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Chapter 325 The Mysterious Man (1)

Adrian's heart skipped a beat: "It wasn't me, someone else wanted her dead."

The old man's eyes narrowed, his gaze never leaving the photograph. "Don't touch her!"

Adrian was taken aback, looking at the old man with a bewildered expression. He opened his mouth as if to ask why, but the moment he met the old man's gaze, the courage to speak vanished without a trace.

The person in front of you has such an aura that even if he does nothing, anyone who stays by his side will feel so much pressure that they can't breathe.

Especially now, his "shut up" attitude is even more terrifying.

The old man had dominated the political arena for half a century; his charisma and wisdom were unmatched. Standing before him required immense mental fortitude, which is why Fisher was so eager to leave home as soon as he came of age.

"I understand, Grandpa," Adrian could only manage a reply.

"How is Fisher's injury?" the old man asked.

“He’s much better now, he’ll be fine after a little more rest.” He paused, then said, “He wants to go to China again to continue his design career. What does Grandpa think?”

The old man held Yan Zuozuo's photos and placed them one by one on the coffee table in front of him. "Let him be."

Adrian was utterly stunned, staring at the old man in disbelief. The old man had always opposed Fisher's business, but Fisher stubbornly refused to listen, choosing to leave home penniless rather than take over the family business, which infuriated the old man. He had thought the old man would use this opportunity to detain Fisher, but unexpectedly, he had agreed?

"Do you find it strange?" the old man asked.

Adrian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his head. "I wouldn't dare. Grandpa must have his reasons for doing this."

The old man's wise eyes flickered as he stared intently at the people in the photo. After a long while, he said, "I'm getting old, and it's time for me to worry about your marriages."

Adrian wasn't surprised; his marriage was preordained, a sacrifice for the country and the party. Fisher, on the other hand…

"You can decide your own marriage, as long as it doesn't embarrass the entire Bourbon family." The old man waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

Adrian could hardly believe that the old man before him was still the same cold and serious leader who prioritized the interests of the party and the state.

Grandpa actually gave him permission to marry freely?

When he heard him say such a thing, Adrian instinctively felt that he must have misheard, and stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.

Seeing that he didn't leave, the old man frowned. "Is there anything else?"

"That's all, I'll be going now." Adrian turned and left, carefully closing the door behind him.

Grandpa, that's strange!

The old man was the only one left in the room. He carefully put away Yan Zuozuo's photos, as if he were touching rare treasures. "They look so alike, so incredibly alike."

He stroked the prayer beads on his hand, carefully got up, walked to the safe, took out a small box from it, and returned to the sofa.

With a click, the small box was opened, revealing several black and white photos. The photos showed a young girl with two braids, a sweet smile, and an appearance almost identical to Yan Zuozuo.

The old man reached out and touched the black and white photos. He had looked at them all his life, but he still felt he couldn't get enough of them.

He and she only spent a short, happy ten years together, and then for the next few decades, he was left all alone. He didn't know how he got through those years. If she hadn't left a will before she died, perhaps he would have followed her long ago.

For fifty years, he relentlessly amassed power, all in the hope of finding their child. But fifty years passed, and he still had no news. He was almost in despair when, unexpectedly, fate delivered the child to him.

Yan Zuozuo, with a face exactly like hers, must be their granddaughter, just their poor child...

The old man looked at the investigation results again: dead, truly gone.

"Xiao Ning, have you seen our daughter in heaven?"

Yan Zuozuo waited for three whole days before being taken to Germany. As soon as she got off the plane, she was ushered into a car. Germany was completely unfamiliar to her, and she had no idea who she was supposed to see.

An hour later, she got out of the car and was taken to a luxurious five-star hotel, which was glittering inside and out. She looked around and thought, "This must be the presidential suite, right?"

Who on earth would go to such lengths to invite her?

Considering that Chi Moqing might have encountered trouble here, in order not to add to his burden, she told Jian Ning about her daily schedule, where she went, and who she met, so that he could pass on the information to Chi Moqing.

Although she missed him terribly, she didn't expect to receive a call from him, much less hope to see him. However, Chi Moqing called, and although it was only for a minute, hearing his voice and knowing that he was safe and sound put her at ease.

Before going to bed that night, Chi Moqing sent her a text message saying that things would be over in about a week and that she shouldn't worry.

Yan Zuozuo smiled slightly and quickly replied with a text message: I'm not worried, I just miss you.

I miss you too. Chi Moqing replied, adding another message: Go to sleep early, be good.

Yan Zuozuo packed her luggage, then quickly fell asleep while holding her phone.

