Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 579 Keeping a Canary in Captivity (58)

Yan Zhen said, "Then go back and get back to work."

As soon as she agreed, Xiao Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll try to come back more often when I have time."

"Ah."

Yan Zhen slept soundly in the villa, but Gao Shenghan at the Yan family home was restless.

He kept replaying Yan Zhen's words in his mind, feeling that she might know something.

But given her recent volatile temper, if she knew what she was going to do and what she had done, shouldn't she be rushing home now, dragging him in front of Mr. and Mrs. Yan, exposing everything, and then kicking him out?

Unable to glean any information from Yan Zhen, Gao Shenghan's suspicions only deepened. He had no choice but to change his approach and focus on Yu Yanfei.

But he called Yu Yanfei several times, and Yu didn't answer.

Gao Shenghan didn't sleep all night.

Yu Yanfei called him back the next morning.

His voice was hoarse from a hangover on the phone: "Old Gao, what's wrong?"

After spending a sleepless night pondering his suspicions, Gao Shenghan's doubts fermented into deeper resentment. He calmly said, "Nothing serious. I couldn't sleep last night and wanted to ask you out for drinks, but you didn't answer the phone... Where did you go last night?"

Speaking of this, Yu Yanfei chuckled, clearly in a great mood: "It was at the club again. A girl who's still in college wanted to join a modeling agency and came to me for help. We had a deep 'talk' all night last night. Although her face isn't that great, her body is fucking amazing."

Gao Shenghan frowned, then chuckled and exchanged a few words with him before asking, "Let's go to the club tonight, I'll treat you to drinks."

"tonight?"

"Aren't you free again?"

Yu Yanfei hesitated for a moment: "I have something to do this afternoon... How about this, I'll get back to you later. Let's get together when we're free, otherwise we can do it another day."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Shenghan rubbed his temples with his fingers, exhaled, and then went downstairs to take Gao Xinyu to school.

When he returned from school, the sweet aroma of stewed chicken with five-finger peach wafted from the direction of the kitchen.

Recently, we've been making chicken soup with five-finger peach at home quite often. Yan Zhen and her father both love it. Every time it's ready, Yan's mother has someone deliver it to their company.

Watching Yan's mother trimming and arranging fresh-cut flowers in a vase, Gao Shenghan had an idea.

He stepped forward to help Yan's mother unpack the flowers: "Mom, is the soup ready? I'll take it to Dad and Azhen."

Yan's mother glanced at him and said, "Just have the driver take it over."

After the incident on Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan's mother's attitude towards Gao Shenghan remained indifferent, as if she had already treated him, who was going through divorce proceedings, as an outsider.

Gao Shenghan reasonably suspected that if it weren't for Gao Xinyu's relationship with Yan Zhen, and his concern that he might harm Gao Xinyu, the Yan family would have kicked him out long ago.

“I haven’t been able to see A-Zhen lately, so I’d like to go to the company to talk to her.” Gao Shenghan sighed, his tone quite helpless. “We’re about to get divorced, and I want to talk to her again about Xiao Yu’s custody.”

Upon hearing that the matter involved her grandson, Yan's mother immediately perked up her ears: "Didn't we agree that Xiaoyu would go with you and that I would pay you 300,000 yuan in child support every month? You think that's too little?"

“No, I have no problem with child support,” Gao Shenghan quickly said. “Xiaoyu has been very depressed lately, and he might not want to come with me, so…”

When Yan's mother realized that Gao Shenghan intended to leave the child with the Yan family to be raised, she was immediately overjoyed and had the nanny pack two servings of soup for Gao Shenghan to deliver to his company.

Upon arriving at the Yan Group, the receptionist recognized Gao Shenghan and knew he was the company's son-in-law, so she let him in without stopping him or announcing his arrival.

Gao Shenghan took the elevator straight to the top floor, first handing the soup for Yan's father to his secretary, and then went to Yan Zhen's office, which was two floors away.

When he arrived at the office, he pushed open the door, but no one was inside.

An employee passed by and saw Gao Shenghan standing at the door of Yan Zhen's office, carrying a thermos. He said to Gao, "Mr. Gao, are you looking for Ms. Yan? She's in a meeting in the conference room."

Gao Shenghan smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for her here."

After the staff left, Gao Shenghan went into Yan Zhen's office and wandered around.

Yan Zhen's position in the company is director. Gao Shenghan initially thought she was just holding a nominal position at Yan's to pass the time, but her desk was filled with neatly arranged documents. He casually opened two documents and glanced at them, and was surprised to find that she had carefully read and annotated every single one of them.

For over ten years of marriage, Gao Shenghan's wife has always been seen as a refined, artistic, and pretentious rich girl, kind-hearted but utterly useless.

Now it seems that she is not as incompetent as she thought.

As Gao Shenghan was reviewing the documents, the desktop computer on his desk suddenly beeped twice with a message notification.

He glanced to the side and saw the WeChat icon flashing in the lower right corner of the desktop computer—Yan Zhen had logged into WeChat on the computer.

Gao Shenghan subconsciously looked up at the office door; Yan Zhen wouldn't be back for a while.

He immediately moved his mouse and clicked the WeChat icon.

The message came from a subordinate, and the report was about work content, so Gao Shenghan ignored it.

He scrolled down with his mouse and quickly saw the dialog box with an "X".

Xiao Yun had sent a message to Yan Zhen an hour ago. Knowing that clicking on it would only make him feel disgusted, Gao Shenghan resisted his curiosity and did not click on it. His gaze fell on the chat box below the "X"—Yu Yanfei.

The chat history shows that Yu Yanfei and Yan Zhen exchanged messages last night.

Gao Shenghan's heart pounded. He opened the chat history and saw only a few short conversations.

Yu Yanfei: "Transfer received, thank you, Mr. Yan."

Yan Zhen: "You're welcome."

Yu Yanfei: "President Yan, we came out for drinks when we had some free time. I booked a private room at XX Club, and the drinks there are quite good."

Yan Zhen: "OK, let's meet up when I'm free."

Yu Yanfei said a few more flattering words, his words revealing his lust for Yan Zhen.

But Yan Zhen did not reply.

After turning off the WeChat icon, Gao Shenghan's heart started beating even faster.

Did Yan Zhen transfer money to Yu Yanfei?

First it was medical expenses, what is it this time?

How much did Yan Zhen transfer to him?

Gao Shenghan's mind was in turmoil, filled with the thought that his secret had been exposed and that Yu Yanfei, that bastard, had betrayed him!

When I mentioned to Yu Yanfei that Yan Zhen had taken a minor celebrity as a mistress and gifted her a villa and a car, Yu Yanfei looked regretful, thinking, "Why wasn't I the one who slept with her back then?"

It now seems that Yu Yanfei may have revealed his plans and secrets to Yan Zhen in order to get close to him.

Upon thinking of this, Gao Shenghan's breathing became rapid.

He disregarded everything else and quickly turned to leave.

As I got up, I accidentally knocked over the thermos on the table. The thermos fell to the ground with a "bang," and the chicken soup spilled all over the floor.

Gao Shenghan had no time to tidy up. He walked out of the office and hurriedly entered the elevator to leave.