Chapter 448: 427 Anlin City, it seems the weather is about to change again!
"So, since Mr. President has chosen to protect his wife at all costs, our duty is to hold the line at the last checkpoint and ensure Mr. President’s safety!"
Long Siyan stood erect, took a deep breath,
"I understand what you mean. It seems that with Mr. President away, there will be a tough fight here at the President Mansion come dawn. I’ll go make some preparations."
"...Okay."
Qu Yu responded.
After Long Siyan had left, Qu Yu didn’t idle about.
The news wasn’t necessarily bound to leak; only he and Long Siyan knew of Wen Nian’s precise whereabouts, and a few others had only seen Wen Nian leave, but this didn’t prove anything.
Yet somehow, the other party had accurately found out that President Wen Nian was in the U.S., even pinpointing his exact location.
Their intent was certainly malicious.
He began to investigate who had first let the news slip out!
This piece of information was extremely important.
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Anlin Bai Mansion.
Bai Cangqiong was communicating with Joy, his hair gray. Bai Cangqiong’s words were brief and to the point,
"Since he’s willing to give up everything for a woman, then let’s just make sure he never returns."
"Yes, master. I understand your meaning. The Cross Army has already turned President Wen Nian into a thorn in their side, and with their leader’s fate uncertain, Ling Lan and Hui Yan have already dispatched a large force to scour the mountains and capture people. I believe Wen Nian and his group won’t be able to escape."
"Joy, bring a message to Ling Lan and Hui Yan, tell them that if Wen Nian dies, I can add an extra one hundred million US Dollars in military funds."
After Bai Cangqiong finished speaking, Joy on the other end paused,
"Master... are you sure you want to give that much?"
"The leaderless Cross Army needs this the most right now."
"...Indeed."
"It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that Wen Nian has given us; if we can’t seize it, then we’re truly foolish."
"Yes, master, I’ve got your point."
After hanging up the phone, Bai Cangqiong sat on the couch, his aged gaze brewing with schemes and calculations.
Bai Qingtian came down from upstairs,
"Father, why are you sitting here so late at night?"
Bai Cangqiong turned around, surprised a moment,
"Why are you at home tonight?"
"What do you mean by that? Why can’t I be at home?"
Bai Qingtian smiled with a wry detachment.
Bai Cangqiong patted the seat beside him, inviting his twenty-six-year-old son to sit down.
"What are you doing here? Who were you just speaking with on the phone?"
Bai Qingtian asked casually.
"That was your Uncle Joy who called me."
"Uncle Joy? Is he doing well? I heard he’s been doing business in the U.S. With the country in such turmoil..."
"Not all parts of the U.S. are at war; he’s already in a safe place. And as for business, who is your Uncle Joy? He’s seen through the political situation in the U.S. Before the outbreak of war, he withdrew his investments and moved them elsewhere."
Hearing this, Bai Qingtian couldn’t help but be deeply impressed,
"Uncle Joy is truly incredible. But does he plan to stay in the U.S. indefinitely? Who knows when this war will end."
"He should be returning soon. When your Uncle Joy comes back, make sure to learn from him, understand?"
"Got it, got it."
Bai Qingtian hastily agreed, leaning back on the couch and stroking his chin,
"So, Uncle Joy called you this late to discuss...?"
"The matter with President Wen Nian?"
"Wen Nian?"
"Your Uncle Joy heard from somewhere else that Wen Nian is in M country’s Chuihai."
Bai Qingtian was stunned for a moment, then he said,
"Is the news reliable?"
"It should be about seventy to eighty percent reliable."
"What’s he doing in M country? There’s been absolutely no word of this. However... these past few days, the media has indeed kept silent about Wen Nian’s wedding."
"We’ve been speculating privately whether something happened to his wife again."
"Mayor Song is also very good at keeping his cool, not letting any word slip out."
Bai Qingtian muttered to himself in analysis, finding the rumor his father heard quite credible.
"If the news is indeed true, Wen Nian will probably be facing more danger than luck this time."
At this, Bai Qingtian couldn’t help but look towards Bai Cangqiong,
"Father, you... you aren’t thinking of taking advantage of this situation to do something, are you?"
"My business is not your concern. You just focus on your own affairs."
"Dad, have you already done something?"
Bai Qingtian was fully alert now, looking seriously at Bai Cangqiong, his two prominent brows furrowing together,
"Dad, I urge you, whatever you’ve done, you better stop now. If Wen Nian dares to run off to M country, they definitely won’t leave any opening for you at home!"
"Bai Qingtian! I already told you, you don’t need to meddle in this affair!"
Bai Cangqiong stood up and roared at him,
"You take care of your own business! If you don’t want me to take the wrong path, you better get stronger quickly and take over the Bai Family’s burdens!"
"Dad..."
Bai Qingtian pursed his lips, watching Bai Cangqiong storm upstairs furiously.
He held back his words.
It was the fifth year since Wen Nian took office, during which he gave the older, more ambitious politicians a hard time.
The Bai Family was a force to be reckoned with in the business world, and father Bai Cangqiong was an influential figure in both the corporate and political spheres.
After Wen Nian came to power, he enacted several decrees that seemed targeted at the Bai Family’s capital, causing a lot of frustration for his father.
Yet, ironically, these very decrees won the hearts of the people, with the country’s GDP growing rapidly and his achievements being remarkable.
After being suppressed for over three years, father finally found a way out, which was marrying younger sister Bai Qiantan to Wen Nian.
Who would have known that Wen Nian would be so indifferent, and now, to make matters worse, daughter Qiantan ran away from home and he had already gotten married!
With father’s temperament, how could he tolerate such a slight!
Even Bai Qingtian himself felt that the Wen Family had gone too far this time.
But what could be done?
The political marriage was a manipulation by the father, and now that it had all been in vain, it was the just deserts for the older generations of both the Bai and the Wen Families.
Wen Nian ah...
Bai Qingtian sat alone on the sofa in the living room, his piercing eyes carrying the calm of twilight, flickering...
Anlin City is probably about to see another upheaval.
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Meanwhile, in Chuihai, Song Lili was resting in Wen Nian’s arms.
Zhongli Wuzhi borrowed some tools and sat outside the tent, assembling something.
Lu Xiaoer washed and wiped herself down inside the tent.
After finishing, she curled up quietly watching the silhouette of Zhongli Wuzhi outside the tent.
At three in the morning, the sound of gunfire came from afar, waking the deep-sleeping Song Lili.
She sat up hurriedly; Wen Nian’s figure was already absent in the tent.
Putting on her clothes, she rushed out of the tent, and then she saw the others all gathered together, looking at the spectacle of gunfire lighting up the sky in the distance.