Meng Zhiyuan started the car and headed back to work as usual. With his father ill, his already cold expression had become even more unapproachable. The car sped along. He frowned, seemingly sensing something wrong, but when he tried to slow down, he discovered that the brakes had suddenly failed...
Jiang Ze snapped out of his daze and realized he had broken out in a cold sweat.
He quickly looked at Meng Zhiyuan beside him. Seeing him lift a leg to get into the car, he grabbed the man's arm in panic.
His voice was frightened.
"Don't get in!"
Meng Zhiyuan paused with his leg raised. Seeing Jiang Ze's pale face, he frowned slightly.
What's wrong with the kid?
Jiang Ze held the man's hand. Unable to think of an explanation, he simply clung to it.
Meng Zhiyuan's frown deepened. He rarely saw the kid look so serious and frightened, as though something had terrified him.
Even the hand gripping his felt slightly cold.
Although he had no idea what had happened, he couldn't stop his heart from aching for him.
He slowly took the kid's other hand into his palm as well, warming both with his own body heat.
"Don't be afraid."
He drew the still-dazed young man into his arms and gently patted his back, waiting for him to recover.
"Uncle Zhiyuan... I think that servant just now was suspicious."
Breathing in the faint scent of Zen Incense, Jiang Ze slowly calmed down. He suddenly remembered the servant who had hurried past. Connecting that with parts of the plot, he sensed something was wrong.
The book hadn't described the precise cause of Meng Zhiyuan's car accident in detail, but it had broadly suggested that Shen Yun had bribed someone at the estate to tamper with the powerful man's