The Tycoon's Little Darling: Uncle, you're going to spoil me rotten!

Chapter 584 Half a Face

Gu Nuannuan said firmly, "No."

At first, the first person that came to her mind was Ye Xin. When she first cautiously observed her surroundings, she deliberately searched for Ye Xin's shadow. She found nothing, though she remembered Ye Xin's general figure.

“Even though Ye Xin’s physical appearance has changed, his voice and demeanor remain the same. That person is not him!” If it were him, Gu Nuannuan wouldn’t have asked so many questions in the first place; she would have attacked directly.

Jiang Chenyu believed it. If it were Ye Xin, he probably wouldn't have had such strong willpower to refrain from attacking them.

“Honey, I have to go to school soon.” Gu Nuannuan expressed her worries, “If the other side’s target is me, I’m not afraid. But if it’s our son, I’m afraid I won’t be there to protect him.”

The little guy in her arms was sleeping soundly. Looking at his well-behaved sleeping face, Gu Nuannuan was worried. What if her precious son encountered danger?

Jiang Chenyu stayed quiet in the car for a while, then turned the car's heater to the maximum and drove his wife and children straight home.

After sending his wife back, Jiang Chenyu left immediately.

Jiang Lao stood at the door, leaning on his cane, watching his busy second son. "Even the president isn't as busy as him."

Gu Nuannuan asked pointedly, "You've run out of Happy Beans and now you have time to complain about my husband?"

Old Jiang sullenly said, "Warm girl, you've been living with Chen Yu for so long that you've caught his bad temper and become unlikable."

"Oh, so you've lost after all." If he hadn't lost, Old Jiang would be jumping for joy right now, holding his phone to prove he hadn't lost. His tone is so tactful and lacks any real force; he's definitely lost completely.

Old Jiang: "...Please top up Dad's account."

Warm Baby: "No!" After saying that, she carried the newly awakened doll upstairs.

That evening, a group of people suddenly appeared at the Jiang family's house, which even Wei Aihua, who was not very wary, noticed.

She was also surprised, "Nuan Nuan, there are more than a dozen unfamiliar faces in the house, even the security guards have been replaced. What's going on? When I asked them, they said they were ordered by Chen Yu."

Gu Nuannuan went out for a while and saw that there were obviously more people outside. She then thought of the matter of secretly taking pictures that she had talked to her husband about that afternoon.

"It's alright, sister-in-law, it won't affect our lives."

Old Jiang knew his second son's personality; he disliked being ostentatious, was low-key, and valued his privacy. He hated being followed by a group of people when he went out, and he also disliked being watched by a group of people at home.

Something's strange about today, so I called Jiang Chenyu. "Chenyu, what happened?"

Jiang Chenyu lowered his voice, and his displeasure was evident in his tone. "These people are there to protect Xiaonuan and the child. If they're bothering you at home, I'll take Xiaonuan and the child back to the Ye Nan Villa tonight."

"Nonsense, what's wrong with the two kids?" Old Jiang asked directly.

Jiang Chenyu: "I was secretly photographed."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chenyu stood in a warehouse room that seemed completely out of place for his status.

There were a few cigarette butts on the ground, and some miscellaneous items piled up nearby.

Jiang Chenyu's suit seemed to carry the dust of the place as he appeared here. He turned around, his shiny leather shoes stepping over the still-smoldering cigarette butts. Holding his phone, his hands behind his back, he looked like a king of judgment, walking step by step toward the person tied to the chair.

There were several cameras on one side. Jiang Chenyu walked over, and there was a clean, empty stool opposite the man for Jiang Chenyu to sit on.

Two guards stood at the door, and three guards stood on each side of the room.

Jiang Chenyu looked at the man opposite him, whose nose was swollen, face was red, and eyes were black. His face was so unrecognizable that he could hardly make out his features. Upon closer inspection, his build was exactly the same as the man Gu Nuannuan had been chasing during the day. Jiang Chenyu had already checked his identification information, which was lying to the side.

Jiang Chenyu's gaze was like a cold blade, fixed on the other party with a chilling intent. "Who ordered this?"

The man had blood at the corner of his mouth. When Jiang Chenyu asked him a question, he mechanically shook his head.

Jiang Chenyu had already checked the camera on the side. It contained not only photos of his wife and son from today, but also his sister and brother-in-law's wedding photos, as well as Ning'er's photos. Moreover, he didn't know when, but photos of the three of them in the parking lot had been secretly taken.

Jiang Chenyu couldn't believe that anyone would be so bold as to act in this way.

Jiang Chenyu crossed his legs and casually leaned back in his chair, seemingly emanating a cloud of black energy. He rubbed his fingers together lightly as he looked at the stubborn person opposite him.

He dared not meet Jiang Chenyu's gaze. His swollen eyes made his nerves ache, and his eyes were barely open. But whenever he looked into Jiang Chenyu's eyes, his heart would race.

Jiang Chenyu continued to rub his hands together. The room was eerily quiet, and his subordinates remained silent.

After a moment, Jiang Chenyu's cold voice rang out, his tone drawn out, "A photographer shouldn't be able to do without his eyes, right?"

The men on the side understood and walked towards the man.

The bound man's pupils contracted in terror as he looked at the sinister decision-maker opposite him. He nervously watched the six people rushing towards him and asked, "What are you going to do?" His voice was filled with lingering fear.

Jiang Chenyu stood up, then turned his back and went to where he had been standing. The night was as dark as if it had been stained with ink. The night enveloped him in its dark and gloomy atmosphere.

He picked up the cigarette pack he had just left on the windowsill, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Then he picked up a match, lit the cigarette, and his phone rang. It was a message from his wife.

"Honey, when are you coming back? Your son misses his dad."

Jiang Chenyu held a cigarette between his fingers, exhaling a puff of smoke. He looked at his phone, and the image of his wife's coquettish tone and gestures automatically flashed through his mind. He calmly listened to the screams behind him, replying to his wife with a smile.

"Sweetie, I'm busy outside. Come home later and let him sleep."

“He’s slept all afternoon, how could he still be sleepy?” Then Gu Nuannuan sent her a video of the little guy, and sure enough, he was lying in his rocking crib entertaining himself.

Seeing that his son seemed to really like the toy he bought, Jiang Chenyu replied, "Then let him play by himself. You go to bed early, and I'll put him to sleep when I get home."

The screams of pain behind me continued, and the familiar smell of blood filled the air.

Bloodshed can easily trigger violent factors in the body.

Jiang Chenyu took another drag of his cigarette to dispel the unpleasant smell.

"It's the Walker family." Before he could finish his cigarette, Jiang Chenyu finally heard the answer he wanted to hear.

He replied to his wife on his phone, "My little darling, I'm off to do something."

Gu Nuannuan sent her husband a cute emoji: "Don't you love me anymore? Just using being busy as an excuse again."

Jiang Chenyu had no choice but to finish his cigarette. He stubbed it out with his toe, then turned around with a doting smile on his face and replied as he walked away.

"Sir?" Even his subordinates were shocked by this strange leader.

After calming the other person down, Jiang Chenyu took his phone and sat down opposite the man again.

Looking at his face, half covered in blood, she said, "Your true identity."

"A passerby on the black market, whose main job is photography."