Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Half a month passed.
At the Fearless Alliance:
Ye Wanwan flung the document in her hand aside, a chilly glint surfacing in her eyes.
Too much time had passed. Those missing people vanished in thin air and hadn’t re-appeared.
The Fearless Alliance had dispatched its most outstanding scouts to secretly investigate but didn’t have any inklings on what happened despite searching for many days.
That afternoon, Ye Wanwan got a call from Si Yehan.
“Island? What do you mean?”
Ye Wanwan looked puzzled.
Over the phone, Si Yehan told her that Asura discovered an island located in a secluded region of the Independent State’s territorial waters.
An island like this existed everywhere, so Ye Wanwan didn’t find anything strange about it.
“There are people guarding the perimeters of the island,” Si Yehan added.
Ye Wanwan’s brows locked together.
If it was merely an island, there was nothing strange about it, but… if the island was guarded, then it had to be unusual.
“Since there are people guarding it… What you’re saying is that the people who disappeared from the Independent State were all captured and taken to that island?” Ye Wanwan hastily asked.
“Not necessarily,” Si Yehan replied.
Ye Wanwan mulled it over in her head for a moment. Si Yehan was right. Some faction might’ve turned the island into a supply storehouse or was extracting something from there.
No matter what, they had to thoroughly investigate it first since they finally managed to obtain a somewhat valuable clue.
“Ah-Jiu, where is it? Tell me.”
However, Si Yehan sank into silence.
“Talk.” Ye Wanwan furrowed her brows.
“I’ll tell you after I look into it,” Si Yehan replied.
Ye Wanwan: “…”
Ye Wanwan knew Si Yehan was worried about her putting herself in danger. If that island really was a prison, it would definitely be extremely treacherous.
However, Ye Wanwan didn’t want Si Yehan to shoulder everything by himself since it was her who wanted to investigate this matter from the start, not Si Yehan.
Nonetheless, based on Ye Wanwan’s understanding of Si Yehan, she knew he wouldn’t say anything more regardless of how she pressed the issue, so she didn’t bother wasting her words.
“How’s Tangtang? Is he doing alright with you?” Ye Wanwan asked instead.
“He misses you,” Si Yehan replied.
Before Ye Wanwan could respond, he added, “Me too.”
Ye Wanwan: “…”
Why the heck do I feel like his EQ sky-rocketed?
“Don’t tell me… Tangtang taught you to say that, right?” Ye Wanwan hit the nail on the head.
Si Yehan: “…”
After a moment of silence, Si Yehan said, “I have a meeting. I’ll talk to you later.”
Then Si Yehan hastily hung up.
Ye Wanwan put her phone back on the desk and propped her chin on the back of her hand. Could it be he got flustered after being seen through?
Father and son seemed to be getting along rather well.
Ye Wanwan’s worries were completely assuaged.
With the father and the son’s personalities, Ye Wanwan was afraid they’d only exchange a handful of words after an entire day.
How could they cultivate affection without verbal exchanges…?
At this moment, Ye Wanwan started ringing again. It was a video call from Tangtang.
Ye Wanwan accepted the call immediately.
Tangtang was sitting in the living room in his pajamas, and the kitchen was located behind him.
And there was a man bustling about in the kitchen…
Ye Wanwan was astonished. Si Yehan’s cooking himself?!
I didn’t see it wrong, right? How come I can’t link Si Yehan and cooking together no matter what?!
