"What about six years ago?"
Di Mingjue paused, remembering last night's events.
"You mean you found a lead on that woman from six years ago? Where is she?!"
Sensing Di Mingjue's urgency, Shen Lin hesitated. What if Jiang Ziyu wasn't the woman? How disappointed the President would be.
He should wait until he had concrete evidence before reporting to the President.
Shen Lin took a deep breath and said, "I apologize, Mr. President, but there's no news on that woman from six years ago yet. I will continue to follow up!"
Di Mingjue looked disappointed. "Mm."
"Go investigate Jiang Ziyu's background. My vision recovered briefly yesterday, and I noticed Jiang Ziyu looks strikingly similar to that woman."
Hearing this, Shen Lin became excited. "Mr. President! Actually, I also think she looks very similar!"
"Mm, I'll await your news."
Come to think of it, Jiang Ziyu's sudden appearance in the Di family was indeed strange.
She was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family but had mysteriously disappeared for six years. After returning to the capital six years later, she actively sought to marry him!
Why would she willingly marry a comatose man? What was her motive for coming to the Di family?
Meanwhile, Jiang Ziyu was unaware that Di Mingjue had become suspicious of her.
After sending Qianqian to kindergarten, she busied herself with establishing a branch of the ZY Group in the capital.
The ZY Group was her own company in Country F, with businesses spanning cosmetics, perfumes, apparel, and jewelry. Over the past six years, through her efforts, the ZY Group had grown from obscurity to hold a significant international position.
However, few people knew she was the behind-the-scenes owner of the ZY Group. She also had a mysterious identity in the fashion industry as the jewelry designer Vivi...
To provide her children with a prosperous life, she hadn't dared to rest for a moment in the past six years, striving to be a strong woman.
She was busy until the afternoon before she had a moment to spare. Seeing the strong wind howling outside, Jiang Ziyu remembered she hadn't dressed Qianqian warmly enough that morning.
Worried about Qianqian catching a cold, she quickly grabbed some clothes and headed to the kindergarten.
She couldn't find Qianqian in the classroom. Hearing the sounds of children playing from the back hill, Jiang Ziyu rushed over.
She saw her petite Qianqian, covered in mud, lying on the ground beside a pile of garbage on the back hill. Three tall boys stood in front of her.
One boy with permed hair was throwing leaves and trash at Qianqian, taunting her, "You mute, we all know you don't have a mom, yet you made a handicraft project pretending to have one. If it weren't for you, my handicraft project would have been first place."
"You stole my first place, so don't blame me for retaliating!"
Qianqian, who was being bullied, appeared strong and resilient. She picked up a stick and waved it at the boys.
Seeing Qianqian resist, the boys ganged up and pushed her down again. One child even took off his pants, preparing to urinate on Qianqian.
"Stop!"
Jiang Ziyu was furious and rushed forward, kicking the children to the ground.
"You bunch of scoundrels! You're lawless!"
Jiang Ziyu used considerable force, causing some children to bleed from their noses, scaring them into fleeing.
Only the boy with permed hair remained.
He wiped the blood from his nose and looked at Jiang Ziyu with disdainful hatred.
"Do you know who I am before daring to hit me! My grandfather is the director of the Education Bureau, and my father knows the mayor, you..."
Before he could finish, Jiang Ziyu stepped forward and beat him severely again.
Finally, she hung the boy upside down from a tree.
"I don't care who you are; anyone who bullies Qianqian will be punished."
Jiang Ziyu rounded up the boys who had fled and hung them from the tree, giving them a thorough scolding.
Seeing Qianqian lying on the ground, Jiang Ziyu felt immense heartache.
"Baby, Mommy is here, don't be scared."
Qianqian, who had been strong all along, immediately burst into tears upon hearing this. She threw herself into Jiang Ziyu's arms, her body trembling.
Her whimpers sounded extremely aggrieved.
Jiang Ziyu never imagined that besides Xiao Hai, other children at school would bully Qianqian.
She intended to rub Qianqian's head to comfort her, but as she touched it, Jiang Ziyu discovered that Qianqian's hair was uneven and ragged.
Her hair had been cut short!
Jiang Ziyu's anger surged again. She asked Qianqian, "Who did this to your hair? Tell Mommy."
Qianqian sniffled and pointed at the boy with permed hair.
It appeared that the boy with permed hair was the instigator of all this.
Jiang Ziyu picked up a stick from the ground and went to the base of the big tree, fiercely spanking the boy with permed hair's backside.
His screams and cries echoed throughout the entire school.
Soon, teachers rushed over, trying to stop Jiang Ziyu.
"This parent, you've caused big trouble. Song Qi's background is very influential, and he often causes trouble at school, yet we dare not intervene..."
"If you dare not intervene, I will! I'll wait in the principal's office to see just how influential his background is."