Catherine eventually brought up the topic. Kai found himself clenching his fists. The unringing phone in his pocket indicated that Xiao Jin and the others had not yet found Wei Anguo.
"He... escaped."
Kai's voice was hoarse. Never before had he found anything so difficult. He hadn't even flinched during near-death brawls or when trapped on perilous cliffs.
Catherine's expression was one of shock. She suddenly leaned closer to Kai, looked into his eyes, and then slapped him across the face.
"Why?"
The crisp sound, accompanied by the question, echoed through the large office.
Catherine looked at Kai in disbelief, then paced back and forth, biting her fingernails nervously.
Kai had obtained the so-called evidence from Wei Anguo, which meant he hadn't kept it from him. That made sense; there was no need to conceal anything from someone who was about to die.
But Wei Anguo had escaped!
This meant he knew her secret. He might use it to strike a deal with the Zhan family, or in his rage, he might expose everything to the world. Then she would be ruined!
Everyone would know that Wei Yumeng was the true heir of Feng Corporation, and she was merely a thief...
"Miss, calm down."
Kai watched Catherine descend into a frenzy. He grabbed her wrist, his voice stern. kan shu wu . xia
From that moment on, anyone who touched this sensitive nerve of hers would cause Catherine to lose her reason and normal thinking, driving herself into a state of anxious obsession.
"How can you tell me to calm down!"
Catherine shouted at Kai, struggling to break free. With one hand, she swept everything off the desk onto the floor.
Files fluttered down like snowflakes. A coffee cup shattered on the floor, splashing coffee onto both of them, staining their clothes.
"I asked him for evidence to threaten Madam Zhan, so Wei Anguo wouldn't know. He escaped through the study passage. I shot him. If he doesn't receive timely medical treatment, he won't survive. Xiao Jin and the others are already looking for him!" wap . kan shu wu . net
Suddenly, Xiao Jin's words echoed in Kai's ears. In the past, he would have indulged Catherine's outbursts. But this was the first time he had spoken so much, all to explain to his young lady.
Catherine stopped thrashing. She froze for a long moment, as if still processing Kai's words.
"Really?"
A rare look of bewilderment crossed the woman's face. As if confirming the danger had passed, she softly asked Kai.
Kai looked deeply at Catherine. This was the closest they had been since they grew up. It should have been a sweet memory, but recalling what was in his pocket...
He felt pain.
"Really," he whispered.
"Then tell them to search thoroughly. If they find the body, dispose of it cleanly. If they find him alive, eliminate him!"
Catherine uttered venomous words. Kai was the one who committed murder, but Catherine was the one who truly understood the art of it.
"Alright."
Kai closed his eyes. As he agreed to Catherine's request, his heart grew incredibly heavy.
Since childhood, Kai had agreed to every unreasonable demand Catherine made, and it was no different now.
Catherine looked up, her gaze falling on Kai's slightly reddened face. She suddenly reached out and touched it – the spot where she had just hit him, which was still a bit sore.
"Does it hurt?"
This was the first time Catherine had asked him this. Tonight was perhaps a special night, with so many "firsts" happening by chance.
"No, it doesn't," Kai said truthfully. Seeing that her emotions had stabilized, he released her wrist and returned to his original position.
Catherine's rationality returned. She looked strangely at her fingers, feeling the residual warmth from Kai's touch. His face, unlike his cold exterior, was warm.
"I have to work late tonight. You stay here and inform me if there's any news about Wei Anguo."
Catherine didn't overthink it. Perhaps it was the immense pressure from the company lately, coupled with Kai's first mistake, that had caused her to lose control.
In any case, Wei Anguo didn't know anything important, and the so-called evidence he held was merely the blood type book of Wei Yumeng's "mother."
It was likely that after Wei Yumeng's severe blood loss and subsequent transfusion, Gu Shuyi had already passed away. Wei Anguo was the only so-called relative left for Wei Yumeng.
Zhan Mohan had sent people to capture Wei Anguo. Who knew that the blood type wouldn't match? Upon learning that Wei Yumeng was type P, he realized Wei Yumeng was not his biological daughter.
Catherine chuckled mockingly. She had thought Wei Anguo had some trump card...
"Yes, Miss," Kai replied. Then he began to clean up the mess on the floor, his hands, accustomed to heavy-duty work he was heavily compensated for, now engaged in sweeping.
"If you can't find Wei Anguo, don't show your face to me again!"
Catherine sat back in her office chair, glaring at Kai's silent tidying. She was furious that such a trivial person as Wei Anguo had managed to escape from him!
Kai nodded, his clear, handsome face showing no fear, as if Catherine's words posed no threat to him.
However, the slight downward turn of his eyelids betrayed his inner emotions.
"Hiss..." Catherine was speaking when her little finger suddenly ached. Before she could even check what happened, Kai was already in front of her.
It turned out that a small shard from the shattered coffee cup had scratched Catherine's hand. It was only now that she felt the pain.
Kai took out a Band-Aid and carefully applied it to Catherine's wound. Recalling Xiao Jin's words, he awkwardly advised,
"Don't smash cups when you throw things in the future."
"Are you telling me what to do?" kan shu la
Catherine's eyes widened. She pulled her hand back and said angrily.
"...No, Miss."
Kai sheepishly returned to his spot, continuing to pick up the scattered files. He poured Catherine another cup of coffee. This time, however, it was in a disposable paper cup.
The evening news began to broadcast. In the Zhan family's living room, two figures were nestled together on the sofa, watching television. Wei Yumeng held a piece of fruit after dinner.
"I wonder what the news is today?" Wei Yumeng said, nestled in Zhan Mohan's embrace, taking a bite of an apple.
"That's a tough question," Zhan Mohan's lips curved into a pleased arc. He playfully poked Wei Yumeng's nose.
"According to our reporter, flight Y1035, bound for Country Y, which departed this afternoon, crashed into the Qin Nü Sea after colliding with an unidentified flying object over the Qin Nü Sea. There were no survivors among the passengers. Further updates will be provided..."
The anchor spoke each word with perfect diction, but they coalesced into a report of a plane crash.
Coincidentally, this was the very flight the Feng couple had taken.
Wei Yumeng froze, her hand faltering. The apple slipped from her grasp and rolled onto the floor, tumbling away.