Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

There was some traffic on the road. An Nansheng's car had been allowed to pass, but there were still two cars in front of Jian Muye waiting in line for inspection.

At this time, Jian Muye's cell phone rang.

The caller ID shows Fang Zhuo.

Jian Muye was slightly startled and answered the call immediately.

"Mr. Jian, there is something I have thought about and decided to tell you."

Jian Muye said directly: "Did my dad really do it?"

Fang Zhuo paused:

"I really don't know if it was Director Jian who did it. I'm just a messenger around Director Jian at best. You know, Director Jian is very suspicious, and I'm not the only one working under him. For many things, we only know the part we're responsible for."

Jian Muye: "Then what do you want to say?"

Fang Zhuo: "A few days ago, I saw a foreigner in the western suburbs. I had never seen that person before, and he lived in the western suburbs for a few days. I was wondering if this foreigner was related to the disappearance of Mr. An's child."

"Didn't Master Jiu get into trouble? Could it be that his enemies have come to Fengcheng and want to wipe them out completely?"

Jian Muye's eyes widened.

Fang Zhuo has an average education, but he was able to follow him and then Jian Yunzhang because he has a quick and smart mind.

He has been with Jian Yunzhang for so long, his suspicion is not unreasonable.

"Are you sure it's a foreigner? What does he look like and what's his name?"

Fang Zhuo: "That person has blond hair and is easy to recognize. I don't know his name. Director Jian is very secretive about his identity. Even the servants serving in the western suburbs avoid him. Everyone only knows that this person exists, but no one knows his name, what he does, or where he came from."

Jian Muye's heart was pounding.

In other words, this matter is really related to Jian Yunzhang?

But that was his biological father.

Jian Muye was a little flustered and asked for the sake of conversation:

"Why are you telling me this? Why don't you just tell An Nansheng?"

Fang Zhuo paused for a moment before saying:

"Have you forgotten? When I first started at Jian's, I was doing odd jobs for Director Jian. One time, I missed a document and was about to be fired by Director Jian. That day, Director An happened to come to Jian's to look for you. She heard me calling home and mentioned it to you, and then I started working for you. At that time, you weren't married yet, and you had a good relationship with Director An..."

"I kept my job, so I could afford to pay for my mother's medical treatment."

Jian Muye really didn't remember.

It feels like it happened in a previous lifetime.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Muye no longer hesitated and called An Nansheng.

He was using a new number, and An Nansheng didn't know it was him calling, so he answered the call quickly.

Afraid that she would hang up, Jian Muye got straight to the point:

"Nan Sheng, I have a clue here."

An Nansheng's cold voice came from the phone: "Speak."

Jian Muye quickly said:

"Try to contact Chen Zheng and ask him if he recognizes a mixed-race foreigner with blond hair."

An Nansheng frowned: "What do you mean?"

Jian Muye: "Fang Zhuo saw a mysterious golden-haired man in my father's house in the western suburbs. He suspected he was my uncle's enemy and had come to Fengcheng to eradicate him."

When An Nansheng heard the words "eradicate the problem completely", his heart ached suddenly.

She pounded her chest hard, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she couldn't speak.

The phone was on speakerphone, so Song Ke heard it and quickly called Chen Zheng.

Fortunately, Chen Zheng's phone was connected smoothly, and Song Ke was also very clear:

"Chen Zheng, among Jiu Ye's enemies, is there a man with golden hair who seems to be of mixed blood?"