CHAPTER 392: CHAPTER 390: FU WENXIN IS THE HIDDEN BOSS

"Wait a moment."

Jian Xi walked briskly. Fu Shengyuan caught up from behind and grabbed her arm.

"President Fu!" Jian Xi disliked him touching her.

Fu Shengyuan immediately let go. "Sorry. I didn’t expect my uncle to be so extreme that he almost hurt you. Fortunately, you were prepared."

His gaze fell on Wang Hao.

At six-foot-three, he exuded an oppressive aura. His large build, like a steel tower, offered a sense of security.

"I really didn’t expect you to have such an impressive bodyguard."

Jian Xi pursed her lips, offering no explanation.

"I’ll take my leave. Apologies for the disturbance today. Once your uncle has calmed down, we can discuss the cooperation again. I hope he won’t be like this next time."

Fu Shengyuan, one hand in his pocket, grinned as he watched Jian Xi’s retreating figure and said lightly, Interesting!

Secretary Xiaoli stepped forward. "President Fu, it seems Miss Jian doesn’t trust you. She came today to test the Fu Family!"

"Mm." A meaningful glint flashed in Fu Shengyuan’s eyes. Let them fight it out!

Jian Xi sat in the car, her mind still in turmoil.

Wang Hao noticed something was amiss. "Miss, what’s wrong? You’ve been on edge since we returned."

Jian Xi asked, "Do you remember when we caught Xinxin? We saw a scorpion tattoo on her wrist."

"Shang Fu has one too. The high-ranking members of these assassin organizations all have specific tattoos. It’s a kind of totemic belief. Why do you ask?"

Jian Xi frowned deeply. "The person with Fu Wenxin might be from Secret Gate!"

Back at Fuyuan Official Residence, she told Jian Yanjun everything she had learned from her probing that day.

Jian Yanjun was shocked and alarmed. "You mean Secret Gate has been able to evade tracking in China all this time because they’ve been using Tianyao Group’s resources? And their boss is Fu Wenxin?"

"At first, I couldn’t believe it. But today, when I saw the tattoo on the arm of that so-called high-ranking assassin, it all clicked. Fifth Brother, do you remember what Xinxin said?"

"She said her godfather never shows his true face and has never appeared in public. He often travels between countries, his whereabouts unpredictable. Doesn’t that sound a lot like Fu Wenxin, who has kept a low profile in recent years?"

"Most importantly, I’ve seen the treatment plans for Fu Wenxin. They’re all sleep-related. He must have some kind of psychological problem!"

Wang Hao added, "Huang Ying is also treating Xinxin’s godfather for sleep problems!"

"Ever since I started competing with Tianyao Group for that major contract from Zhuoyue Technology, Fu Wenxin has been fully engaged, and Xinxin hasn’t seen her godfather since."

"To this day, Huang Ying probably still hasn’t met the head of Secret Gate. I suspect Fu Wenxin is the Sect Leader of Secret Gate, and he has cultivated this assassin organization as his personal weapon!"

"Tianyao Group’s growth in recent years has been astonishing. There’s no other explanation for it."

"If this is true, then the Fu Family’s affairs are a treacherous mess to navigate!"

Jian Yanjun clenched his teeth. "How about I take some men, sneak in late at night, and kidnap him? If he really is the Sect Leader of Secret Gate, we can settle all our scores, new and old, and rescue Mingming at the same time."

"I’m afraid I’ve already startled the snake," Jian Xi said with a wry smile.

She truly hadn’t anticipated that trying to borrow reinforcements would lead to this.

A servant announced, "Miss, President Fu Shengyuan is outside. He says he wants to see you."

Jian Yanjun’s temper flared instantly. "I’ll go deal with him."

"No, Big Brother. Let’s see. He probably doesn’t know anything. I can handle him."

Jian Xi went out.

Fu Shengyuan was pacing anxiously in the courtyard. Seeing her, he quickly approached. "Xixi, my uncle has disappeared! Did you take him? He certainly offended you today, but please don’t kill him. You know he’s helped me a lot to get where I am. Rationally and emotionally, I can’t just stand by."

"What? Fu Wenxin has disappeared?"

Fu Shengyuan’s eyes widened. "It wasn’t you who took him?"

"No!"

Jian Xi immediately mobilized her ace team, and Fu Shengyuan his men, to start searching.

An hour later, there was still no news.

Fu Wenxin seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth.

"Fu Shengyuan, as the Head of the Fu Family, you have the authority to freeze Fu Wenxin’s liquid assets and real estate, don’t you?"

"I know what to do."

Fu Shengyuan cooperated fully.

This touched Jian Xi slightly.

Although she couldn’t see through him, he had, at least, never harmed her.

Jian Yanjun came out. "Can you trust him?"

"I can’t, but there’s no better option right now."

Jian Xi was annoyed. "It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t been so presumptuous as to try and get reinforcements, I wouldn’t have alerted the enemy. Si Yuhuan..."

She suddenly remembered something.

Immediately, she drove to Haohan Group.

The path was clear, as if everyone knew she was coming. No one in the entire group paid her any undue attention, which made Jian Xi feel surprisingly at ease.

DING!

The elevator opened, and the receptionist gestured welcomingly. "Madam, please."

"Just call me CEO Jian."

She had been divorced for a long time and disliked the title ’Madam’.

Yan Qing approached. "Madam, you’re finally here. Director Si has been waiting for you for a long time."

’Madam’ again!

She couldn’t be bothered to correct him again and strode in quickly.

BANG!

She pushed the door open, furious.

"Si Yuhuan, hand over the child!"

Inside, a line of senior executives saw Jian Xi and exchanged glances. A few who knew her better couldn’t help but cover their mouths to stifle their laughter. Jian Xi felt like she could die of embarrassment. He was doing this on purpose!

"All of you, leave us."

Si Yuhuan tossed aside the pen in his hand and ordered coolly.

Several senior executives nodded. "Yes."

As they passed Jian Xi, they each greeted her, "Good day, Madam."

This ’Madam’ business again! She was about to explode!

Once they left, she immediately rushed towards him. "Si Yuhuan! Fu Wenxin is the Sect Leader of Secret Gate—the godfather of that little mistress of yours! Hand over the child to me, quickly! Otherwise, something terrible will happen!"

"I’m not joking with you."

A flicker of surprise crossed Si Yuhuan’s eyes, but he quickly composed himself. He looked indifferently at the flustered Jian Xi and said slowly, "Is that your attitude when asking for help?"

"I..." Jian Xi was so furious she was speechless.

"Si Yuhuan, what on earth do you want!?" she demanded, her voice tight with impatience.

Beggars can’t be choosers. She took a deep breath. "Give me the child, and we can discuss anything."

"Your tone is off, and you sound very insincere," he said, crossing his arms, a mocking smile on his lips.

"Si Yuhuan! I’m discussing something critical with you! Are you deliberately trying to pick a fight?"

Jian Xi strode over and slammed her hand on the table with a THWACK. She glared at Si Yuhuan, small flames of fury burning in her eyes, looking ready to pounce if he continued his nonsense.

"Ex-wife! With that attitude, why should I help you?"

Those two words—’Ex-wife’—were enough to wound Jian Xi. Her lovely face turned pale in an instant.