The ancient war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in a wealthy family

"Beep...beep..." The call was connected, and I made it short, "Help me check the person associated with this number and name." I reported the information on the note, and my friend Sun's low voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's a bit tricky, but it won't be difficult for me. Give me some time." I hung up the phone, and the uneasiness in my heart not only did not dissipate, but became even stronger.

Who is behind Zhou Yuanfang's relative?

What do they want to do?

I rubbed my eyebrows and felt a slight headache.

I understand that this path of investigation is destined to be full of thorns.

Mrs. Li is such a snob, she must have been waiting to see me make a fool of myself.

And those relatives of the Zhan family with different thoughts are like poisonous snakes lurking in the dark, ready to give me a fatal blow at any time.

This feeling of being watched by everyone makes me feel very stressed.

Fortunately, I still have my grandchildren as friends.

Although he is usually careless, he can always be of great help at critical moments.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.

In less than an hour, Sun's friend called.

"I found out," he said, his voice tinged with excitement. "This number is registered to a shell company, and the name... is interesting. His name is Wang Shan. On the surface, he's the head of a charity project, but behind the scenes..." He paused, his tone becoming serious, "he's been doing some shady things behind the scenes."

Wang Shan?

Charity project?

A flash of inspiration came to my mind, as if I had heard this name somewhere.

I immediately looked through previous information, and sure enough, I found this name in a report about the Zhan family's investment project.

The Zhan family once invested in a charity project, and the person in charge was none other than Wang Shan!

I stood up suddenly, and the doubts in my heart surged like a tide.

Could it be that Wang Shan is manipulating all this behind the scenes?

Why did he target the Zhan family?

I forced myself to calm down. Now is not the time to make a conclusion.

I need more evidence, more clues.

"Please help me make an appointment with this Wang Shan." I said to my friend Sun in a firm tone.

"No problem," Sun agreed readily, "but you have to be careful, this guy is not a good person." I hung up the phone, walked to the window, and looked at the dark night sky outside.

In the distance, the city lights twinkle like sparks.

I knew I was about to step into a more dangerous vortex, but I was prepared.

I picked up my coat and prepared to go out.

Just then, the phone rang again.

"Miss Bai, I have some information about Wang Shan here, maybe you will be interested..." A strange man's voice came from the other end of the phone, low and hoarse.

My hand unconsciously clenched the phone...

I grabbed my car keys and headed straight to the newspaper office where reporter Wu Xiaobao worked.

The dilapidated corridor was filled with a musty smell. I suppressed the discomfort and found his office.

Reporter Wu from Tabloid was sitting with his legs crossed, a cigarette in his mouth, looking quite nonchalant.

"Miss Bai, what brings you here?" he asked sarcastically, his eyes full of greed.

I went straight to the point: "What do you know about Wang Shan?" He exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly: "I know a lot, but..." He rubbed his fingers, and the meaning was self-evident.

I sneered: "You want money?" "Miss Bai, money makes the world go round, you understand this truth, right?" He looked like a materialist.

"I can give you money, but you have to tell me what you know first." I stared into his eyes and refused to give in.

He hesitated for a moment, his eyes rolling around like a cunning fox.

"How about this, Miss Bai, you give me a deposit first, and I promise to provide you with valuable information." I understand that it is useless to confront someone like him head-on, and I can only outsmart him.

I took out a stack of bills from my bag and waved it in front of him: "This money is enough for you to buy a lot of things. But what I want is all the information about Wang Shan, including his photo, address, interpersonal relationships, etc." His eyes were wide open, staring greedily at the bills in my hand.

"No problem, Miss Bai, I promise..." Before he finished speaking, I suddenly changed the subject: "But, I have one condition." I deliberately paused and observed his reaction.

He really took the bait and asked anxiously, "What are the conditions?" I smiled slightly and put the money back into the bag. "I want you to personally deliver this information to the place I specify, and you have to tell me who asked you to spread those rumors about the Zhan family." His expression changed and his eyes flickered.

"This..." "Why, you don't want to?" I raised my eyebrows and pretended to leave.

"No, no, I do." He agreed quickly, fearing that the cooked duck would fly away.

I wrote him an address and said, "I'll wait for you there at 8 o'clock tomorrow night." I turned and left, leaving him alone in the office with a gloomy look on his face.

Walking downstairs, I took out my cell phone and dialed a number: "Hello, friend Sun, please keep an eye on reporter Wu Xiaobao for me and see if there is anyone behind him..." I hung up the phone with a sneer on my face.

Reporter Wu Xiaobao, do you think you can beat me?

Humph, the fun has just begun...

I looked up at the sky. Night had fallen and the sky was dotted with stars.

A black car stopped silently in front of me, the window slowly lowered, revealing a familiar face.

"Get in the car." He said in a low voice with deep eyes.

I got in the car, he started the engine, and the car blended into the night and disappeared in the vast traffic.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

He gripped the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the front. "Going to meet someone..."

The car stopped in front of an old villa, and the air was filled with the smell of damp earth.

Zhan Yu held my hand, and his warm strength came from his palm.

"Come in, he's waiting for you." He whispered.

When I pushed open the heavy iron door, a smell of decay hit me in the face, and I couldn't help but frown.

Under the dim light, a burly man sat in a wheelchair, his face covered with scars and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

"Are you Miss Bai?" His voice was hoarse and as harsh as sandpaper.

"It's me." I met his gaze without fear.

He looked me up and down, a sneer on his face.

"You are indeed a beauty. No wonder the young master of the Zhan family is so obsessed with you." I retorted coldly: "You called me here just to praise my beauty, right?" He laughed loudly, and his laughter echoed in the empty villa, which was creepy.

"Miss Bai is really courageous. I like her." He paused, and his tone turned cold. "I heard that you were investigating Wang Shan?" My heart sank. It seemed that reporter Wu Xiaobao did not lie to me.

"That's right," I admitted.

"Do you know who Wang Shan is?" He stared at me, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

"A hypocritical philanthropist and a despicable villain." I answered without hesitation.

He laughed again, his laughter full of sarcasm.

"You are wrong, Miss Bai. Wang Shan is just a small fry. You can't afford to offend the people behind him." My breathing stagnated, and a chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

"Who are you?" I asked sternly.

He didn't answer, but just waved his hand and motioned me to leave.

"Go back, Miss Bai. There are some things you'd better not know too much about." I gritted my teeth, turned around and left the villa.

Zhan Yu was waiting for me outside. When he saw that I looked pale, he asked with concern, "What's wrong?" I shook my head and said nothing, but just held his hand tightly.

Back in the car, I took out the information that reporter Wu Xiaobao gave me and looked through it carefully.

Suddenly, my eyes stopped on a photo. In the photo, there was a man wearing sunglasses standing next to Wang Shan.

This man...

I seem to have seen it somewhere...

Suddenly I remembered that I had met this person at a charity dinner!

he……

It belongs to Zhou Yuanfang's relative...

Husband, stop the car!

"I shouted.

Zhan Yu slammed on the brakes, and the car made a harsh friction sound.

"What's wrong?" he asked anxiously.

I pointed at the man in the photo, my voice trembling: "I... I recognized him... He..." Before I could finish my words, my cell phone suddenly rang.

An unknown number...

After hesitating for a moment, he answered the phone.

"Miss Bai, long time no see..." A cold voice came from the other end of the phone...