Jian Fan raised his head, his expression complex, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Indeed, one's hands are short when taking from others, and one's mouth is short when eating their food.
So, they had set a trap for him from the very beginning.
He had always been shrewd since following Mr. Song, yet today he was outsmarted by these three little rascals.
"Alright. But it must be a secret, pinky promise." Jian Fan shook his head helplessly and extended his little finger to them.
In the most renowned cemetery in Country B's City F, Qin Si Ye stood before Yin Xi's tombstone, his complex emotions swirling.
There was guilt, longing, and even a pang of heartache.
If he hadn't broken their contract early, perhaps she would have told him that the next day was the fifth anniversary of her father's passing, and he would have accompanied her.
Then Yin Xi wouldn't have been in a car accident, leaving her with lingering illness, leading to a premature birth and her early death due to weakness.
He had searched for her for so many years, only to be reunited in such a way.
Gazing at her beautiful, smiling face, Qin Si Ye found it hard to look away, his vision gradually blurring.
He gently closed his eyes...
At that moment, his phone suddenly rang from his pocket, interrupting his thoughts.
He slowly opened his eyes, took out his phone, and answered.
"Hello? President, Mr. Fu just called me, saying someone has been inquiring about the Yin family villa these past two days." Zhao Ze reported on the phone.
"Oh? Who?" Qin Si Ye's heart skipped a beat as he asked in a low voice.
"I heard it's a young man who just returned from abroad," Zhao Ze replied.
A young man? Who could it be? What was his relationship with Yin Xi?
Qin Si Ye frowned. "I'm returning this afternoon. Arrange a meeting with that person for tomorrow night."
After hanging up, Qin Si Ye stared at the tombstone for a long time before turning to leave.
The next day, Shen Xi dropped the children off at kindergarten early and then drove to Huixian Middle School, where Yin Zhe had studied.
With Xie Yifei's help, she finally found Teacher Xu, Yin Zhe's former homeroom teacher, and arranged to meet her at the school that morning.
Upon arriving at the school, Shen Xi quickly contacted Teacher Xu.
Teacher Xu led her to a private office and handed her Yin Zhe's textbooks and personal belongings from his school days.
"Miss Shen, these are Yin Zhe's belongings from his time here. After Yin Zhe disappeared, I kept these items, waiting for the Yin family to collect them," Teacher Xu said with a sorrowful expression.
She had seen the news online about the Yin family's major incident back then.
She had always kept it from Yin Zhe, not daring to mention it. She never expected that the child would also meet with misfortune later.
"Thank you, Teacher Xu!" Shen Xi glanced at the items and asked in a deep voice, "Could you please recall if there was anything unusual on the day Yin Zhe disappeared?"
She was meeting Teacher Xu today as Yin Zhe's cousin, so Teacher Xu was forthcoming with information.
"There was nothing unusual, he was as he always was. We reviewed the surveillance footage at the school gate and found that he waited for a long time at the entrance, but no one came to pick him up.
Then he left alone. From then on, he never returned to school."
Teacher Xu frowned slightly and continued,
"Later, I contacted his sister, but her phone was always unreachable. I also went to his home to look for him, only to discover that his house had already been sealed off."
Shen Xi lowered her head sadly. She had been in a coma due to a car accident at the time, and her phone had been shattered. How could she have possibly received her call?
After a moment, she looked up at Teacher Xu. "Did you report it to the police then?"
"Yes, we did. The police also couldn't find any trace of him," Teacher Xu replied, her eyes welling up with tears.
Yin Zhe was an excellent and well-behaved child. His sudden disappearance had made her sad for a long time before she recovered.
Leaving the school, Shen Xi sat in her car, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
A Zhe, where are you?
You absolutely cannot be in trouble, or how will I face our parents in the afterlife?