The unexpected fire at the nursing home caught everyone off guard. Fortunately, the fire brigade arrived in time, but the specific casualties are still pending police updates.

Lin Hui stood by the bedside, the urgent ring of her phone pulling her from the depths of exhaustion.

Seeing the caller ID, Lin Hui’s weariness vanished instantly, and her tired eyes regained clarity.

Lin Hui glanced at the woman receiving IV fluids on the hospital bed, picked up her phone, and walked to the balcony to answer.

"Director Lin, I just saw on the news that the nursing home caught fire. Is Sister Huiya okay?"

Such an anxious and concerned tone, anyone who didn’t know might assume he was her real son. Yet even Yao Huiya’s own son had never been so dutiful.

Lin Hui’s lips curled into a sneer, but the words that slipped out were hoarse and painful: "President Yao... sob sob."

A surge of grief, uncontrollable.

Anyone hearing this tone would surely feel Yao Huiya was in dire straits.

The boy’s heavy voice, tinged with regret, came through: "What a pity, Sister Huiya is still so young. How could she encounter such an incident? Sigh..."

Lin Hui narrowed her eyes and casually asked, "President Yao kept her stay at the nursing home a secret from the public; how did you find out?"

The relationship between President Yao and this distant brother was not so close, even President Yao’s real son didn’t know. How did he know?

No answer came, only silence.

Through the background noise, someone called him, and the boy quickly said: "I have something else to attend to, but if there are any arrangements needed for Sister Huiya’s aftermath, please make sure to contact me."

After saying this, he hurriedly hung up the phone.

Lin Hui looked at the disconnected phone, her expression instantly becoming dark and somber.

Aftermath?

How he must be wishing for President Yao’s death.

This fire, was it negligence or deliberate? She felt this probing call was proof enough. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

It seems Shen You’an’s conjectures were all correct.

Lin Hui lowered her eyelashes, and dialed the phone number of the company’s public relations manager.

"If anyone asks about President Yao’s condition, just say we don’t know. Revealing subtly that President Yao is in critical condition due to unexpected circumstances. I will take responsibility for anything that arises."

Lin Hui looked at the person on the bed. Though weak in appearance, the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest indicated a tenacious vitality.

From light to dark, just waiting to lure out the snake.

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"Yesterday morning, a fire broke out at a nursing home in the Jing suburb. Firefighting warriors promptly rushed to the scene to assist in the rescue. The fire has currently caused two serious injuries, eight minor injuries, and five missing persons. The cause of the fire is still under investigation. Stay tuned to our channel for updates..."

Madam Gu watched the news on TV, and sighed heavily.

"Truly sinful, how could such a fire start so suddenly? I hope the heavens bless everyone to be safe."

Chen Feng furrowed her eyebrows, a look of deep concern on her face.

Upon hearing the news of the fire, she immediately called Yao Huiya, but unfortunately, she didn’t get a good outcome.

Madam Gu’s health has just improved a bit; she can’t take any more shocks, so this news must be kept from her.

Gu Bichen came over carrying a fruit platter: "Let’s hope Sister Huiya’s fortune favors her."

Chen Feng frowned and looked at Gu Bichen.

Madam Gu paused for a moment, "What’s this got to do with Huiya?"

Though she was angry with Yao Huiya, she never wished harm upon her; after all, she’s the only remaining relative of her sister and a child she watched grow up.

Gu Bichen seemed to realize he misspoke, "It’s nothing, of course, Sister Huiya is fine. Grandma, eat some fruit. Oh, right, for your 80th birthday next month, Dad said he’ll hold a grand celebration, choosing Beiqi for the hotel, what do you think?"

Gu Bichen successfully steered the conversation away, but the doubt in Madam Gu’s heart lingered, yet she went along with Bichen’s conversation.

"What’s the need for that? I’m just an old lady, no need to make a big fuss. Us having a simple meal together is enough."

"That won’t do, for Madam Gu’s 80th birthday, it shouldn’t be understated. You just wait, you’ll have your celebration."

Madam Gu wanted to say more but saw Gu Bichen’s phone ring. She watched as the young man’s previously cheerful face suddenly clouded over, and he walked away hurriedly with the phone.

Madam Gu furrowed her brow: "That Yu family’s girl again."

Not sure how long she’ll continue to plague Bichen.

"Madam, don’t worry. From the information I’ve gathered, Yu Ruohuan has a terminal illness; she won’t be able to entangle the young master for much longer."

Madam Gu sighed heavily: "So young, what a pity... By the way, I heard Bichen mention Huiya just now, what’s going on? What does Huiya have to do with the fire at the nursing home?"

Madam Gu is such a wise person, she had already sensed something was amiss.

Meanwhile, on this side, Gu Bichen received another urgent call from Yu Ruohuan.

Reminding him there’s only two days left... no, a day and a half.

If by then Shen You’an’s corpse isn’t found, his stolen identity will be widely exposed, and the privileged life as a wealthy heir will come to an abrupt end.

Gu Bichen’s hand gripping the phone bulged with veins, his eyes darkened, a trace of hostility faintly visible.

"I’ve already planned it out, just give me a little more time. At the latest by the morning of the day after tomorrow, I’ll make sure you get what you want."

Yu Ruohuan thought of the international flight the morning after tomorrow, and snorted coldly: "Then it’s set until 8 AM the morning after tomorrow. Don’t think I’m joking with you, Gu Bichen, this is your last chance."

Gu Bichen heavily hung up the phone.

Looking up, he saw not far from the steps, Na Amo standing there quietly watching him.

Those eyes seemed to see through everything, causing Gu Bichen’s heart to constrict suddenly, an illusion of being completely seen through, cold sweat unknowingly dampening his back.

"Mom, you’re back so early today, is there something up?"

The glasses reflected sunlight, making it hard for him to see those eyes, an uneasy feeling filled his whole body.

Na Amo slowly walked up the steps, stopping in front of Gu Bichen: "Something happened to Yao Huiya, I was worried about your grandma, so I came back to check during a break."

Gu Bichen’s eyes widened in surprise: "What happened to Sister Huiya?"

Na Amo quietly looked at him for a few seconds, the emotionless gaze made Gu Bichen feel uncomfortable, and he couldn’t help but lower his eyes.

Na Amo’s voice was as light as smoke: "Everyone has their fate, fine... These days spend more time with your grandma, despite her anger towards Huiya, she raised her from a child and can’t help but be sad."

Gu Bichen obediently nodded: "I understand."

Na Amo sighed, raising her hand to tousle Gu Bichen’s hair: "Good child, it’s been hard on you lately."

Gu Bichen watched Na Amo walk into the living room, a hidden cold smile gracing his lips.

As long as Yao Huiya and Yu Ruohuan are dead, the secret of his identity will remain forever unknown.

He opened his phone’s dark web system, the private detective still hadn’t replied.

Who this person is, he’ll soon find out.

As long as this person is quietly eliminated, he can rest easy, continuing to be the esteemed young master of the Gu family, with a noble identity and a promising future.