The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

"Otherwise, this photo and even more 'exciting' evidence, such as a copy of Mengmeng's birth certificate, your pregnancy records, hospital bills... will be on the front page of all media outlets within 24 hours."

"Think about Mengmeng's future. You love her so much, you certainly don't want to disappoint her, right?"

Xie Yumin's mind went blank for a moment, and her face turned deathly pale.

Her hands and feet were cold, and she could barely stand against the wall, as if she had been thrown from a high-rise building into an ice cellar.

The other party not only knew Mengmeng's identity, but also already possessed evidence that could destroy almost everything she had.

If this information is exposed... the media's attacks, the public's siege, Gu Yinshen's rage, Mengmeng's identity crisis, the custody battle... every consequence is something she cannot bear.

She couldn't help but press hard against her chest, struggling to breathe.

Her gaze shifted, and through the window at the end of the corridor, she saw Mengmeng sleeping soundly under the dim yellow light in the ward. Her small body was curled up on the hospital bed, and she was still tightly hugging the teddy bear in her arms.

Xie Yumin's eyes were red, her throat felt like it was being cut by a dull knife, and her heart was filled with tears of blood that seemed about to burst from her chest.

She can't retreat.

But in this situation, he seems to be surrounded by enemies. How can he possibly win?

Meanwhile, in Gu Yinshen's private reception room.

Under the warm yellow light, the man's cold, handsome features were accentuated by the shadows, making them appear even sharper. He stood by the window, his hands behind his back, his shoulders tense, and his eyes piercing.

Ruolan in front of me is "crying bitterly".

"I'm the victim here, Yin Shen..." she cried, her acting superb, "You actually doubt me?"

A "chat log" was scrolling across the laptop screen.

It was a pre-arranged conversation with avatars, tone of voice, timestamps, and even a fake tag that said "system automatic backup," enough to confuse the real with the fake.

But Gu Yinshen only gave her a cold look, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Because it's pointless to engage in verbal sparring with this kind of person; they won't admit defeat until they see concrete evidence, and they'll keep playing these word games with you until you produce solid proof.

In the end, all you'll be wasting is your own time.

Therefore, the real truth needs to be revealed through a calmer and more discreet approach.

Watching his departing figure, Ruolan's eyes widened slightly, her heart filled with both shock and anger.

What's going on? Does he not even want to talk to me anymore?

But the way he looked at Xie Yumin just now wasn't like that!

Perhaps others didn't notice, but sitting to the side, and being his rival in love, he naturally saw it all too clearly.

Although Gu Yinshen still appeared indifferent on the surface, beneath that cold face lay shock and surprise.

Later, when Xie Yumin was about to leave, he even rushed out and stopped her.

The thought of Ruolan filled him with such hatred that his heart felt like it was bleeding.

Meanwhile, thanks to the team's professional efforts, less than twenty minutes later, the encrypted email on Xie Yumin's phone, along with copies of all the data packets containing the images, was transmitted to Gu Yinshen.

He sat silently in his secluded private office, in front of the screen.

The scene in the photo was as gentle and peaceful as ever, but for him, it was like a heavy blow to the heart.

A moment later, he let out a cold breath and picked up the intercom on the table: "Summon Team Zero and initiate emergency tracking procedures."

The technicians quickly discovered that the email was sent from a three-layer encrypted gateway, bypassed by servers in three countries, and the signature information had already been erased. It was a very professional "Black Umbrella-level" processing method.

This is something that Ruolan alone could not accomplish.

Soon, he received a message: "The email content is highly sensitive and confidential. Furthermore, the metadata of the original photos in the attachments shows that the model and location information of the shooting device have been erased. It appears to be an AI-generated image restoration combined with original image cleaning. The photos are authentic, and the source is highly likely to be a leak from Xie Yumin's own device or a personal device she has..."

Gu Yinshen narrowed his eyes, tapping his fingertips on the table. He knew that there were many more hidden figures involved in this scheme.

But his biggest worry was Xie Yumin.

Will she give up everything because of this email?

No, that's the last thing he wants to see.

So he took out his phone and dialed a number.

Less than an hour later, Xie Yumin was specially moved from a security ward on the top floor of the hospital to another "consultation room".

It was a bright but extremely enclosed space, with invisible electronic shielding installed on the windows and guards at the door.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Gu Yinshen already sitting at the table, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

He looked exhausted, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the front slightly wrinkled, which made his originally handsome features appear even more sinister and weary from a sleepless night.

On the table was a printed screenshot of the anonymous email.

“Xie Yumin,” he said in a low voice, with a sharp edge that remained impassive, “the timing of this email is too perfect.”

His gaze met hers directly, without the slightest attempt to look away.

"Just when we were about to uncover the forces behind Ruolan, they sent us this. Can't you tell? This is a scheme to sow discord."

He paused, lowered his voice slightly, and his tone conveyed a strong yet irresistible determination:

"They want to take advantage of your concern for Mengmeng, to make you lose your composure, abandon the investigation, and even... sow discord between us."

He slowly straightened up, his cold, handsome features falling on her face, but his eyes revealed a deep emotional fluctuation: "Don't be fooled."

"I will take full responsibility for Mengmeng's safety."

After Gu Yinshen left, Xie Yumin sat at the small desk in her private ward on the top floor of the hospital, her gaze occasionally drifting to the sleeping Mengmeng behind her. A slight breeze rustled outside the window, but the ward was unusually quiet, as if time itself had been compressed into a tense atmosphere.

She had just finished processing a new analysis report, but she still couldn't calm down. The photos, emails, Ruolan's false testimony, Gu Yinshen's complicated attitude... everything was like a net that was gradually tightening, and she was the prey trapped in the center.

She had no choice but to continue the investigation.

Otherwise, you might get swallowed whole by a spider entangled in its web at any moment.

This was the last thing he wanted to see.

And a few days ago.

Under the guise of "reviewing historical project data," Xie Yumin once secretly visited a dusty old archive room at the Gu Group headquarters. When she pushed open the heavy door, a strong smell of old paper and wood chips wafted out.

At that time, she carefully flipped through the mountain of paper financial documents, looking for any clues related to Ruolan.

Just then, faint footsteps came from behind.

She turned back sharply.

Unexpectedly, the visitor was Uncle Chen. The most senior employee in Gu's finance department, he was nearing retirement.