Mrs. Fang's pupils shrank significantly, but they quickly returned to normal.

She said lightly: "...Who did you hear?"

"I heard from a relative of your Yu family that he said that many people in the Yu family know about this. Mrs. Fang, you don't know about it, right?" Wen Yinuo was asking, but the expression in his eyes was completely confident that "I know you know".

Mrs. Fang's voice became colder, and there seemed to be a little trembling, but she controlled her well and managed her expression, as if she had already prepared herself. She said calmly: "Yes, I know this. That was before I got married to Mr. Yu, but this matter may have nothing to do with him, right? Tang Jinxiao suddenly left and left the child, but Mr. Yu didn't know..."

"His woman gave birth to him, but he could ignore him for a month?" Wen Yinuo sneered, "Mrs. Fang, you dare to marry such a man when you know. Are you blindly brave or not, or are you hang up with nothing to do?"

Mrs. Fang fell silent, and her hands unconsciously grabbed the edge of her skirt and twisted out wrinkles.

After a while, she lowered her head, exposed her white and delicate neck, and said lightly: "...So what? Anyway, I'm already married, and since I'm married, I won't regret it."

After saying that, she walked away quickly and never talked to Wen Yinuo again.

Wen Yinuo looked at Mrs. Fang's back as she left hurriedly and let out a sigh of relief.

She felt that her previous persistence was right, and love was really not a good thing.

When a woman is involved in love, she is not only blind to her wisdom, but also terrifying to be unimaginable.

She lowered her head, wrote "Suspicious" behind Mrs. Fang's name on her mobile phone notepad, and then looked at her next target, the orphanage.

To be precise, it is the orphanage that adopted Tang Jinxiao.

...

The next day, Wen Yino came to the Mayflower Orphanage in Arcadi City.

This is the orphanage on Tang Tonight's resume that she could find.

This name was seen from Mrs. Fang's album, and it was later confirmed that it was also the orphanage where Tang Jinxiao had lived.

But when Wen Yinuo came to this address, he looked at the red brick buildings with lush trees in front of him, and the sign "Mayflower Primary School" written on the wall half-height in front of the door, and the sign "Mayflower Primary School" written on the wall half-person high, and he immediately smiled bitterly.

Isn't this an orphanage?

How did it become an elementary school?

Wen Yinuo was unwilling to give up and hurriedly checked the "Mayflower Orphanage" and "Mayflower Primary School" online.

Thanks to the universal network, she quickly found the results.

It turns out that since more than 40 years ago, the United States has legislated legislation and began to replace the orphanage system with "foster parents".

Thirty years ago, the system was established and all orphanages were abolished across the United States. All minors who had no parents, as well as minors who had committed acts that violated the rights and interests of children, were entered into this "procurement parents" system, and the government came forward to put these children in the "procurement parents" home.

So the orphanage where Tang Jinxiao lived was changed to an elementary school thirty years ago.

She went to the relevant departments to find the original records of the Mayflower Orphanage, but a local government official told her that there was a major fire before the Mayflower Orphanage was closed and all the information had been burned.

Fortunately, there were no children living there at that time, so only the information and the building were damaged.

Later, Mayflower Primary School was rebuilt in the burned Mayflower Orphanage.

Except for the same name, there is nothing in common elsewhere.

So the "orphanage" she once had high hopes was crossed out of her small notepad.

Wen Yinuo sat on the small iron-made seats on the sidewalk opposite the gate of Mayflower Primary School, watching the children emerge from the gate on a yellow school bus.

There are also parents who drive to pick up their children themselves. The school gates are bustling, which is the most densely populated place in this country.

Every child's face was filled with a happy smile, wearing neat school uniforms, small bow tie, and small skirt, and happily went home with his parents.

It is hard to imagine that there were many orphans without parents living here.

She sat here until dusk before getting up and leaving.

The orphanage that Tang Tonight had been staying in is gone, and even records are gone.

Have the traces of this person's life been wiped out everywhere?

Wen Yinuo always feels something is wrong.

She returned to the mansion where she lived, and it was already dark.

Fu Ningjue called her several times, and she replied: It will be here soon.

Fu Ningjue, who had been standing on the steps in front of the door, ran over with a smile and said, "Yinuo, you are back. How are you doing today? Have you found a clue?"

He knew that Wen Yinuo went out to "find clues" in the morning.

Now their Taoist competition is no longer completely live broadcast, but selective live broadcast.

Because of the emergence of a murder case, they are more cautious about the broadcast of the content.

But the judges could still see all the actions of the contestants.

Fu Ningjue is not a judge, so he doesn’t know if Wen Yinuo has gained something during the day today.

