C21 Interesting

Hee Zhuolun read through the information in detail, and in the end, his gaze landed on Lang Yan's graduation school.

Puzzled, he raised his head to look at his martial arts. "I remember that Tansana Academy is a girls' academy, why is Lang Yan studying here?"

Could it be that Lang Yan was a transgender person? Or was there a problem with the data?

Martial Arts replied, "I have already sent people to investigate. Twenty years ago, the Tansana Academy did accept a boy called Lang Yan, and the owner of the house opposite us was the Zhao Group's daughter, Miss Zhao Shanshan. She had graduated from the Tansana Academy, and was a junior sister of the Mr Lang."

Hee Zhuolun pursed his lips: "Interesting."

He thought that Lang Yan was a scholar that came from a high school in the High Palace's Ji Ji Ji Ji Academy, because people who could infiltrate the country's monitoring system definitely could not be underestimated. However, according to the information, other than learning the basic courses in school, Lang Yan had only learnt the skills of living, family etiquette, social etiquette, table etiquette, and other forms of etiquette. No wonder Lang Yan had the temperament of a noble young master, it seems like he was raised here from a young age. Was he a self-taught genius?

"Lang Yan's information is too little, even his family members were unable to find anything, so this information is equivalent to nothing."

"When our people sneaked into the Tansa Archive to investigate about the Mr Lang, they found out that someone had added more secrets to the case. Until now, our people are still unable to crack the password, so the things that we can find out are limited. Although the people of Tansa Academy all know about the Mr Lang, they are not clear about the background of his family. They only know that he is a student with very good grades. "

Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes: "You can start from Zhao Shanshan, see if you can pry something out of her mouth, especially to find out what relationship Lang Yan has with our Hee Family."

"Yes."

Hee Zhuolun put down the information and picked up his wallet, and could not help but chuckle.

This purse was actually Lang Yan's, he had secretly used his own empty wallet to exchange for Lang Yan's wallet when he was passing by the market.

Now, he didn't know whether Lang Yan had escaped from the police station or not.

Seeing him so happy, Martial Arts asked with a probing tone: "Young Master is so happy, did something good happen?"

Yesterday, he was worried sick about his young master and was afraid that something would happen to him. How could he explain it to the old man? Now that the young master was so happy, his heart was truly at ease.

Hee Zhuolun sneered: "What kind of good things can happen to me? Uncle Wu, you didn't know that yesterday, I … "

"Lun …" A happy female voice came out from upstairs, immediately interrupting Hee Zhuolun's words.

Hee Zhuolun looked up and saw a woman in a white dress running downstairs. She almost fell on the way.

He raised the center of his brows and spoke to remind Yinxin: "Yinxin, run slower."

Martial Arts said in a low voice: "Young Master, yesterday you did not see her, Miss Yinxin was extremely anxious, she waited here for the whole night without eating or drinking, and today at noon, she suddenly fainted. Doctor Wang said that she might have been overly worried before fainting."

Jiang Yinxin ran downstairs and quickly ran over to hug Hee Zhuolun. "Lun, it's great that you're fine, it's great."

Hee Zhuolun lightly patted her back: "Sorry to make you worry."

Jiang Yinxin raised her head and said with tears in her eyes: "Lun, you don't know how scared I was that I wouldn't be able to see you again after hearing that you had disappeared."

Hee Zhuolun looked at his beautiful, angelic face and lowered his voice. "I'm fine, but you, I heard from Uncle Wu that you passed out because you didn't eat or drink anything. I'll send someone to send you back to your room to rest well now, then we'll go out for lunch tomorrow."

His tone was very gentle, but it had an irrefutable force to it.

Martial arts secretly sighed.

Everyone knew that not only was Miss Yinxin beautiful, she was also the young miss of the Jiang Clan. The most important thing was that she loved the young master, and her young master doted heavily on Miss Yinxin. They were a match made in heaven, but he sometimes felt that there was something wrong between the young master and Miss Yinxin.

"But …"

Jiang Yinxin did not want to return so quickly, but before she could finish, Hee Zhuolun said to the martial artist: "Uncle Wu, send someone to send Yinxin back to the Jiang Clan."

"Yes." Martial Arts made a gesture to invite him in: "Miss Yinxin, please."

"Len, I'm leaving." Jiang Yinxin did not want to make Hee Zhuolun unhappy, so she walked towards the door with an expression of reluctance.

As Hee Zhuolun watched Jiang Yinxin's retreating figure, he suddenly remembered that when he went out yesterday, he received a short message from Jiang Yinxin asking him not to pick anyone up, so he opened his mouth and shouted, "Yinxin."

Jiang Yinxin thought that Hee Zhuolun had changed his mind, and turned around in joy: "Lun, what's wrong?"

Hee Zhuolun asked: "Yesterday morning at eight o'clock, did you send me any messages?"

Jiang Yinxin shook her head: "No."

"Then it's fine."

Hee Zhuolun didn't need to guess to know who did it.

Jiang Yinxin left the villa in disappointment.

After sending Jiang Yinxin off, Martial Arts brought him back to the hall, where she saw his Young Master looking at her wallet and laughing foolishly.