Deliberately Approaching-Chapter 583 - 545: As Long As It’s Not Him

The people on their honeymoon naturally weren’t keen on browsing phone screens and news. When Tang Xiaowan opened her eyes, it was already ten o’clock in the morning the next day.

She had been kept awake by Leng Lingxiao till late into the night and still hadn’t fully recovered.

"Wow, what a wonderful aroma!"

The refreshing scent of the silver fungus and bird’s nest soup wafted over.

If not for the growling of her stomach because she was too hungry, she guessed she could have slept till the afternoon.

"Miss, would you like some food?"

Tang Xiaowan smiled sweetly, bearing the soreness in her body as she slowly sat up.

"Where’s Huahua?"

"With Old Zhao in the study."

Actually, Leng Lingxiao had left the bedroom just 30 minutes ago, and before leaving, he deliberately picked up the clothes and skirts off the floor and placed them on the couch.

All were evidence of last night’s activities, couldn’t just leave them there, to save Tang Xiaowan from embarrassment.

"Has the Lingxiao flower said what time they’ll arrive?"

"They’ve already been planted."

"That quick! Have they all been planted? I thought the earliest it would be was around four or five in the afternoon."

"They arrived at dawn, at that time..."

Wang Meijuan vividly described the process of planting the Lingxiao flowers, making Tang Xiaowan’s silver fungus and bird’s nest soup taste even sweeter, especially when she saw flowers swaying in the wind on the balcony.

She knew they were definitely Leng Lingxiao’s idea, just like the ones in Qingcheng Mei Garden.

Every time she saw the Lingxiao flowers, she thought of him.

Before proposing, he had never overstepped boundaries nor declared his vows in person, yet he did many things that moved Tang Xiaowan to tears.

Back then, she was too naive, always feeling she was young and that he treated her like a little sister.

It wasn’t until Tang Xiaowan finished her soup and was about to take some pictures of the Lingxiao flowers that she saw the news about the avalanche at Y Mountain on her phone.

"A family of three died?"

She was too shocked, reading the notice twice.

"My God, how could this be?"

"Hmph, no need to think about it, it must be Li Zishen who orchestrated it to eliminate Li Wanshan. The avalanche was just to cover up the crime, so cunning!"

"Cover up? Hmm, that could indeed..."

Tang Xiaowan hesitated, suddenly worried.

She feared it might have been done by Leng Lingxiao.

"To cut weeds and dig roots, really harsh, definitely afraid that Li Zizhen would come for revenge, killing two birds with one stone!"

"Does Huahua already know about this?"

"Not sure, but I can guarantee that absolutely, a hundred percent, a thousand percent, it has nothing to do with Mr. Leng."

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"I... me?"

That single question stumped Wang Meijuan.

Seeing Tang Xiaowan’s watery big eyes fixed on her, Wang Meijuan felt somewhat guilty.

"Speak quickly, what is it?"

As she spoke, Wang Meijuan couldn’t help but furrow her brows.

Probably nothing serious anyway?

If there really were something, something truly unspeakable, Old Zhao wouldn’t be discussing it with Cheng Shi either.

"Well... it’s not really a big deal, just that on the night we first arrived on the island, I heard Old Zhao mention that Li Wanshan had disappeared, and he suspected Li Zishen was behind it. He even sent people to investigate."

"That day... after getting off the plane, I wondered why we hadn’t seen anyone; turns out they had sneaked out."

"They didn’t come back until almost ten that night, I actually suspected Lai Jingshan at first, but then I realized it was probably Li Zishen."

"As long as it’s not Huahua... that’s fine, he has already done so much for me, I don’t want..."

"Don’t worry, it definitely wasn’t Mr. Leng."

Tang Xiaowan nodded, then picked up her phone and walked toward the balcony, snapping various photos of the Lingxiao flowers.

...

Meanwhile, at the Yishen Group.

Due to the time difference, it was already six in the evening in Jin City, right at rush hour.

Lai Jingshan had spent the entire day at the company.

When he woke up in the morning, he found that he had missed a dozen calls. When he learned that Li Wanshan had been caught in an avalanche and that Li Zishen had already departed for Country Y, he simply slumped onto the couch, his emotions complex.

Was he happy?

Of course, he was happy; his great grudge had been avenged.

But more than that, he was filled with sorrow, as that was his own dear brother, his own second brother.

The moment Lai Jingshan stepped out of the corporate building, reporters who had been waiting outside immediately surrounded him. Despite the presence of several bodyguards trying to hold them back, the reporters relentlessly followed him.

They seemed even more frantic than during the day, as if determined to extract the answer they wanted.

"Mr. Lai, the search and rescue operation has exceeded 12 hours, do you think Mr. Li Wanshan and his family can safely escape and survive? What are the chances?"

"Mr. Lai, will you be going to Country Y?"

"Chairman Li Zishen, where is he now, has he already rushed to the site of the accident?"

"Mr. Lai, could you please answer?"

...

Faced with the reporters’ barrage of questions, Lai Jingshan simply adjusted his sunglasses and got into the car.

He didn’t want to say anything, and couldn’t say anything.

When he got home, Third Aunt Lai didn’t ask a single question; she simply poured a hot cup of tea for Lai Jingshan and then sat beside him, quietly keeping him company.

She knew her husband was suffering inside.

From the moment he left for the office in the morning until now, Lai Jingshan’s phone had been nearly exploding, one call after another, either family members from Second Aunt Lai’s side calling in tears, or business partners who had dealings with Li Wanshan, inquiring about the rescue operations.

It seemed concerned, but in reality, it was bound by interests; everyone was afraid their investments had gone to waste.

"Is Ming Yue okay at school?"

"She was eating lunch when I called at noon. She sounded fine; she probably doesn’t know yet."

"Let’s pick her up first then."

"Okay, I’ll ask the school for a leave tomorrow."

The internet is too developed; the huge incident with the Lai family worried him; it could affect his family.

He feared someone might seize the chance to make a big story out of it.

"Darling, I’m sorry, letting you suffer with me today. Marrying me all these years, you’ve always been the one managing the home, you’ve worked hard!"

"We’re husband and wife; it’s only right."

She felt physical tiredness was nothing; a rest would take care of it; but emotional fatigue was the real burden.

Previously, Third Aunt Lai’s days were worrisome, either being sarcastically criticized by Second Aunt Lai or worrying that Yuan Min would snatch away her husband at any moment.

Now things had improved; the wicked got their retribution.

Yuan Min was tragically assassinated, and Second Aunt Lai, who often patronized her, was buried in the deep snow.

"Darling, actually, these past few days, I’ve been thinking, thinking about how to deal with my second brother, how to take revenge, but when he actually... He treated me very well when I was young, then everything changed after my eldest brother died, Zizhen, that child has always been sensible. Last time he came home, he even said, he said..."

Before he could finish, Lai Jingshan’s emotions, mixed with grief and anger, became overwhelming.

Tears filled his reddened eyes.

Third Aunt Lai also felt her nose go sour as she listened; she disliked Second Aunt Lai, but at the same time, she felt pity for the young Li Zizhen, who had suffered such misfortune.

Regardless of the adults, the child was good; he always brought them gifts whenever he came back.

"Jingshan, let me give you a massage?" Third Aunt Lai quickly gathered her thoughts and gently asked, "You’ve been tired all day; you must have a headache."

"Thank you; you’ve worked hard."

Just then, Lai Jingshan’s phone suddenly rang, and he stood up from the couch immediately.