Wen Yinuo did not answer him, but looked at the drone floating quietly above his head not far away, smiled, and said, "It's closed, it's over, you can go and rest the drone too."

The drone turned around in the air and even pointed at her twice before flying away.

Fu Ningjue's attention was suddenly deflected. He looked up and saw the drone's operation, and was surprised: "... This drone has become a spirit?! How can it understand you're talking?!"

Wen Yinuo pulled the corner of his mouth, "The drone is originally an artificial intelligence system, and there are still people operating the drone behind it. Do you think the drone is really unmanned?"

Fu Ningjue: "..."

He smiled a little embarrassedly.

In front of Wen Yinuo, he always felt like his IQ was crushed, but he was not frustrated and uncomfortable. Instead, he felt refreshed when he was criticized by her.

He felt that he was helpless.

Wen Yinuo did not refute when he saw Fu Ningjue, but instead smiled a little shyly, and she was a little moved.

This little Mr. Fu has a very good temper. He is willing to treat him like this.

But she didn't know that Fu Ningjue's temper was just obedient in front of her.

In front of others, whoever dares to underestimate him a little bit will turn around and leave immediately.

The two walked into the mansion together, and Fu Ningjue sent her to her room, and then went downstairs to ask the chef to prepare for the fire to cook.

After Wen Yinuo packed up and went downstairs, he could have supper.

As soon as they sat on the dining table, Han Qianxue actually brought Xiao Yiyuan.

She walked into the restaurant and smiled at Fu Ningjue, Mrs. Fu and Wen Yinuo, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, Miss Wen, can I invite one more person to dinner?"

Xiao Yiyuan stood beside her, put a bottle of Bordeaux wine I had just bought on the dining table, and said with a smile: "Come on uninvited, disturb me."

The visitor was a guest and brought gifts. Of course, Mrs. Fu could not drive people away without grace.

She nodded slightly and said with a smile: "We happened to have a lot of food prepared today, and we were thinking about calling Qianxue. Come and have a meal together."

Fu Ningjue took the bottle of Bordeaux wine without hesitation and said, "Mr. Xiao, I really can't afford to invest. The Bordeaux wine in 1982 only had one dinner? I made it!"

Xiao Yiyuan sat down opposite Wen Yinuo with a smile.

He was wearing a casual blue and black suit jacket, and he couldn't tell the brand, but the workmanship was absolutely excellent because it set off his figure so well, just like a customized model from a big brand.

Below the jacket is a white shirt, with the collar naturally open, just revealing the position of the collarbone.

The cuffs are half rolled, and only one smoke-gray mechanical watch from Vacheron Constantin series is on its wrist.

The dial of the watch is actually a little pearlescent in smoke gray, which looks clear, elegant and introverted.

When Wen Yinuo was hilarious when he was browsing the Internet, he once told Xiao Yiyuan that if one day she became rich, she would definitely buy two smoke-gray mechanical watches from Vacheron Constantin series, wearing one on her wrist as a watch and one on her chest as a pocket watch.

At that time, what she liked the most was this smoky gray dial with a little pearlescent.

But this table is too expensive, and the seven-digit price is not affordable by ordinary working people. Even small bosses who do business cannot afford one, let alone two.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, Xiao Yiyuan finally put on her watch.

Wen Yinuo couldn't help but glance at Xiao Yiyuan's chest again, seeing clearly that he did not have the same pocket watch on his chest.

But when I think about it, I find it funny.

This is her fantasy when she was 12 or 13 years old. How could Xiao Yiyuan be so naive?

Now they are successful people, and the watch they wear is very suitable for Han Qianxue's Patek Philippe next to them.

The elite style starts with watches.

Wen Yinuo silently looked away and started having dinner.

Fu Ningjue is very talkative, and there will be no upset wherever he is.

While eating, he did not forget to talk with Xiao Yiyuan and Han Qianxue.

"Mr. Xiao, how is your lawsuit? Working overtime every day should be almost done, right?"

Xiao Yiyuan nodded, "Fortunately, we already have some clues. I am checking some records. After I have sorted them out, I will leave them to Han Dalu for processing."

Han Qianxue also praised Xiao Yiyuan: "Mr. Xiao is indeed the leader in the artificial intelligence industry and the pride of us Chinese! I will do my best to help Mr. Xiao win this lawsuit!"

Fu Ningjue quickly raised his wine glass: "Then I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and I will pay a cup to Mr. Xiao and Han Dalu! I wish you a happy cooperation!"

Xiao Yiyuan and Han Qianxue clinked glasses with him together.
To be continued...