t answer his question, instead, she pulled out a USB stick, "Out of respect for our past acquaintance, I’m here to tell you a secret about the person you share your bed with."

Fu Rongyin didn’t move, so Lu Nanxi, facing him, plugged the USB stick into the idle laptop beside him and clicked a few times. A familiar woman, dressed up in a way he had never seen, writhed in front of the camera.

"Snap!"

The laptop was shut closed, and Fu Rongyin emitted a frightful chill, "Where did you get the video? Where is the original?"