Chapter 22

The phone rang urgently again after a brief pause…

Wen Yan’s cheeks were flushed…

He couldn’t help but curl up…

At this moment, the phone started ringing for the third time.

No one would call him so many times unless…

Wen Yan had a bad feeling.

“Let me answer the phone…”

“At a time like this, you still have the leisure to care about other things. It seems I haven’t tried hard enough…” Lin Chuanwu’s eyes were shadowed.

“Let me answer the phone first, please…” Wen Yan tilted his neck back.

Lin Chuanwu scrutinized him.

“After I answer, you can do whatever you want…” Wen Yan lowered his eyes.

Lin Chuanwu’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

Holding the phone, Wen Yan’s hand trembled.

“Answer it like this.”

Wen Yan bit his lip and answered the call.

“You said Brother Chen was taken away by Lin Wanfu’s people?”

“Wait for me, I’ll be there soon…”

A trace of hostility flashed between Lin Chuanwu’s brows.

After hanging up, Wen Yan lowered his eyes, his long lashes trembling slightly, “I just want to know how my brother died…”

“I want to go out for a bit, and when I come back, I won’t,” Wen Yan clenched the bedsheet, “resist.”

Lin Chuanwu was silent for a moment, then let him go.

“I’m going to wash up.” Wen Yan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Lin Chuanwu then helped him put on his pants, “Go like this.”

Wen Yan got dressed.

Is it really… a reproductive cavity?

How could a Beta have a reproductive cavity…

It must have been said just to humiliate me…

Wen Yan got into the alpha’s special car, and when the alpha followed him in, Wen Yan’s back trembled slightly.

Is he going with me too?

“The ring?”

Wen Yan’s back trembled again, then he took it out of his pocket and slowly put it on.

“If I find your finger bare again,” Lin Chuanwu said, “I’ll put it on you down there.”

*

“This is the list of people who meet your criteria.”

In Lin Wanfu’s private winery, there stood about a dozen factory owners.

Each of these owners had a small factory under their name, involved in the paper-related manufacturing industry.

Lin Wanfu scrutinized each one, then interrogated them.

He asked where they were on the 27th and requested evidence, eliminating seven or eight people.

In the end, only three were left.

These three had no sufficient evidence to show what they were doing those two days.

One made paper cups, another made tissues, and the last one made gift boxes.

Lin Wanfu sat in a chair, squinting his eyes.

The paper cup factory owner was a thin middle-aged man, looking honest and straightforward, probably not someone who could handle someone as big as himself.

The other was sturdy, full of muscle, with a fierce look in his eyes.

The last factory owner had a normal man’s build, quite tall, looking a bit shrewd and somewhat flattering.

If there was no other evidence for the time being, based on stereotypes, Lin Wanfu leaned more towards the second factory owner.

But the other two couldn’t escape suspicion either.

Lin Wanfu wiped the fire one stroke at a time.

If the other party really intended to find Wen Shichuan, then at the sea gathering a week later, the other party would definitely go, and by then, they would surely find the person.

But the risk was too great.

The other party dared to kidnap him so openly, indicating that they were willing to do anything to investigate the cause of Wen Shichuan’s death.

By then, once on the ship, not only might they fail to catch the person, but they might also let the other party discover more secrets…

So Lin Wanfu thought it best to catch the person before boarding the ship to eliminate future worries.

Lin Wanfu recalled every detail of the two days he was kidnapped.

The sound of machines roaring, the sound of birds chirping.

It should be a small factory with good greenery.

When the other party grabbed his hair… he seemed to smell a strange scent.

“You three, raise your arms.”

The three did as told, and Lin Wanfu sniffed each one.

Small factory owners usually worked themselves, and their bodies inevitably had the smell of sweat from enclosed spaces.

After sniffing back and forth three or four times, Lin Wanfu stood in front of the third person.

“What’s your name?”

The other party showed a flattering smile, “Mr. Lin, I’m Chen Xiang, the owner of Lele Gou Factory.”

*

Having been traumatized by being kidnapped, Lin Wanfu hired eight bodyguards, with people guarding every exit of the winery.

Lin Chuanwu got out of the car first, followed by Wen Yan.

The bodyguards, seeing Lin Chuanwu, exchanged glances, wanting to stop him but too afraid to make any move.

Lin Chuanwu didn’t make things difficult for them.

“Go tell Lin Wanfu that I’m here with my wife to see him.”

The bodyguards, as if granted amnesty, hurried inside to report.

