Feng Yue and Mr. Du returned to the company late at night.
Most of the employees at Feng Corporation were still working overtime.
Many had deliberately slowed down their work, staying late to see if Feng Yue and Mr. Du would return.
If they could come back, it would mean the accusation of hiding firearms was false and fabricated.
Another possibility was that the police had not found any guns.
The Zheng brothers were the most nervous.
They couldn’t focus on anything.
It wasn’t until their secretary informed them that Feng Yue and Mr. Du had returned that the three brothers exchanged glances and finally let out a sigh of relief.
Zheng Er said, “I told you this was definitely a setup. I’ve been Mom’s son for decades and have never seen a gun. Well, except for the toy guns and water guns she bought me.”
His brothers laughed.
Similarly, Zheng Yifan had never seen any guns hidden by his mother or Mr. Du.
The three brothers quickly went downstairs to greet their mother.
Feng Yue, acting as if nothing had happened, walked into the office building with Mr. Du, surrounded by a group of bodyguards.
When she saw her three sons, she stopped and said to them, “If there’s nothing urgent, go home. I haven’t had dinner yet, so I’ll go eat with Old Du first. I came back to let you know not to worry.”
“It was just Feng Ying’s way of framing me. The police searched Old Du’s house from top to bottom and found nothing,” Feng Yue said with a cold smile. “Now it’s their turn to feel the pressure.”
Since no guns were found, she wondered how Madam Shang would handle the situation.
Zheng Yifan said, “Mom, it’s good that things are cleared up. You and Uncle Du go eat. We’ll handle the company matters.”
Feng Yue snorted, then instructed her sons to handle a few documents on her behalf before leaving the company again with Mr. Du, surrounded by her bodyguards.
Meanwhile, at the Qiao family’s old residence, Qiao Han received a phone call and immediately called Zhan Haoyu, saying, “Tell the others that the police didn’t find any hidden guns at Mr. Du’s residence.”
Cheng Lingling, sitting next to Qiao Han, remarked, “Old Thief is out.”
Old Thief was the nickname of Xu Susu’s master, a legendary thief from decades ago.
Xu Susu: “…My master went out without telling me.”
She could guess what her master was up to.
Cheng Lingling said, “You can go out too. It’s late at night, and in places without lights, it’s pitch black—perfect for you and your master to sneak into the Du residence.”
“Before you go, you can ask Zhan Haoyu’s bodyguard, Ah Qi. He came to Jiangcheng with Hai Ling and is more familiar with the area.”
“He’s sneaked into the Du residence before and knows the layout. Ask him to draw you a map, then analyze where Mr. Du might have moved the hidden guns. They definitely couldn’t have been moved out of the Du residence.”
“As for the handgun that old woman Feng has hidden, it’s harder to figure out unless someone on the inside helps. You might need to ask Miss Feng Qing for assistance. Although she’s Feng Yue’s biological daughter and has betrayed her mother before, when it comes to her mother’s life, I’m not sure if she’ll continue to betray her or choose to uphold justice and turn against her.”
Xu Susu said, “After all, they’re mother and daughter. Don’t count on her being on our side. Aunt Feng said that tomorrow, at the latest, Feng Yue will definitely invite all of us to the Feng family mansion.”
“Aunt Feng is, after all, the eldest daughter of the previous Feng family head and Feng Yue’s niece. Plus, Elder Zhong is back. I don’t believe that old woman won’t use the excuse of welcoming Aunt Feng and Elder Zhong to invite us all over.”
