After Zhao Jiayuan finished speaking, Zhao Ke immediately urged, "I think Xiaoyuan is right. You should quickly contact some old family members."
Everyone looked at Bai Zheming with solemn expressions.
director:...
Half of his expression was solemn, and the other half was filled with resentment.
Survival Challenge!
Are we going to film or not?
But everyone is discussing big issues related to life and death right now, so it doesn't seem appropriate to interrupt!
but...
My " Survival Challenge "!
Gao Le, clutching the treasure chest, said fiercely, "You don't actually know where your old family members went, do you? You've never even looked for them? Heh~"
[ Gao Le, what are you saying, being sarcastic!]
[But... could Gao Le really be right? We haven't even looked for him?]
[It's normal that he hasn't looked for them. He suffered too much trauma and doesn't even think his parents and brother are alive. Why would he look for them? Would he just be asking for trouble?]
[But he's still an elderly member of the family, someone who took care of him; there should be some affection between them.]
Bai Zhonghui's eyes were fixed on Bai Zheming on the screen.
Bai Zheming, his face contorted with pain, shook his head gently. "I don't know when the old family members left. I fell ill after the incident, and remained ill for a long time. It was about two years before I returned home."
He looked at Jiang Mingxi.
He only looked at Jiang Mingxi.
"When I got back, everyone was gone. My uncle said they paid them off as severance pay. I wasn't focused at the time, so I didn't think much of it..." Bai Zheming's eyes were filled with regret, self-blame, fear, and unease.
I blame myself for not thinking more at the time.
He was afraid his younger brother would blame him, so he didn't think much of it.
I'm afraid my younger brother will be disappointed because of this.
I'm afraid of my younger brother...
"I..."
Bai Zheming had been holding Jiang Mingxi's hand the whole time. Although Jiang Mingxi didn't pull away, she didn't give him any response either.
Seeing the deep, almost unbearable sadness on Bai Zheming's face, Jiang Mingxi reached out and grasped Bai Zheming.
Bai Zheming's fingers trembled slightly.
Jiang Mingxi said, "Do you know where Uncle Wang and Uncle Xiao Liu are from? Do you know their full names? It's not too late to look them up now."
In front of the screen.
A murderous aura suddenly surged in Bai Zhonghui's eyes.
He simply picked up his phone and made a call.
At the same time.
A-Wang sat in front of the hotel's large floor-to-ceiling window, his bath towel loosely tied, revealing the layers of marks on his chest.
He watched the live stream and lazily instructed the person on his phone, "Keep an eye on the Bai Family. Don't alarm them if they make any noise. Stay close. Keep your recorder handy; it would be best if you could get video footage."
on site.
Bai Zheming couldn't describe the feeling in his heart at that moment.
It's like a lemon that's been doused with hot water—sour and astringent, yet comfortingly warm.
Holding Jiang Mingxi tightly, he nodded emphatically, "Yes, I'll contact them right away."
Gao Le immediately tried to get his attention, grabbing the insurance and asking, "Is it convenient to tell us? Tell us, and we'll all help you get in touch!"
[Oh my god, no!]
[Maybe we should turn off the live stream. Oh my god, I'm really scared that bad guys will see it and then try to silence me or something!]
Holy crap, even TV dramas aren't this tense!
[I dare not leave my phone for even a moment, for fear of missing any part of the plot.]
As soon as Gao Le spoke, Zhao Jiayuan and Zhao Ke quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, we'll help contact them. Maybe it'll be faster. It would be great if we could find someone to make a call right now."
These are all Jiang Mingxi's friends.
These were the people who stood firmly by Jiang Mingxi Jiang Mingxi she was wronged and framed.
Bai Zheming didn't hesitate. " Uncle Wang's full name is Wang Chunhe, and he's from Liucun Town, Liucun Town Liuhe District, Yun City. Uncle Xiao Liu's full name is Liu Yi, and he's from Yun City."
More than a decade has passed.
Bai Zheming had no idea whether the person was still alive or still living at the old site.
But as Jiang Mingxi said, it's not too late to start now.
Doing something is better than doing nothing.
He suppressed the dull pain in his chest, clung to the hope that his parents might still be alive, felt the excitement of having his younger brother right in front of him, and was also filled with anger at the underlying ugliness of this matter. In the end, all these emotions intertwined, and he could only let out a sigh of frustration.
He continued, "Judging by their ages, Uncle Wang should be sixty-five this year, and Uncle Xiao Liu should be thirty or forty. Uncle Wang has a son Wang Yuan, who was studying at Yun City No. 1 Middle School and had excellent grades."
This is his only memory after so many years.
[Holy crap? Wang Yuan? Yun City No. 1 Middle School? I think I know him!]
[Quickly, if you know them, help me get in touch!]
[We've been in contact.]
[Oh my god, I'm so nervous! I'm hoping netizens can help find some clues, or that the people involved will see the live stream and contact them, but I'm also afraid that bad guys are watching and will act first!]
[Please turn off the live stream! Can anyone contact the production team? It seems the guests don't even know it's live.]
I've contacted Wang Yuan! How do I notify the guests?
[Oh my god, brothers and sisters, you absolutely must protect your privacy and not let bad people contact you.]
[Calling the production team! Calling! Someone has contacted Wang Yuan!]
Bai Corporation.
President's Office.
Bai Zhonghui's expression turned extremely cold the moment he saw the words floating across the screen.
He picked up his phone and dialed the number. "What's going on? Someone said they contacted Wang Chunhe's son. Wasn't he supposed to have a clean record back then?"
The person on the phone said urgently, "Back then, Wang Chunhe's entire family, including his eldest son's three-month-old baby, were all aborted. There's no way anyone could have survived."
[ Wang Yuan said his father was forced to leave, and he wouldn't tell me more, but he's planning to go to the show's set to find him.]
[Oh my god, please tell him to be careful! Production team, please check the comments! It's urgent!]
Where is Wang Yuan?
[He lives in Yun City, in the same neighborhood as me, Fenghe Residential Community.]
[Oh my god, sisters, don't reveal this! Scroll out, scroll out!]
A barrage of comments scrolled by.
Bai Zhonghui's expression changed drastically, and he angrily shouted into the phone, "Useless trash! Wang Chunhe's son is still alive. That guy named Wang Yuan is going to the program team to find Bai Zheming."
"Get this person out of here right now! He lives in Fenghe Residential Community, hurry up!"
The other person muttered, "How could that be? I handled it perfectly."
Bai Zhonghui angrily retorted, "Are you only satisfied when Wang Chunhe's son stands before Bai Zheming? Go and resolve this, or none of us will have a good ending!"
After hanging up the phone, Bai Zhonghui was terrified. He grabbed a glass of tea that had long since gone cold and gulped it down.
hotel.
Top floor suite.
A-Wang squinted slightly, enjoying the soft sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. On the phone, someone reported, " Bai Zhonghui has sent people to make their move."
A-Wang sipped his freshly squeezed orange juice, glancing leisurely at the comments section. "No rush, just keep a close eye on them when they get a bit fatter."