As the New Year approaches, the colors on the streets are increasingly red.

After a heavy snowfall, there were many children in the amusement park on the street. The merry-go-round was spinning non-stop, and there was laughter and laughter everywhere.

Wei Yan and Leng Yeting held Diandian in the middle, and the family of three bought New Year's clothes, new year's goods, and gifts for the elders. Large and small bags, Leng Yeting's trunk compartment was filled to the brim.

When he saw the merry-go-round, Diandian wanted to play too, so Wei Yan accompanied him inside.

Leng Yeting was waiting for his wife and children outside when his cell phone suddenly rang.

Leng Yeting looked at the phone display and saw that it was Song Zhi.

Leng Yeting picked up: "Hello?"

"Mr. Leng, Jiang Xiangming has made a lot of moves recently."

Leng Yeting frowned slightly and said, "Tell me."

"Ah."

Since returning, Jiang Xiangming has rarely gone out. Not only has he been going out frequently these days, but he seems to be obsessed with watching art exhibitions.

In Song Zhi's view, people like Jiang Xiangming do not have this sense of calmness and calmness. He definitely has his purpose in going to the art exhibition.

But their people followed him for a long time and checked the surveillance cameras. They didn't see him meeting or talking to anyone.

And, he went out to the south of the city more than once.

They also arranged many "hidden tricks" and used the exact same car to deceive their people every time.

"When something fishy happens, there must be a monster," Song knew. "Because there is something wrong in his heart, he has to get rid of us."

Leng Yeting asked: "Has there been any change in the funds in his account?"

Song Zhi shook his head: "None of the ones we have been monitoring are there, or there are more hidden accounts."

Leng Yeting said calmly: "Keep staring."

"Ah."

After ending the call, Leng Yeting turned around and saw Wei Yan also answering the phone over there.

After having fun, Diandian stood over there holding her mother very obediently. When she saw Leng Yeting turning around, she immediately waved her hand at him and motioned for him to come over.

As soon as Leng Yeting passed by, he heard Wei Yan talking about his condition.

He stopped beside her, listened for a while, and frowned.

Wei Yan's expression became increasingly sad: "Grandpa, you don't have to be harsh on yourself, you have already done a good job."

The grandfather and grandson chatted for a few more words and ended the call.

Leng Yeting asked: "Is Grandma Hu's condition very bad?"

Wei Yan nodded: "She worked too hard when she was young, and her body was completely drained by that time. By the way, grandpa asked me to visit her tomorrow, the last time before the year."

Leng Yeting originally had a lot of arrangements for tomorrow, but in order to spare time for Wei Yan, he overcompleted several major projects ahead of schedule and completed all the workload. As a result, she couldn't play tomorrow.

At this moment, Diandian suddenly said: "Mommy, can I go with you?"

Wei Yan leaned down and looked at him: "Do you know where to go?"

"Treat that Grandma Hu, Mommy, don't you mention her often?"

Wei Yan smiled. She had mentioned it several times, but she always mentioned it to Leng Yeting. The little guy's brain is really good, and he can remember it even if he is eavesdropping.

Wei Yan looked at Leng Yeting: "President Leng, do you agree?"

"Agree to what?"

"Take your son away, but in this case, you will stay at home."

Leng Yeting smiled slightly: "Why don't you agree? Speaking of which, I have never been to Grandma Hu's house. Since the Chinese New Year is coming soon, I took this opportunity to go and see it as a New Year greeting."

Wei Yan understands his smile all too well.

She felt a little cold on her back.

This man, who was clearly talking about New Year greetings, sounded to her ears like... coming to pick a fight?

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