Mu Wan saw that Kuang Ye was being so ‘magnanimous’ and finally spoke about the content she had remembered.
“In my past life, I had a conflict with Kuang Shuyu, and we fell into a cold war.”
“Suddenly, I saw his WeChat Moments saying he wanted to eat the traditional palace pastries from Shui Jiang Road, so I went to buy them myself, hoping to ease the tension between us…”
But when I had just arrived near the pastry shop, a large truck passed by. The huge vehicle blocked the sunlight and the surveillance cameras, and I was suddenly covered in the mouth and nose, then roughly shoved into the trunk.
“That day, I happened to have two phones with me. The kidnappers only took one, so I quickly used the other phone to call Kuang Shuyu.”
“He answered, but he was very impatient, telling me not to make a fuss before hanging up.”
“It seemed like he treated my call for help as a way to grab his attention.”

Mu Yanci immediately pulled up a map on his phone, and after seeing the result, he almost crushed his phone.
“The pastry shop Mu Wan mentioned is right next to Shenzhou Bank.”

Everyone’s pupils dilated, and Kuang Ye clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.
“When the kidnappers grabbed me, one of them asked if I was Mu Wan’s fiancé.”

Mu Jianhua’s face darkened, almost as if ink would drip from it.
“So, in the past, the kidnappers first found Kuang Shuyu and made him lead Mu Wan to the area around Shenzhou Bank before carrying out the kidnapping.”
And in order to clear himself afterward, Kuang Shuyu used a subtle method like WeChat Moments. He had received the call but pretended he didn’t understand.

Mu Wan gritted her teeth. No wonder when she called Kuang Shuyu in her past life, the trunk suddenly opened.
“Stupid girl, you still have a phone on you…”
When the kidnapper said this, his anger at finding another phone on her was greater than his surprise. So it really was Kuang Shuyu, that scoundrel, who was helping the kidnappers!

“This bastard!” Wang Lan, who usually had good manners, couldn’t help but curse.
Mu Jianhua quickly comforted her.
“Kuang Shuyu is a scoundrel, and we will deal with him later. The most urgent thing now is to catch the kidnappers. Otherwise, Mu Wan will always be in danger.”

His sharp gaze turned to his son.
“The kidnappers have had a purpose in kidnapping Mu Wan in two lifetimes. This wasn’t a random crime. The Shenzhou Bank, I don’t think it’s just a coincidence.”
Mu Yanci nodded.
“I will look into anyone connected to Shenzhou Bank in the area.”

Mu Jianhua:
“Especially anyone who’s had conflicts with them. Whether they’re related to the bank or not, they should be a priority.”
He then looked at Mu Wan.
“I’ll have the forensic sketch artist from the investigation department come soon.”
“Based on your memories, you’ll sketch the kidnapper’s face. Hopefully, we can use facial recognition to find information about them.”

Mu Wan nodded. If they could identify the kidnapper through facial recognition, they could track them down using their identity information with the Sky Eye system. This was why she needed her family’s help.

To quickly find the culprit, Mu Jianhua and Mu Yanci became busy, while Wang Lan stayed in the hospital room to accompany them. Because of the extraordinary nature of her rebirth, and in order to avoid involving more people, neither the Mu family nor Kuang Ye told anyone else. Kuang Ye took a long leave under the pretext of treating his hand injury. Mu Wan handled her work remotely.

Mu Jianhua also hired two bodyguards to stand guard at the door of the VIP ward, fearing that the hateful kidnappers might rush into the hospital one day and harm his wife and daughter.

“Dr. Kuang, the injury on Kuang Ye’s head won’t affect his wrist treatment, will it?”
Since Kuang Ye couldn’t be discharged, Dr. Kuang Honghe was taking care of his wrist treatment at the hospital.
Kuang Honghe shook his head.
“I’ve checked; it’s fine. After a few more months of treatment, he’ll be able to return to regular training.”
Mu Wan was delighted.
“When can he officially participate in competitions?”
Kuang Honghe:
“When is the competition?”
Kuang Ye replied:
“The schedule for this year’s competition changed. There’s no fall season anymore, only spring and summer seasons. The global competition will be in September and October.”
Kuang Honghe:
“He should be able to participate in the summer finals.”
Mu Wan’s face immediately lit up with joy. She complimented Dr. Kuang,
“Thank you, Divine Doctor. Once Kuang Ye is fully recovered, I’ll personally bring a banner to your clinic to show my gratitude.”

Kuang Ye looked at his wrist, which had once been declared ‘not possible’ by Dr. John, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. He asked seriously,
“Do you need to advertise for your clinic? If I make it to the global finals this year, I can wear a shirt with your face on it to advertise for you.”

Kuang Honghe:
“…I politely decline.”
Having his face on shirts worn by global audiences was not something he wanted. He didn’t want to “socially die.”

Kuang Ye:
“Well, you’re losing out. Other sponsors only put badges on the clothes.”
Because of last year’s defeat, ST’s sponsorship had dropped significantly this year. But as a luxury team, ST’s advertising fees were still expensive.

Kuang Honghe:
“Don’t promote me. Promote traditional Chinese medicine instead.”

Kuang Ye immediately became respectful.
“Dr. Kuang has vision.”

After Dr. Kuang left, Kuang Ye sent a message to Zhang Qinan.
“Manager, hasn’t the ST team’s uniform been updated for a long time?”

Zhang Qinan, who knew the new boss of the old team well, replied,
“What are you up to?”

Kuang Ye:
“What do you think of a traditional Chinese medicine-themed uniform? It would overwhelm the opponents with its style.”

Zhang Qinan:
“How would it overwhelm them? Would it blind their eyes with spice or make them laugh to death?”