To avoid causing trouble for Chi Moqing, she didn't go out for a stroll even after arriving in Germany, but only visited the hotel.

All her food and lodging were paid for by the mysterious man. She didn't hold back at all, eating whatever she liked, whether it was expensive or cheap. She even took pictures and sent them to Chi Moqing, telling him that she was doing well and there was no need to worry.

Chi Moqing placed the photos she sent him on the table, as if he could not see her in person, he would pretend that she was by his side, keeping him company while he ate.

She had been here for two days and still hadn't seen the mysterious person. However, all the hotel staff, from the manager to the cleaners, treated her with utmost respect, which only fueled her curiosity about the person.

There was a bar on the second floor of the hotel. One evening, Yan Zuozuo was bored and went to the bar for a drink. Just as she was about to take a picture of Chi Moqing with her phone, it was suddenly snatched away.

She froze, reaching out to snatch it back, when a familiar voice boomed above her, "Beautiful lady, drinking alone?"

Yan Zuozuo looked up and met Stephen's teasing smile. Stephen tapped the bar with his sunglasses and said, "A White Horse, please." Stephen sat down next to Yan Zuozuo and clinked his glass with hers.

Seeing that he had finished his drink in one gulp and was about to pour more, Yan Zuozuo couldn't help but ask, "You weren't injured last time, were you?"

Upon hearing this, Stephen looked as if he had been wronged, his handsome face immediately drooping. He said pitifully, "I'd rather be injured and hospitalized than have to go back and reflect on my actions. Half a month, half a month! I stayed home for a full half month, not stepping out of my room once! It was so cruel! Let me tell you… cough cough…"

He took another sip of his drink, cleared his throat, and continued to sob, "My wife treats me like a child. If I make a mistake, she makes me write a self-criticism. If I don't write it well, I have to rewrite it. If I don't rewrite it well, she confines me to my room to reflect on my mistakes. She won't let me out until I deeply realize my errors. I'm a real punching bag at home. I'd rather she just injure me in a car accident so I wouldn't have to write self-criticisms all day long... Hmm, that's not bad. Want a drink?"

Yan Zuozuo was already feeling quite helpless when he suddenly asked this question, which only made her feel more helpless. She shook her head in refusal, her lips twitching at Stephen's expression. "Then how did you escape?"

"What do you mean, escaped? I came out openly and honestly, openly and honestly!" Stephen shouted indignantly. What do you mean, escape? That's so rude. He came out through the front door, and he did it with a perfectly justified attitude, okay?

Yan Zuozuo rolled her eyes: "Then why did your wife let you out?"

Stephen paused for a moment, then laughed. "It's all because I realized my mistakes early on. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to come out and have fun."

"..." Yan Zuozuo's eyebrows twitched this time. "What a coincidence to run into you here."

Stephen put down his wine glass, glanced around cautiously, and then leaned close to Yan Zuozuo's ear and whispered, "My wife sent people to follow me. I can't have any women with me, but I can't be away from beautiful women for even a minute, so I had to secretly follow you to Germany."

"Cough cough!" Almost choking on her drink, Yan Zuozuo's face flushed slightly: "Are you deliberately setting me up?"

"Hehe, don't worry, my wife trusts you completely. Even if I sleep in the same room as you, she won't suspect anything between us."

Yan Zuozuo was completely speechless: "I'm really grateful that your wife trusts me so much."

"Of course! Anyway, in my wife's eyes, I'm no match for President Chi. She just thinks you'd never fall for me, hehe." Stephen said smugly, making Yan Zuozuo's face turn black. Was it really necessary to be so smug about saying something like that?

cheeky!

Stephen took another sip, gently swirling the crystal-clear wine glass, and said, "I also know what you came to Germany for this time, and I know that President Chi is in trouble in Germany."

Yan Zuozuo's heart tightened: "How did you know?"

Stephen shrugged: "What's so surprising? My wife has a business here; I can find out with just a few questions."

"Does everyone know already?" Yan Zuozuo felt a surge of anxiety. If the Chi family's reputation was ruined, would anyone still want to do business with Chi Moqing in the future?

Seeing her nervous expression, Stephen suddenly smiled and said, "You're so easy to fool."

Yan Zuozuo was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Suddenly, Stephen said seriously, "Such a large company has far-reaching consequences, and it could even affect the German economy and the peace between the two countries. The German government wouldn't be so unwise as to make things public before there is solid evidence. Don't worry, your husband's company is operating normally."

Yan Zuozuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Then how did you know?"

"I am..." Stephen was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You expressionless jerk who only ruins people's plans, I hate you!"

ha?

Yan Zuozuo was taken aback and followed Stephen's gaze.