Lin Wanfu was just about to interrogate this man named Chen Xiang when the bodyguards rushed over in a panic.

“Mr. Lin, your brother is here.”

“Lin Chengyi? If he’s here, he’s here, why the rush?”

“It’s your uncle’s son, Lin, Lin Chuanwu…”

Lin Wanfu almost tripped over nothing, “Damn! What’s he doing here, could it be…”

Lin Chuanwu wouldn’t bother with him unless something was up.

Could it be that he found out about him cuckolding him and came to kill him!

“Just say I’m not here… No, forget it, let him in.”

A servant nearby asked, “What about these factory owners…”

“Let them wait here, I’ll check after Lin Chuanwu leaves!”

Lin Wanfu and the bodyguards went out to greet him, “Why didn’t you say something in advance? I could have prepared to host you.”

Lin Chuanwu stared at him expressionlessly.

Lin Wanfu took a deep breath.

“I heard you captured a bunch of people.”

“Not captured, invited, just invited them to inquire about something.” Lin Wanfu watched Lin Chuanwu’s expression.

“Release them now,” Lin Chuanwu said.

Lin Wanfu was both surprised and suspicious.

So he came for this.

“I just want to find out who kidnapped me.”

“Such matters should naturally be investigated by the police. You openly capturing people, how does that make the Lin family look to the outside world? How does it make the Lin Corporation look?” Lin Chuanwu scolded with a stern face.

Lin Wanfu gritted his teeth secretly, speaking as if he were so righteous, but he didn’t dare to go against Lin Chuanwu. He turned to the servant and instructed, “Release them, give them some money as an apology for the abrupt invitation.”

“Yes.”

“Did you come just for this?” Lin Wanfu asked, bracing himself.

“Or to warn you, keep yourself in check.” Lin Chuanwu pressed his shoulder, “When a wife cheats, most husbands might punish the wife, but I will first go to great lengths to torment the alpha who ruined my marriage.”

Lin Wanfu’s legs began to weaken…

What does he mean? Could it be he knows about him and Wen Yan?

Looking at Wen Yan’s expression, it wasn’t much better than his own…

*

Lele Gou Factory.

“It’s okay, you came just in time, Lin Wanfu was about to find me out.” Chen Xiang smiled nonchalantly.

Wen Yan felt guilty, “Sorry for dragging you into this.”

“I’ll find a way to get you out of this.”

Chen Xiang took a cigarette from the pack, “It’s really nothing. Back when my daughter was sick, if it weren’t for you lending me money, who knows what I’d be like now. Consider it my way of repaying you.”

“Is Lele doing well?”

“She’s doing great, about to start school soon.” Chen Xiang offered him the cigarette pack, “Want one?”

Wen Yan glanced at the black car in the distance. Although the windows were closed, Wen Yan felt the alpha was watching him from inside. Wen Yan shook his head, “I won’t smoke.”

“Afraid your husband will find out?” Chen Xiang looked at the ring on his finger.

Wen Yan pulled his hand back, then felt the gaze from the car grow darker, so he didn’t dare to hide it anymore, letting Chen Xiang see it.

“Didn’t expect you to marry the youngest son of the Lin family… I don’t care much about the affairs of the rich and famous, but I’ve heard about this youngest son. They say his behavior is quite… terrifying. Does he hit or abuse you?”

Wen Yan smiled helplessly, “He’s not as scary as the rumors say, he doesn’t hit people.”

Then Wen Yan’s smile faded, “Actually, you got out smoothly today thanks to him.”

“Then doesn’t he know about you pretending to have an affair with Lin Wanfu? With his personality, would he let this go easily? Did he really not hurt you?”

“…No.” Wen Yan showed a hint of discomfort, which quickly disappeared.

Perhaps finding their conversation too long, the car horn honked impatiently.

“I, I’ll go now.”

Chen Xiang felt inexplicably touched.

“Since you’re married, let go of what needs to be let go and live well.”

Wen Yan paused, said nothing, and hurriedly got into the car.

The car sped through the night.

Wen Yan hadn’t even settled in when he was pulled into an embrace.

Lin Chuanwu’s face was gloomy, “Why did you talk for so long?”

“We talked, talked about some things.”

“About what?”

“About how if it weren’t for you, he wouldn’t have gotten out so smoothly,” Wen Yan’s eyelashes fluttered, “…Thank you.”

Lin Chuanwu’s expression softened a bit, pinching his chin.

“Thank you?”

“Just a thank you?”

Wen Yan struggled.

“Kiss me,” Lin Chuanwu said hoarsely.