Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 195 Attentive Brother Yan, Regret is Useless! [1 Update]

Chapter 195: 195 Attentive Brother Yan, Regret is Useless! [1 Update]

A male voice, a female voice.

Due to the old recording equipment, the sound was unclear, and there was a lot of static.

Yan Tingfeng listened quietly.

"Miss Chunru, I just received news that the hospital says Madam Sheng’s multiple organs have failed, and there’s no saving her now."

"The hospital hasn’t found anything?"

"No, this is a drug called A-6-lmn that was specially transported from Global Center. It’s a class A drug, and Shenzhou currently has no antidote or countermeasure, so the test results will only show overwork, pregnancy-induced fatigue, and lack of timely rest."

"That’s good, then. I can’t thank you enough for this great favor. Once I join the Sheng Family, whatever you need, I’ll be sure to help."

"Congratulations in advance to the soon-to-be new Madam Sheng, as for what I need, you’ll find out someday."

The conversation ended there.

This recording was already from more than twenty years ago.

Hui Chunru was Madam Sheng’s real name.

After the previous matriarch of the Sheng Family died, Patriarch Sheng married the current Madam Sheng shortly after.

Six months after Madam Sheng married into the Sheng Family, she gave birth to Sheng Yunyi, making it quite obvious she and Patriarch Sheng had been involved while the previous matriarch was still alive.

The son the former matriarch left behind, who is now the eldest legitimate grandson of the Sheng Family, harbored extreme hatred for both of them after Patriarch Sheng married Madam Sheng.

"Hmm, it’s not entirely without result." Yan Tingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his fingers formed a circle as he tapped the table, "But just this recording pen is useless. According to this timeline, get me the records of A-6-lmn being transported out of Global Center."

"Yes, Young Master!" Tie Ma saluted, "But I’m not sure if they kept records from more than twenty years ago."

"They have to have them." Yan Tingfeng said indifferently, "I want results within half a day."

The man with silver-white hair in front was smiling, yet Tie Ma couldn’t help but shiver and quickly slipped away to continue the search.

"Young Master, isn’t Madam Sheng too malicious?" Bing He couldn’t help rubbing his arms, "And for over twenty years, nobody realized she was the cause of the previous matriarch’s death."

Yan Tingfeng hummed softly, his expression indifferent.

He had no interest in the affairs of Jiangcheng’s wealthy families; their shallow and petty scheming bored him.

The means of someone like Madam Sheng would, at most, be considered the lowest level of household manipulations even three hundred years ago.

Had it not been for this matter involving Ye Wanlan, he wouldn’t have given it a second glance.

Bing He tentatively asked, "Then Young Master, shall I take this recording pen to Miss Ye?"

"Yes, you go." Yan Tingfeng came back to his senses, "Wait for another two hours before you go, by that time, she should be waking up."

**

Two hours later, Ye Wanlan woke up from her sleep.

She stretched lazily and massaged her slightly sore left shoulder before getting out of bed.

"Ah Lan, you’re awake?" Lin Huaijin handed her a cup of saline water, "Have some water first, replenish your energy. Your aunt has gone out to buy groceries, and I’ll make a feast for you later."

"Thank you, uncle, you’re so kind." Ye Wanlan held the warm saline water and took a sip, "Uncle, the person who brought me back..."

"You mean Xiao Yan, right? He’s already gone. He also asked me to prepare this saline water for you." Lin Huaijin sighed, "Ah, because of those few years... Uncle is worried, you know. Xiao Yan is too handsome; I always fear you might be deceived by him again."

Lin Huaijin indeed hadn’t seen a man more handsome than Yan Tingfeng, and he was always on guard.

However, Yan Tingfeng’s comportment today reassured him somewhat.

First, he was very polite to call him uncle.

Second, he reminded him to prepare saline water for Ye Wanlan, showing he cared for his niece.

"I understand your concern, uncle." Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows, "Don’t worry, I’m not love-brained."

Lin Huaijin looked at her skeptically: "Then what kind of brain do you have?"

Ye Wanlan: "Career-brained."

Lin Huaijin: "..."

That said, it seems not incorrect.

Ever since Ye Wanlan returned home in May, he hadn’t seen her take a day off.

Lin Huaijin was also anxious about Ye Wanlan’s health, afraid she might collapse from overwork, but there wasn’t much he could do to help other than making her delicious food.

"Knock knock knock—"

The front door was knocked at this moment.

Lin Wenli happened to be coming out to get some water and went to open the door.

Seeing it was Bing He, he turned around expressionlessly: "Sis, it’s for you."

Ye Wanlan walked out: "Bing He?"

"Miss Ye, you’re awake?" Bing He was delighted, "Our master—he really understands you well, telling me to bring something over after two hours."

"Very considerate." Ye Wanlan’s expression unperturbed, "What is it?"

"We’ve investigated the matter you wanted, but unfortunately, we were a step too late. The gardener who once worked for the Fang Family has already been murdered." Bing He handed over the recording pen, "However, we found this in the wall of his rental house."

