After Li Shengqing finished speaking, he took off his sunglasses and said, "Find someone to write an anonymous letter and hand it to Wu Hen, who was sent to Yan Zimo's side. He should also be of use."

Fang Clan, Han Clan.

Knowing that the Yan Clan wasn't dead and Yan Zimo exposed it, would they kill them all?

Li Shengqing closed his eyes and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

…

The Li Clan's affairs caused a storm in the city. Yan Zimo looked at the news on Weibo and let out an angry laugh. Young Master Li, one of the Four Young Masters of the capital, would also be helpless against the ruthless Mrs. Li.

"Young Master Yan, I have an anonymous letter for you."

After receiving the letter from Li Shengqing, Wu Hen delivered it to Yan Zimo without saying a word.

"Anonymous letter? What anonymous letter?"

Yan Zimo frowned.

No one knew where he lived, and he had always been hiding his whereabouts. Logically speaking, no one should know where he was and why he was still sending letters here.

"I'm not sure." Wu Hen shook his head.

Ever since Qiao Hengyu died, he did not return to the Li Clan Island. Instead, he chose to stay by Yan Zimo's side. It just so happened that Li Shengqing intentionally asked him to stay by Yan Zimo's side and monitor his every move.

This was his mission.

"Bring it!"

Yan Zimo stretched out his hand, his handsome face not caring about the anonymous letter.

Looking at Yan Zimo's indifferent appearance, Wu Hen wasn't sure if Yan Zimo would read the letter. If he didn't read the letter, wouldn't he let the Fang Clan and Han Clan off?

Wu Hen thought a lot, but he still handed the anonymous letter to Yan Zimo. Afterwards, he watched Yan Zimo's every move nervously in his heart.

Opening the letter, Yan Zimo looked at the contents of the letter. His originally gentle eyes instantly turned cold.

The Fang Clan, Fang Zheng, Han Lin, and one of the shareholders of the Yan Clan who divided their property 25 years ago did not expect that they would still dare to appear in Beijing City.

Do you think the Yan Clan is empty?

Yan Zimo sneered. Before he could find them, they automatically came to him. Were they rushing over to die?

However, who exactly sent this anonymous letter?

Yan Zimo remembered that he had only told Li Zize about this place, so could it be him?

When Yan Zimo thought of this, his eyes lowered. He wanted to figure this out.

If it was Li Zize, he could be at ease. What if it wasn't? Then who was helping him behind the scenes? And for what purpose did he help him?

Yan Zimo felt that the current Beijing City was not simple.

"Young Master Yan, if there's nothing else, I'll go out first." Seeing Yan Zimo read the letter, Wu Hen finally put down the stone in his heart.

When Yan Zimo saw the letter, he would definitely attack the Han and Fang Clans. His mission had been completed.

"Wait, Wu Hen, you've been here for a while now, right? I can see that you occasionally draw some jewelry patterns. They're very beautiful." Yan Zimo put away the letter and looked at Wu Hen.

Wu Hen was in a daze.

Yan Zimo's upright facial features were exactly the same as Yan Haoyuan in his memories.

Thinking of Yan Haoyuan, Wu Hen sighed in his heart.

"Yes, Young Master Yan. When I was young, I saw President Yan draw these jewelry. I was deeply infected and like to design jewelry very much."

Wu Hen's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

President Yan was really his elementary teacher, an elder he respected very much.

"Do you still want to continue on this path?" When Yan Zimo heard him mention his father, there was a deep pain in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart.

Wu Hen often came to the Yan Clan when he was young. However, they had grown up after all, and their memories of their childhood were not deep. Hence, it wasn't until the two of them met that he realized that they were getting weaker.

Continue to design jewelry?

Wu Hen raised his head and looked at Yan Zimo.

What did he mean by that?

"Young Master Yan, I … like this job very much. This is the only memento my father left me." His father's gentleness was as gentle as jewelry. Every time he designed beautiful jewelry, it was as if he could see his father's figure.

"It's fine if you like it. The Yan Clan has some businesses in Beijing that are related to jewelry. I need an external image. Wu Hen, are you willing to do this?"

Yan Zimo took out a document from the drawer. At the beginning of this document, there were four words written on it, "Haoyuan Jewelry".

Wu Hen looked at the "Haoyuan Jewelry" that Yan Haoyuan had ordered, his eyes slightly burning.

"Young Master Yan, you haven't forgotten President Yan …"

"If designing jewelry is a memory left to you by your father, then Haoyuan Jewelry is what I miss about my parents. The Yan Clan has finally returned after 25 years."

He wanted to compete with the Fang Clan and the Han Clan, and he wanted them to pay a price that was not just a prison disaster! He would definitely return everything they had taken from the Yan Clan!

Yan Zimo clenched his fists and roared in his heart.

"Young Master Yan, I will definitely go all out." Wu Hen took the document and quickly signed his name on it.

From now on, his identity as the CEO of Haoyuan Jewelry was Wu Hen.

"Very good. Now, let's work hard together. I want the Yan Clan to revive the scenery back then!" Raging flames flashed in Yan Zimo's eyes as he handed the letter to Wu Hen.

"Young Master Yan, in this letter …"

Wu Hen looked at Yan Zimo in confusion.

"This letter states that 25 years ago, the two major shareholders of the Yan Clan seemed to have obtained an unknown amount of wealth after the Yan Clan's property was split up after the Yan Clan's accident."

