<h4>Chapter 939: Chapter 944: The Old Man’s Wish</h4>


    This woman really doesn’t know what’s good for her. I have no desire to provoke her, yet she constantly opposes me.


    At that moment, Ling Chen instructed the taxi driver to stop by the roadside.


    After getting out of the car, Ling Chen quickened his pace and merged into the crowd in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace. By the time the people behind caught up, Ling Chen was long gone.


    "Miss Ren, I’m sorry, he got away."


    Hearing the helpless tone on the phone, Ren Qing, sitting in the temporarymand post, almost smashed her phone on the ground in frustration.


    "Miss Ren." At this time, someone beside Ren Qing nudged her arm, pointed to the office opposite, and said, "That Ling isn’t here now, why don’t we..." The sentence was unfinished, but the intention was clear.


    The suggestion was tempting to Ren Qing. In her opinion, Hu Fei, being an eyewitness, surely knew some information unknown to them. Ling Chen sneaking away might mean he had already grasped crucial clues.


    No way!


    Under no circumstances could Ling Chen get a step ahead. If Ling Chen’s rash actions startled the target and ruined everything, their work would only be more difficult.


    While pondering, a staff member walked over to Ren Qing, handed a document to her, and said, "Miss Ren, here are the documents you requested."


    Ren Qing eagerly flipped through a few pages and frowned involuntarily. She asked, "Is this it?"


    The staff member nodded, "I checked Ling Chen’s records in the Ministry of Public Security’s archives, and this is all there is. Some files are ssified, and I do not have authorization to view them."


    ssified files?


    These four words piqued a hint of interest in Ren Qing’s eyes.


    "Keep investigating. Also, help me verify the content of these documents. Hmph! No matter his background, I must uncover his identity."


    "Miss Ren, since he was introduced by Mr. Zhang, why not directly ask Mr. Zhang?"


    "I’ve already asked, but he refuses to say anything. Okay, enough questions, go and take care of your errands."


    At this moment, inside an abandoned bridge tunnel, Ling Chen met a few henchmen sent by Nanrong Hao. Just as Nanrong Hao said, there were several Mercedes-Benz vans parked in the tunnel, and the keys were still in the cars. Moreover, one of these Mercedes-Benz vans was the one Hu Fei sawst night.


    After getting into the car, Ling Chen carefully examined it. Some ropes and pieces of torn cloth were scattered inside the vehicle, likely used to restrain captives.


    After checking several cars, Ling Chen didn’t find any valuable clues. Jumping out of the vehicle, Ling Chen’s attention was immediately drawn to a tire mark remaining on the ground.


    Finally found something useful.


    With a quick thought, Ling Chen pulled out his phone and took a photo of the tire mark, then sent it to Hu Fei at themand post.


    To avoid missing other clues, Ling Chen rechecked once more. Only after confirming nothing was missed did he set off to return to Wealthy Manor.


    Although a clue was found, it wouldn’t yield immediate results. After all, Ling Chen couldn’t help much by staying with Hu Fei. Instead of wasting time there, it was better to go back. He worked hard to find his family and couldn’t ignore them. Furthermore, Yang Qingling was a wise woman, and he didn’t want her to worry.


    He returned to the Nanrong Family just in time for dinner.


    To wee Yang Qingling’s family, Nanrong Wanqing specifically prepared avish supper, inviting both Nanrong Yong and Nanrong Hao.


    During the meal, Nanrong Yong raised his ss with a smile and said to Ling Chen, "Ling Chen, congrattions on reuniting with your family."


    Ling Chen quickly replied, "Thank you, sir!"


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    After a drink, Nanrong Yong said with some emotion, "Life is always about the struggle for career and living. Actually, only when you’re old do you realize money and status are all just passing clouds, and family is the real thing. I’ve created many glories in my lifetime, single-handedly turning the Hongyu Group into the leading business giant in East Sea City. But for the sake of my career, I’ve sacrificed so much, and what pains me the most is my family. Every time I think of this, I feel like I’ve let Wanqing and Nanrong Hao down for not being able to give them aplete family and forcing them to bear the family’s pressure at such a young age."


    At this point, Nanrong Yong’s voice choked with emotion, and tears streamed down.


    "Grandpa!" Nanrong Wanqing gently stroked Nanrong Yong’s back and softly said, "My brother and I never med you, and besides, what happened with Mom and Dad wasn’t your fault. You don’t need to feel too guilty. Actually, just having you with us is enough for us."


    Nanrong Yong sighed and said wistfully, "I’m already so old, living a day as ites. If there’s one unfulfilled wish left in my life, it’s about your parents. I have no other desires, just hoping for a family reunion at a meal."


    "Grandpa, rest assured, I will definitely make sure your wishes true," Nanrong Wanqing said resolutely.


    Saying this, Nanrong Wanqing nudged Nanrong Hao beside him, hoping he could help persuade Nanrong Yong. But thetter sat there dazed, head down, eyes empty, lost in thought.


    Seeing Nanrong Hao’s expression, Ling Chen understood what was on his mind. Nanrong Yuan was dead, something Nanrong Hao was aware of. So, he knew that Nanrong Yong’s wish could never be fulfilled.


    The originally joyful dinner ended with everyone feeling ufortable because of Nanrong Yong’s words.


    After dinner, Nanrong Hao quickly excused himself and left. As he was leaving, Ling Chen noticed Nanrong Hao’s gloomy expression and, after informing Nanrong Wanqing, quickly caught up with Nanrong Hao’s steps.


    Outside the vi, Ling Chen called out to Nanrong Hao and put his hand on his shoulder, "What’s wrong? You seem to be in a bad mood, is it because of what your Grandpa said?"


    Nanrong Hao nced at the vi’s entrance to ensure no one followed, then whispered, "Chen, my dad’s matter... you know it too, I... I don’t know how to bring it up. I’m afraid my grandpa will be devastated if he learns the truth."


    Ling Chen patted Nanrong Hao’s shoulder and said, "Alright, don’t think too much. When the boat arrives at the bridge, it will straighten itself out. I’m also saddened by your dad’s situation. But, since it has already happened, nothing can change it."


    Ling Chen paused and looked at Nanrong Hao apologetically, "Actually, I’ve always owed you siblings an ’I’m sorry’. I’m partly responsible for your dad’s murder. If it weren’t for my insistence on bringing him to East Sea City, none of this would have happened."


    "Chen, do you know who killed my dad?"


    "This..." Ling Chen hesitated, unsure whether to reveal the truth to Nanrong Hao.


    Seeing Ling Chen hesitate, Nanrong Hao urged, "Chen, as a son, not being able to fulfill filial duties is already wrong. Now that my dad is gone, aren’t you even going to give me a chance for revenge?"