She Lives without Regret in This Life -
Chapter 332 - 339: Guessing the Truth
Chapter 332: Chapter 339: Guessing the Truth
With the Meng Family’s flag hanging so high, no one would take a step back.
It certainly wasn’t for that reason, but what could it be?
Try as she might, she just couldn’t figure it out. She resolved to ask for clarity when Su Jiang left.
Although answering calls from various team captains left Shen Feihu feeling parched and hoarse, he found great satisfaction in it. This proved that the Rescue Association’s quality far exceeded other unions’. The entire body reacted swiftly, with no one lagging behind.
Especially the War Wolf Rescue Team, which was the first to identify the target, the first to make the call, and also the first to know that it was President Su Jiang of the Southern Union’s private plane.
Their ability to stay calm and handle the situation was indeed remarkable.
The calls that were hung up came through again, this time not from the leaders of the various teams, but from Shen Feihu’s old comrades.
"It’s President Su!"
"Indeed, it’s Su Jiang. Who else could it be?"
"Exactly, one of a kind! The Southern District has just notified the province."
"Heh... The President would not... He can’t bear to part with it!"
One after another, as the calls came in, the leaders of the Rescue Association looked at each other, gradually coming to a probable understanding of the situation.
After the final call from an old friend ended, Shen Feihu drained an entire large glass of water before finally sitting down in front of the group.
His sharp eyes swept the room, "Su Hai didn’t come?"
"That’s right! He has taken leave."
"Alright then," Shen Feihu nodded, his certainty that a major event had occurred only growing stronger. He was curious what could have caused such a stir within the Su Family.
"This incident is merely a rumor, as you all heard on the calls I took just now. The pilot was President Su Jiang from the Southern District. He had already signaled his arrival and asked for permission to land here. There’s no need for alarms or surprises; it’s a normal exchange," Shen Feihu explained once more.
Everyone exchanged knowing looks in secret, none of them convinced.
A normal exchange, my foot! Would a normal exchange cause an airplane to fly in, nearly triggering the entire district’s air raid alarms?
After sending everyone else away, Shen Feihu asked his assistant to summon Yang Wenying.
"General Union Song and Dance Troupe’s Yang Wenying reporting in!" Yang Wenying greeted, standing at attention.
"Have a seat," Shen Feihu beckoned, "Tell me about the Su Family." For all his rough-hewn exterior, there wasn’t a single covert matter Shen Feihu didn’t know about.
This included the friction between Yang Wenying and Su Yun, which he was also aware of.
Recently Yang Wenying had met with the President, and afterward, the Su Family began acting unusual. The reasons behind this, Yang Wenying would surely know.
"Yes, President!" Yang Wenying didn’t dawdle, "There’s a granddaughter of the Su Family who was lost and is now found. The news emerging has deeply affected Old Sir Su. President Su rushed back out of fear for his grandfather’s health."
Her guess was nearly identical to the truth.
How much the Su Family valued girls was common knowledge among everyone in the complex.
"So that’s it. I never would have guessed!" Shen Feihu also sighed repeatedly, "Our Jian Guo was once betrothed to a child of the Su Family by Old Sir Su when he was young. But since this generation of the Su Family had no daughters, the matter was dropped."
"Then congratulations, President, you’re about to have an impressive daughter-in-law," Yang Wenying said with a smile.
"It was just a childhood joke, don’t take it seriously!"
Indeed, it was just a childhood jest, not to be taken seriously! Yang Wenying didn’t take it to heart either, she was merely joking just now.
"Has the child been found yet?"
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