After the discovery of the gardener’s murder, they didn’t stop but headed straight to the Fang residence, only to find that the household items there had been thoroughly destroyed as well.

The recording pen was found embedded in the wall right beside the bed in the bedroom, which explains why Madam Sheng had not cleaned it thoroughly.

Ye Wanlan pressed the power button on the recording pen and listened to the conversation again in its entirety, "Thank you, this evidence is very important."

"I apologize, Miss Ye," Bing He said with shame, "but we still couldn’t find more evidence."

"It’s enough," Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "Thank your masters for me, and then make sure he takes his medicine. He can’t skip it just because it’s bitter. I’ll be checking."

Bing He: "..."

He rarely saw any extra expressions on Yan Tingfeng’s face, but recently, he did notice something subtle about Yan Tingfeng’s face when taking his medicine, as if there was a story that couldn’t be easily told.

After Bing He left, Lin Huaijin couldn’t help but speak, "What’s going on? How did it get involved with the Sheng Family again? And what’s with the medicine?"

"Uncle, you don’t need to worry about these things," Ye Wanlan pressed down on his shoulder, "Just being happy every day is enough for you."

Lin Huaijin: "...you’re making me sound like that popular internet phrase that’s been going around recently."

Ye Wanlan truly didn’t know and asked, "What popular phrase?"

Lin Wenli: "Happy little puppy."

"Lin Wenli!" Lin Huaijin said angrily, "Are you looking for a beating?"

Lin Wenli: "..."

He was merely voicing the thoughts that Lin Huaijin had, yet how did it turn into a wrongdoing?

**

That very night, Ye Wanlan brought the recording pen with her to meet with the Fang family members.

After listening to the conversation on the recording pen, Patriarch Fang couldn’t help but inhale sharply, "I said that organ failure incident was too coincidental, but at the time the hospital really didn’t find anything, and Hui Chunru actually managed to get her hands on medications from Global Center?"

Madam Fang frowned, "Miss Ye, what are you planning to do? We will definitely cooperate fully."

"Sheng Huaiqian," Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "He is our breakthrough point."

Sheng Huaiqian was the only son left by the previous matriarch of the Sheng Family, and he harbored deep hatred for Madam Sheng, and by extension, had a strong aversion to Sheng Yunyi.

However, Patriarch Sheng had always protected the mother and daughter, and Sheng Huaiqian, in his anger, left home, which inadvertently gave Sheng Yunyi and her younger twin sibling the chance to enter the company.

"It’s really a pity for Huaiqian, his mother passed away not long after he was born, and his father never cared for him," Madam Fang sighed lightly.

Ye Wanlan said, "After we find concrete evidence, I’ll trouble Madam Fang to arrange a meeting with him for me, as soon as tomorrow if possible."

"Sure, no problem," Madam Fang nodded firmly, "Leave such a small matter to me."

"Madam," Steward Fang approached and whispered a few words, "Fang Qingya has been asking to see you."

Madam Fang’s expression faded slightly, "Then let’s go see her together, Qingli, are you able to go now?"

"I can, no problem," Cheng Qingli patted her chest, "I’m bursting with energy right now."

"You," Madam Fang laughed, "I’ll take you shopping at the mall later to buy some things you like."

Twenty minutes later, the entire Fang family of five arrived at the police station.

When she saw that Cheng Qingli had also come along, Fang Qingya knew that everything had been exposed.

"Qingya, as the mastermind, your crime is severe," Madam Fang’s gaze was cool as she looked at her, "I will not hire a lawyer for you. Whatever crime you have committed, you must accept the punishment."

Like a bolt from the blue, Fang Qingya was stupefied, her lips quivering, "Dad, Mom, big brother, second brother, you all..."

Everything she had desperately tried to keep was disappearing before her eyes due to her impatience and haste, gone in just a few short days.

At this moment, an emotion called regret flowed like a river in Fang Qingya’s heart.

If she had just come clean and actively helped them look for the true Fang family heiress when she learned she wasn’t the biological daughter of Patriarch Fang and Madam Fang, she wouldn’t have ended up in her current predicament.

How did she not see it at the time, and why did she panic so much that she chose to harm Cheng Qingli?

It was... It was Sheng Yunyi!

At this time, Fang Qingya’s brain became clear, and she was much more astute.

It had been Sheng Yunyi from the start, pointing out the differences in her blood type from the family’s, and repeatedly stirring things up with her words, which led her to her actions.

But in the end, it was still her own stupidity.

Fang Qingya’s face turned pale.

She knew that everything was thoroughly over.

**

Elsewhere, at the Sheng residence.

Madam Sheng sat with her eyes closed next to an old-fashioned cellphone, and after a while, she finally heard the incoming call ringtone.

"Hello? The person is dead, and you’ve checked the room? There’s no evidence left behind?" Madam Sheng smiled, "Good job, the rest of the money will be transferred to your card, you can leave Jiangcheng now."

With the call ended, Madam Sheng slowly exhaled, her smile deepening.

Excellent, her secret would never be known to anyone else.

From now on, she could rest easy.