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Chapter 173: Yan Shao, Half-Dead with Anger by His Son

Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Yan Shao, Half-Dead with Anger by His Son

Soon, the boss called back, "Mr. Yan, the young master was brought in by a man who appeared to be in his 30s around 1 a.m. last night. He paid for the young master’s food, accommodation, and transportation charges on the spot at the reception of the company."

A man in his thirties? Yan Han’s heart skipped a beat.

Could it be Xing Bailun?

Yan Han couldn’t understand why he thought of Xing Bailun first. For the past five years, every move of the "four of them" including Xing Bailun had been under close watch by his men. There would never be any movements without him knowing first.

"I want to see the surveillance footage from that time!"

Yan Han was desperate to figure out who that man was. In his heart, he held out a faint hope that this might be a crucial breakthrough in his search for Zhu Qianying.

The surveillance footage was sent over, showing a man wearing large sunglasses, tall and well-built. He indeed seemed to be in his early thirties. Although his real face wasn’t visible, based on his thin lips, high nose and the approximate outline of his face, he should be a very handsome man.

This man was not one of the two young masters from the Ji Family, not one of the "four", not even Xing Bailun. Yan Han could affirm that he did not know this man.

The surveillance also showed that the little boy and that man seemed to be quite familiar with each other. The man entered holding the boy with one hand and dragging some luggage with the other. The little boy looked up at the man and smiled several times during the process.

His lovely little face was extremely cute when he smiled, but Yan Han had never seen the little boy smile with his own eyes.

Now, watching the close interaction between the man and the boy on the screen, Yan Han was consumed with jealousy.

Why was his own son, Yan Han’s son, smiling at an unrelated man?!

And who was this man? Could he be Zhu Qianying’s...

No, impossible!

Yan Han firmly suppressed this terrifying assumption.

Zhu Qianying was still his wife. How could she be involved with another man?

While watching the footage, Yan Han was increasingly frustrated. Feeling acid in his stomach and a bitter taste in his mouth, he picked up his phone and dialed the sender’s number from the information the boss had sent him.

Yan Han dialed the number while contemplating how he would lash out at this man, making him understand that his wife was Yan Han’s and so was his son!

This man had no business with them!

"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off." An emotionless mechanized voice came from the receiver.

Yan Han dialed the number again and again, but received the same response every time.

Unable to resign himself, he made a call to have the number checked.

The response was quick, "Mr. Yan, this number was newly registered yesterday in D City. It has only one call record, from the Star Treasure Express in our city today at noon."

So, this number was only registered to confirm the safe delivery of the little boy!

And it was all likely premeditated and planned by Zhu Qianying!

All this was to confuse his line of sight and make it impossible for him to trace her whereabouts.

Ha, Zhu Qianying, you’re really careful.

But do you really think that I won’t investigate because of this? Are you underestimating me?!

Yan Han had been searching for Zhu Qianying for five years and now he finally had some clues. He would certainly not let them go easily.

He called Qin Xiu, asked him to immediately check the passenger lists of all airlines and high-speed trains in recent times, assigned the Tong family to keep an eye on the situation in D City, and sent over a screenshot of the man from the surveillance footage.

After making these arrangements, Yan Han was about to go upstairs to see the little boy, when he saw him standing on the stairs, silent and watching.

"Son, are you awake?"

Yan Han walked up to the boy, but he ignored him and started descending the stairs with a cool expression.

If he hadn’t heard the boy speaking fluently at the company at noon, he would have assumed his precious son was mute!

Yan Han’s legs were long, so by the time the little boy had descended halfway down the stairs, he was able to lift him up.

A fresh scent entered his nose and Yan Han couldn’t help but nuzzling the boy’s red, sleepy face.

"Son, have you brushed your teeth?" He didn’t expect the kid to be so independent.

Then again, it made sense. Zhu Qianying, that girl, was extremely capable. The son she raised wouldn’t be incompetent. This, Yan Han was a hundred percent sure of.

The little boy fluttered his eyes and blinked his glossy dark eyes. That was his affirmative answer.

Yan Han sighed in his heart. Was this little rascal planning to play mute until when?

He felt confused and aggrieved but didn’t have any reason to vent his anger at the child. After all, as for the mother and son, he was the one at fault!

Uncle Hai, who had been keeping a close watch on the house, rushed over when he heard the noise. He had been curious all afternoon, wanting to see the face of the young master.

When he finally saw him, he was ecstatic.

"Wow, young master, you look exactly like your father!"

The little boy looked earnestly at Uncle Hai for two seconds and then crisply called out, "Grandpa Hai!"

His greeting brought tears to Uncle Hai’s eyes.

"Ah! Good boy, young master is such a good boy!"

Uncle Hai was so moved that his hand was shaking. One hand hurriedly wiped the hot tears from the corner of his eyes, while the other hand reached out to touch the face of the young master.

What he didn’t know was that the young master’s call of ’Grandpa Hai’ almost made his master, Yan Han, choke to death from jealousy!

"Son, call me daddy!"

Yan Han was desperate. Why could Uncle Hai be called so respectfully while he, the biological father, hadn’t even received a title up to now?!

Yan Han stared at his son’s adorable face, hoping the next word from the boy would be ’Daddy’!

But the boy didn’t care about him at all. Instead, he turned his face away with an unwilling look, wriggled like a worm and stretched out both his hands towards Uncle Hai, "Grandpa Hai!"

It was obvious that he wanted Uncle Hai to hold him.

At this second call of ’Grandpa Hai’, Yan Han gritted his teeth with jealousy.

"Son, how do you know to call him Grandpa Hai?"

Although he had a vague feeling that the young boy’s answer wouldn’t be what he wanted to hear and might even infuriate him, he couldn’t help himself.

This time, the boy did look back at him. However, the glance he gave him clearly said he was an idiot, "Mommy told me!"

At that moment Yan Han was so angry that he almost fainted.