A private tea house in the imperial capital.

The fragrance of tea lingers, and the man on the main seat fiddles with the tea cup in an orderly manner.

Despite the mildness on his face, the majesty of the superior remained undiminished.

"Yiyi, taste."

Lin Yu, who was sitting on the lower side, took it respectfully and thanked him.

Sensing her restraint, Ye Sheng shook his head as if he was not satisfied, "You are also a child I watched grow up, why are you so alienated from your uncle?"

The words are familiar, but the sparseness between his eyebrows and eyes is not inferior to Ye Huaizhi at all.

Whenever Ye Huaizhi showed this expression, it was precisely when he wanted to distance himself from him.

The bubbling heat on the teacup made Lin Yu's forehead sweat, she gently put down the teacup and asked, "Is there something Uncle Ye is looking for me?"

Ye Sheng's face was easy-going, but his words were the opposite, "I hope you can leave Huaizhi."

Lin Yu's heart tightened, and he didn't know how to react.

"Although you have had a deep friendship since childhood." Ye Sheng sighed regretfully, "But I'm just such a son, I hope you understand."

But there is a majesty and oppression that cannot be refused, and it is an unquestionable order.

Just a glance at him made Lin Yu's heart tense.

It was as tight as someone pinched the heart.

After a moment's pause, she regained her voice, "I see."

"I'm relieved to have your promise." Ye Sheng smiled with relief, "If there is anything that Uncle Ye can do in the future, just bring it up, you're welcome."

"Thank you, Uncle Ye." Naturally, she couldn't take the latter words.

Before Ye Sheng asked his subordinates to take her out, he once again explained helplessly: "Yiyi, I hope you can forgive a father."

There was an astringent pain in Lin Yu's fingertips, and his nails were broken into two.

Closing her eyes, she tried her best to suppress her trembling voice, "I understand, Uncle Ye."

Since Ye Sheng personally came forward to lobby, it is enough to show that the dangers of the things she wants to investigate can be seen.

Even Ye Sheng, who is now in high danger, cannot guarantee that his son Ye Huaizhi will be able to retreat with his whole body.

In order to protect Ye Huaizhi, she must stay away.

Suppressing the astringency in his eyes, Lin Yu's eyes were clear.

Because of Ye Sheng's call, Lin Yu missed the time to meet Chen Zhen.

When contacted again, Chen Zhen's subordinate Xiao Wang obviously said in a displeased tone: "Miss Lin, our leader has other arrangements for the evening."

She knew what the big leader had to do in the afternoon.

"I'm sorry, can I look for it now? Just give me five minutes."

Probably for the sake of Shaojing's face, Chen Zhen was relieved and reported a string of addresses.

The location is in a private restaurant with a high level of privacy.

There was no accident, Lin Yu was stopped at the door of the restaurant.

She waited at the door all night until Chen Zhen was helped out drunk.

"Minister Chen?" Lin Yu stepped forward to greet him.

"Is that you?" Chen Zhen's eyes glanced over, and he frowned again, "Go back!"

The tone is not angry and arrogant.

Lin Yu was scolded so much that he couldn't figure it out, and he caught a glimpse of several other leaders who came out of it.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zhen greeted them.

His subordinate Xiao Wang's eyes rolled around her, and he teased, "I'm sorry, Miss Lin, you can go back first."

Lin Yu, who understood what was coming, silently turned around and left the restaurant.

A little later, Xiao Wang contacted Lin Yu again and gave her an address.

Lin Yu's face was calm, but he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

She was taken to Chen Zhen's private house.

Chen Zhen on the main seat slowly scratched the tea lid, smelled the tea but didn't drink it, his eyes were clear and unfathomable, how could he still look drunk in the restaurant.

"Here we are."

"Minister Chen." Lin Yu was a little restrained.

"Xiao Wang is young and ignorant, I'm sorry." Chen Zhen's face was not obvious, and he beckoned, "Sit."

After Lin Yu sat down, he asked again, "What's the matter with the rush to find me this time?"

Hearing this, Lin Yu respectfully handed over the document bag, "There is evidence that Xue Zhengnan is embarrassed by his neighbors."

One sentence made Chen Zhen's leisurely movements pause.

After taking it and looking at it for a few minutes, the angry leader threw the documents on the table and was very angry, "What a boldness."

Under the strong pressure, she didn't dare to make a sound.

His temper was not suppressed for a while, and Chen Zhen felt out of shape, "I will deal with this matter."

With his words, Lin Yu thought that the progress of Xue Zhengnan's investigation might be accelerated.

The next day, Song Zhaoyang handed her an old photo.

In the yellowed old photo, there is a family of three, the kind smiles of the young couple are fixed in the camera, and the child in the woman's hand is about a year old.

Song Zhaoyang said, "This kid is the real Young Master Song."

"Then how did Young Master Song get to the orphanage?"

"Mrs. Song suffered an accident on the eve of the delivery of her second child, which led to an early premature birth, and the last two lives were born." Speaking of this, Song Zhaoyang paused slightly, and then said slowly: "The father seems to have guessed something, bribed the doctors and nurses who delivered the baby, and concealed the news that the child did not survive."

"At the same time, I replaced Young Master Song, and it just so happened that Zhaoyi and I in infancy were the same age as the two young masters of the Song family, so my father replaced us."

"But no one expected that there would be a fire in the orphanage, and Young Master Song's whereabouts were directly unknown."

"That's when I learned about myself and Zhaoyi."

Lin Yu lowered his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you hate your father?"

"Although we were bait for my father to lure the enemy, my father was really good to us."

"Besides, if my father hadn't swapped us, I'm afraid Zhaoyi and I would only have to live in an orphanage, what else would there be to complain about?"

"Have you ever looked for your father's own son?"

"I found it." Song Zhaoyang was full of loss, "But my ability is limited."

The corners of Lin Yu's lips pursed, "What arrangements do you have next?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say." When it came to business, Song Zhaoyang's aura suddenly changed, "Let's go back to Haicheng first, I'm afraid the sky will change there."

Zhao City.

Xue Zhengnan is indeed very popular, but he has only been arrested for a week, and from the imperial capital, Haicheng, and down to the local area, there have been several groups of people who are working for him.

Even the official person in charge of Xue Zhengnan's case was almost unable to withstand the pressure.

The Xue family has been mixed in officialdom for generations since Xue Zhengnan's grandfather, and interpersonal relationships are intertwined.

If Xue Zhengnan is formally filed for arraignment, it is estimated that a large number of people will be involved.

Therefore, some people can't sit still, hoping to save Xue Zhengnan before then.

Those who secretly mediated for Xue Zhengnan, Ye Huaizhi wrote them down one by one.

With the help of carrier pigeons, he reported two or three of the leaders who interceded for Xue Zhengnan.

With the lessons of the past, the rest of the people also stopped for a while.