While the car was parked waiting for the traffic light, Song Yanxi dialed Chen Huai's number.

"Mr. Song?"

The car window glass vaguely reflected Song Yanxi's somewhat gloomy face: "I just sent a photo to your mobile phone. The child in the photo is called Rong Rui. He is Chu Yanyi's son. He goes to Sheng'en Kindergarten. Let him go immediately. Find out who his mother is."

Hearing that Chu Yanyi had a son, Chen Huai was stunned for a few seconds. After quickly digesting the information, he couldn't help but said: "Mr. Song, the information previously investigated did not say that Mr. Chu has a son. Are you..."

Before he could say the words "wrong", Song Yanxi coldly interrupted him: "I saw the child with my own eyes and heard with my own ears that the child called Chu Yanyi daddy. How could I have made a mistake!"

"Check!" There was a storm brewing in his eyes: "I must find out who the child's mother is, how Chu Yanyi and her met, and whether the two are still in contact."

"……Yes."

Back home, the two little guys insisted that Song Yanxi take a bath with them today.

After bathing the little guy with the help of the nanny, almost half of his clothes were wet.

When he went into the room, changed his clothes and went downstairs, dinner was just about to begin.

The two little guys were very good at eating today. They even ate a lot of vegetables and carrots that they usually don't like to eat.

Song's mother asked Song Yanxi: "What did you tell Dabao and Erbao? Why were they so good at dinner today?"

"I didn't say anything. I just agreed to let them watch an episode of cartoons tonight."

"No wonder." Mother Song suddenly nodded and put some more carrots into the little boy's bowl.

Song Yanxi glanced at Song Yanbei, who had never reached his chopsticks into the vegetable bowl, and without saying a word, he picked up the carrots with the chopsticks and put them into his bowl.

Song Yanbei, who was eating his rice in silence, immediately widened his eyes and shouted dissatisfied: "Brother, what are you doing! You know that I don't eat carrots, but you still put carrots in my bowl!"

"No picky eaters allowed."

Song Yanxi's words did not allow for discussion, and his tone did not allow for discussion.

Song Yanbei pursed his lips and reluctantly picked up carrots and stuffed them into his mouth.

Seeing him finishing the carrots in the bowl with a grimace, Song Yanbei said casually: "Why didn't you invite your deskmate to come and play at home?"

Song Yanbei smacked his lips: "I invited him, but his brother didn't agree."

"Why doesn't his brother agree?"

"I didn't say anything. Anyway, Chu Qian would not come to our house to play without his brother's consent."

Song Yan asked calmly: "Besides his brother, who else is there in his family?"

Song Yanbei thought for a moment: "It seems that there are parents, as well as an eldest brother and sister."

"Did he say what his parents did?"

"He said he is a businessman and has opened several shops at home."

business man? How many stores have you opened?

Could it be that Chu Qian was not the child born to Albert and his second wife?

The Creamer family owns six of the world's top luxury brands, and the family's wealth ranks among the top ten in the world. If Chu Qian is the young master of the Creamer family, he should know what his family does.

Song's mother gave Song Yanxi a strange look: "Yanxi, why do you care so much about Yanbei's deskmate? I remember this is the second time you mentioned him at the dinner table."

Song Yanxi paused for a moment, then his expression returned to normal: "He is Yanbei's deskmate and his good friend. It is always helpful to know more about the situation."

Song Yanbei was puzzled: "Brother, I have changed so many deskmates before, but you have never asked me who my deskmates are, and you have never cared about who my deskmates are in their families, let alone ask me I invited my deskmate to come to my house to play. Why did you suddenly pay attention to my deskmate at the beginning of this semester?"

Song's mother didn't think much about it at first, but now after hearing Song Yanbei's words, she looked at Song Yanxi with inquiring eyes: "Yes, Yanxi, why are you suddenly paying attention to Yanbei's deskmate?"

Song Yanbei blinked: "Brother, if you pay so much attention to Qi An, you probably like him, right? Qi An is indeed good-looking, and he is the type that gays like you like. But he is a straight man and only likes girls, brother There is no hope for you."

"Qi An is not yet fifteen years old. You are an old man who is almost twenty-eight years old. You are more than one round older than him. This is an old cow eating young grass. You can't do this. I don't want to call someone older than him. My little sister-in-law..."

Song Yanxi looked over with cold eyes: "You are not good at studying, but you are good at thinking about these messy things!"

Song Yanbei quickly shut up and buried his head in eating.

……

Chen Huai's work efficiency is fully worthy of the million-dollar annual salary paid to him by Song Yanxi.

On the afternoon of the second day after receiving the order, the investigation results were put on the desk.

Knowing that Rong Rui was Chi Yu's son and only Chu Yanyi's godson, the corners of Song Yanxi's lips rose visibly, and his frowning brows relaxed.

Chen Huai secretly observed his boss's expression. When he was unaware of his feelings before, his boss never wanted to pay more attention to Mr. Chu's affairs.

Now that I am aware of my feelings, I treat Master Chu's matter as a project worth billions or tens of billions.

Even though the information had been investigated so clearly, the boss believed Mr. Chu without any doubt when he said he had a son.

As expected, people who fall in love are easily deceived.

Fortunately, my shrewd boss was not completely depraved and turned into a love brain. He calmed down enough to let me investigate.

If he is not allowed to investigate, the boss will be depressed for who knows how many days because of "Mr. Chu has a son"...

Song Yanxi collected the materials in his hands and stuffed them into the drawer. He raised his eyelids and looked at Chen Huai standing in front of him: "What's going on with Weng Junze recently?"

"He was injured some time ago and is currently lying in the hospital."

"How did you get injured? Is it serious?"

"I was beaten and the injury was a bit serious. I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of bed for ten days and a half."

"Who hurt him? Is the messenger from the Weng family?"

"No, Weng Junze was injured in XXX Mountain in the western suburbs. Without surveillance on the mountain, there is no way to find out who injured him. According to the results of the investigation, he left with Mr. Chu on the day he was injured, and was arrested in the evening. He was sent to the hospital, so I guessed that the person who injured him might be Mr. Chu. For some unknown reason, Weng Junze did not disclose to anyone how he was injured or who was injured."

Song Yanxi was secretly surprised. If Weng Junze was really hurt by Chu Yanyi, it shows that his relationship with Chu Yanyi is not good. So Weng Junze said last time that he and Chu Yanyi were close lovers three years ago. Maybe Not really.

Realizing this, Song Yanxi's eyes, as deep as the cold pool, flashed with obvious joy.

"Mr. Liu is holding a cocktail party at Four Seasons Villa tonight. Will you attend?"

"Will Bai Zhongxu attend tonight?"

Chen Huai didn't understand the purpose of his question for a moment, so he was silent and replied euphemistically: "Mr. Bai always likes to make friends, and I will definitely be there tonight."

"Then I'll attend."

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