Chapter 423: Chapter 423 The Hardships of Zhao Xinlian

About six or seven minutes later, Ning Meng had successfully hacked into the communication server provider’s system. She then located Chen Wei’s whereabouts by analyzing the timing of his last call with Zhao Xinlian.

She sent the address to Zhao Xinlian.

Zhao Xinlian, already seated in her car and driving out of the villa area, braked hard and stopped by the roadside upon seeing the address Ning Meng had sent. She confirmed repeatedly, "Are you sure this is the address?"

Ning Meng: "I’m certain, there’s absolutely no mistake."

Ning Meng understood well why Zhao Xinlian would ask such a question. It was simple: the son-in-law, once looked down upon, as a failed individual, was living in one of the world’s top mansions, Fushan Residence, after the divorce. It was natural for her to find it hard to believe.

Ning Meng could empathize with Zhao Xinlian’s thoughts; she herself was equally surprised.

Zhao Xinlian: "Alright, thank you. I’ll have someone transfer the money to your account later."

Ning Meng: "Ok, I wish you all the best."

Zhao Xinlian: "Thank you."

After replying, Zhao Xinlian started her car again and made a U-turn toward Fushan Residence.

"Fushan Residence? Have Su Yumei and the others gone mad? To think they bought the entire Fushan Residence for him." Zhao Xinlian had heard rumors before about a mysterious buyer acquiring the whole of Fushan Residence but didn’t pay much attention to it at the time.

She never imagined that the buyer was connected to Su Yumei and others.

Did Chen Wei really possess such a magnetic force? Worthy enough that those who could easily be considered elites among elites in their respective industries would be so obsessed with him.

Zhao Xinlian didn’t know if she was being too self-conceited, thinking that after three years, she had come to know Chen Wei well enough to blind herself to his allure.

"Perhaps that’s really the case," Zhao Xinlian said with a self-mocking laugh.

Then, her mind was filled with thoughts of how to meet Chen Wei; contemplating what stance to take and what expression to wear.

Never before had Zhao Xinlian racked her brain so much over someone, not even when it came to the most formidable opponents in the business world.

She could have never foreseen that one day she would be so troubled over Chen Wei.

She shook her head, dismissing the surplus thoughts from her mind. Zhao Xinlian thought that instead of sitting around and getting lost in thought on the way there, she’d be better off dealing with things as they came after meeting Chen Wei.

About half an hour later, Zhao Xinlian and her car arrived at the foot of Fushan Residence. The gate was tightly shut; she couldn’t get up the mountain.

So she pressed the doorbell.

"Hmm?" Chen Wei was puzzled—who could be paying a visit at this time?

"Could it be my eldest martial sister coming back? Did she deliberately not tell me, wanting to surprise me?" He thought it was possible.

So he went to the door, pressed the surveillance button, but saw Zhao Xinlian standing in front of the camera.

"..." Chen Wei was momentarily speechless.

He could guess without much thought that it must have been that girl, Ning Meng, who had betrayed him.

Open the door? What a joke.

Chen Wei simply hit the mute button—out of sight, out of mind.

No matter how often Zhao Xinlian rang the doorbell, he didn’t hear a sound.

"Is he deliberately ignoring me?" Zhao Xinlian looked up, seeing that the lights in the villa atop the mountain were still on.

Give up?

No! Zhao Xinlian wasn’t ready to give up yet.

She stepped back a few paces, looked at the gate, then at the wall beside it.

"Alright!" She made up her mind, parked her car next to the wall, then clambered onto the car, and with great effort, climbed over the wall and jumped down.

"Hiss!" It was too dark, and the soles of her shoes were too thin. Jumping from such a height, Zhao Xinlian accidentally twisted her ankle. It hurt, a lot.

Tears even started to fall betrayingly.

Zhao Xinlian tried to stand up, but the pain in her foot was just too intense.

She clenched her teeth to endure the pain and gently imitated the massage technique Chen Wei used to apply when she had twisted her ankle before.

However, instead of subsiding in the slightest, the pain intensified.

At that moment, Zhao Xinlian’s tears utterly broke free and fell.

She never imagined that after leaving Chen Wei, she couldn’t even manage such a small matter on her own.

At this moment, she felt utterly helpless.

Her phone was left in the car, and it was impossible to climb the high wall in front of her with an injured state.

Turning her head for another look at the road leading up the mountain, it was very, very long.

Zhao Xinlian wasn’t sure if she could endure the journey up the mountain in her current state.

So, Zhao Xinlian sat on the ground, passing the whole half hour.

The pain in her leg finally eased somewhat, and she picked up a stick that had fallen nearby to support her body, limping toward the mountain villa.

"Ah!" After falling several times and getting up again, in the end, Zhao Xinlian could not even remember how many times she had fallen.

She was almost numb to it.

Suddenly! The stick split due to wormholes, and Zhao Xinlian carelessly fell forward.

Instinctively wanting to stretch her leg to brace and stabilize herself, she forgot about her injured foot. The moment she put force on it, the pain swept through her brain instantly.

Zhao Xinlian closed her eyes and decisively chose to stop struggling.

However, the expected pain of her face hitting the ground never came, as her hands seemed to be supported by something.

In confusion, Zhao Xinlian slowly lifted her head and realized Chen Wei had appeared in front of her without her knowing when, stretching out his hands just in time to support her and avoid another serious injury.

"The great business genius, Zhao Xinlian, sneaking over walls into others’ homes without sleeping at night, what exactly are you trying to do? Don’t you know it’s illegal to trespass into someone’s house!" Chen Wei said helplessly.

"I, I had no choice, I could only come to you," Zhao Xinlian’s nose felt sour, and she couldn’t hold back.

"..." Seeing her crying like a drowned rat, Chen Wei’s heart softened, and he sighed. Then he lifted Zhao Xinlian in a princess carry and walked in the opposite direction.

"Are you sending me back?" Zhao Xinlian sensed something amiss and struggled.

"What else? Take you back home? Don’t joke now. We’re not husband and wife anymore, what if people misunderstand?" Chen Wei countered.

"No! I don’t want to go back! Put me down!" Zhao Xinlian kept kicking and pushing against Chen Wei’s face with her hands.

Slap!

Angered for a moment, Chen Wei raised his hand and slapped Zhao Xinlian’s buttocks.

The sharp sting immediately made Zhao Xinlian settle down.

With her face pitiable, Chen Wei truly didn’t know what to say.

"Are you a child? No, even children are not as immature as you. What do you take me for? You turn to me whenever there’s trouble, expecting my help?"

Chen Wei chuckled, "Have you forgotten how coldly you looked at me when you refused to see me as a person and insisted on divorcing me, demanding I leave empty-handed, as if you were afraid I’d covet a part of your wealth?"

"I didn’t take a penny from you; I left empty-handed just as you wanted. It was you who said never to see each other again, and now you come to me on your own, asking for my help for no reason. Don’t you think your skin is a bit too

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