Yan Zimo clenched his fists tightly.

"How does Young Master Yan plan to deal with this matter?" Wu Hen glanced at the letter and probed Yan Zimo's attitude.

Regardless of whether the Fang Clan and Han Clan were the real murderers of the Yan Clan and his father, those bastards were at least accomplices!

"Today's news is all about the Li Clan. I'm sure you know about Han Ningxue."

Yan Zimo didn't pay much attention to gossip, but the letter mentioned that Han Ningxue was Han Lin's daughter, so don't blame him!

"You see, Young Master Yan is planning to kill Han Ningxue?"

Wu Hen did not understand what he meant.

However, revenge was Yan Zimo's principle.

"No, I won't kill her. Killing her is too cheap for her. I will make her die. Wu Hen, from tomorrow onwards, I won't be here. If you need anything, just send me a message."

In Yan Zimo's mind, there was still a plan.

He pursed his smile, his eyes shining with a cold light.

"Yes!"

Although he did not reveal what Yan Zimo would do, Wu Hen sincerely hoped that he would not be injured and would be safe.

…

Outside the police station.

Just as Han Ningxue stepped out of the police station, a group of reporters quickly surrounded her.

"Miss Han, in response to the hottest topic on Weibo right now, you pushed the wife of the chairman of the board of directors down the river. Is it intentional or unintentional?"

"Miss Han, Miss Han, what purpose did you instigate Chairman Li's wife to plan this jump?"

"Excuse me, Miss Han, what is your relationship with Young Master Li? Is he really a third party, as the insider said?"

"Miss Han, as the daughter of the president of the Han Corporation, a well-known foreign-funded enterprise in the UK, you condescend to show your respect to Young Master Li. Young Master Li is not grateful. May I ask what the problem is? Is it you?"

"Miss Han …"

All the media cameras and cameras were aimed at her. Han Ningxue struggled to walk. Faced with the flickering magnesium light, she could only use a pair of sunglasses to cover most of her face.

These words that hurt her heart really made her feel difficult to breathe.

"Please step aside! If you don't step aside, I will sue you for obstructing my personal freedom!" The bodyguards beside Han Ningxue glared angrily at the crowd of reporters and quickly cleared a path with their companions.

Under the protection of her bodyguards, Han Ningxue quickly got into the car outside the police station. When the car started, she took off her glasses and looked at the person sitting beside her.

"Uncle Fang, nice to meet you!"

"You are Little Xue? I didn't expect that after so many years, you have grown so big that Uncle Fang can hardly recognize you."

Fang Zheng looked at Han Ningxue with a hypocritical smile.

If nothing had happened, he would never have imagined that the Han family would actually come to Beijing.

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Uncle Fang naturally doesn't recognize me." Han Ningxue lifted the corner of her mouth and curved it, making Fang Zheng feel as if he had seen her father Han Lin.

'"Yes, my old friend has been to England for so many years. I don't even have the chance to visit him. By the way, your father will arrive in Beijing tomorrow. It's good that you will accompany him to the Fang family's banquet tomorrow evening."

Although Fang Zheng didn't want Han Ningxue to come out, Han Lin had something on him, so he couldn't offend them until he got rid of Han Lin.

Also, that brat Yan Zimo didn't expect that they were still alive. He really didn't expect them to be alive!

"Yes, Uncle Fang, I will definitely go." Han Ningxue smiles obediently.

If it weren't for her accidental accident this time, she wouldn't have been involved with the Fang Clan at all! This time, if her father hadn't called him and asked him to bail her out, she wouldn't have known that Fang Zheng had returned to Beijing.

"I'll have the driver take you to the hotel."

Fang Zheng said indifferently. He was still on guard against Han Ningxue. Of course, it was impossible for him to bring her back to the Fang Clan at this time. He was truly taking care of her as his niece.

"No need, Uncle Fang. I won't bother you anymore. Just put me down at the intersection ahead."

Fang Zheng was only doing superficial kung fu. How could Han Ningxue not see how awkward it was to be so polite with someone who was on guard against her?

Geng Hekuan, she was still thinking about Mrs. Li's current situation. Perhaps, after this incident, her relationship with the Li Clan would become unfamiliar from now on.

This matter must be handled properly.

However, there was one thing that she was so strange that she didn't want to!

What was wrong? She had clearly planned it out, so how could she be so lacking in chess?

He really lost his child, each set of wolves.

"The intersection ahead? Little Xue, where are you going?" Fang Zheng probed. He promised Han Lin that he would guarantee Han Ningxue's safety before Han Lin arrived in Beijing tomorrow. If anything happened to her during this period of time, he would not be able to explain it to Han Lin.

Han Ningxue takes a deep breath and decides, "Go to the hospital."

She made up her mind, lowered her posture, prayed to Mrs. Li for an apology, and continued to make a hole in her.

Her words were originally spoken by people. As long as she could convince Mrs. Li that she did not do it on purpose, she would still forgive her if she accidentally made a mistake.

Han Ningxue thought to herself.

"Hospital?" Fang Zheng chewed on the two interesting words, "Little Xue, are you hurt?"

"No, I'm going to see a friend."

Han Ningxue looks out of the window and is thinking about how to persuade Mrs. Li successfully.

"Friend?"

It must be Mrs. Li, right?

Although Fang Zheng asked, he felt as if he was pretending to be Ming Jing'er.