Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 528 Keeping a Canary in Captivity (7)

“It’s not serious. I’ve hired a caregiver to look after him,” Yan Zhen said. “You don’t need to worry.”

Yan's mother looked at Yan Zhen with suspicion: "Aren't you going to the hospital to be with your son-in-law?"

In the past, when her son-in-law was sick and went to the hospital, her daughter would go with him, regardless of whether he had an assistant or bodyguard with him.

Today, her daughter left her husband, who was hospitalized for an allergic reaction, at the hospital and came home alone. She had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

But I don't know what went wrong.

Meeting Yan's mother's strange gaze, Yan Zhen pretended to be very tired: "I'm not feeling well, Sheng Han told me to come back and rest."

"Oh? Are you feeling unwell?" Yan's mother immediately forgot about Gao Shenghan and looked at her daughter with concern. "Is your headache back?"

"Yes, I didn't sleep well last night," Yan Zhen said casually. "I'm going upstairs to catch up on some sleep."

"Hey! Go ahead," said Yan's mother. "I'll call you when it's time for dinner."

"it is good."

Yan Zhen went up to the fifth floor, made sure there were no servants upstairs, and then pushed open the study door and went in.

Gao Shenghan usually uses the study, where his laptop is kept.

Yan Zhen turned on his computer and started looking it up.

Influenced by her parents' belief that "sons should inherit the family business and daughters should be raised in luxury," the original owner of the body in her previous life knew nothing about either her own company or the "business" run by Gao Shenghan.

She never interfered in the family business, which is why Gao Shenghan was able to deceive her for so long.

According to the online guide, Gao Shenghan is currently facing a debt crisis stemming from gambling and is on the verge of collapse.

He took a risk and orchestrated a scene where the original owner cheated on his wife, all to make the Yan family elders feel guilty and get money from them to cover their debts.

Yan Zhen doesn't plan to divorce Gao Shenghan easily; this approach won't solve the problem and will only benefit Gao Shenghan.

The original owner and Gao Shenghan had been together for so many years and were a legally married couple. If they divorced, Gao Shenghan could sue to take half of her property.

Although the original owner could use the Yan family's connections to prevent him from succeeding, Gao Shenghan, who was deeply in debt and had his source of income cut off and was driven out of the Yan family, would inevitably harbor resentment. It was unknown what methods he would use to deal with the Yan family at that time.

There's no such thing as being able to guard against thieves for a thousand days if you're a thief for a thousand days. No matter how meticulous she and the Yan family were, there were always times when Gao Shenghan would take advantage of their mistakes.

To completely resolve Gao Shenghan's issues, we must start by addressing his own problems.

Yan Zhen loves watching these greedy and wicked people suffer the consequences of their own evil deeds.

Gao Shenghan's computer was in standby mode. Yan Zhen lightly touched the keyboard, and the screen lit up.

She rummaged through the contents.

As expected, Gao Shenghan acted cautiously, and Yan Zhen found nothing of value.

She was about to put her computer back into standby mode when a WeChat message notification sound suddenly came from the bottom right corner of the screen.

Yan Zhen looked closely and realized that Gao Shenghan had logged into WeChat on the computer and hadn't logged out.

In just a few seconds, the WeChat icon stopped flashing, indicating that Gao Shenghan, who was at the hospital, had checked his WeChat messages on his phone.

Yan Zhen paused for a moment, then tapped the WeChat icon.

WeChat messages are synchronized on mobile phones and computers. As soon as Yan Zhen opened the page, he saw that the message came from someone named "Yu Yanfei".

Yu Yanfei: "Shall we meet up tonight?"

Gao Shenghan: "No, I'm at the hospital."

Yu Yanfei: "[Smiling emoji]"

Gao Shenghan: "[Smiling emoji] I fucking didn't lie to you."

Ten seconds later, Gao Shenghan sent Yu Yanfei a photo of himself lying in a hospital bed with his face swollen like a pig's head.

Yu Yanfei: "Hahaha, what's wrong with you?"

Gao Shenghan: "It was scratched by the animals I keep at home, and I had an allergic reaction to the vaccine."

After sending the message, there was no response from Yu Yanfei for a long time.

About five minutes later, Yu Yanfei replied: "This is a VIP ward, right? It looks really luxurious. I've never stayed in such a nice ward before."

Gao Shenghan did not reply.

Yan Zhen narrowed his eyes as he read the conversation.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that this seemingly ordinary conversation was laced with hidden meaning.

Especially Yu Yanfei's last sentence, which had a somewhat sarcastic tone.

Gao Shenghan's reply seemed a bit impatient, but he didn't want the other party to notice his impatience.

Or rather, he seemed a little afraid of Yu Yanfei.

It seems there's more to this Yu Yanfei than meets the eye.

Yan Zhen noted down the name, but seeing that she couldn't find any more useful information, she put her computer back into standby mode.

After finishing these tasks, Yan Zhen prepared to leave the study.

But when she got up from the chair, she felt a strong wave of dizziness and barely managed to stay upright by bracing herself against the table.

After the dizziness subsided, Yan Zhen was now experiencing a real headache.

The original owner's health wasn't very good to begin with, and last night she was drugged. She's been through a lot today, and now she's quite exhausted.

Yan Zhen decided to go back to her room and take a nap.

Yan Zhen slept until evening when the maid came up to call her for dinner, and that's when she woke up.

It was already dark outside. Yan Zhen sat in the room with only one small lamp lit, feeling inexplicably depressed and listless.

Looks like I'll have to get a medical check-up tomorrow.

After washing up, Yan Zhen went downstairs to eat. When she arrived at the living room on the first floor, her father had already returned from the company.

As soon as the exquisite dishes were placed on the long dining table, Yan Zhen invited Gao Xinyu to wash his hands, and the family of four sat down on both sides of the table.

Because of her illness, Grandma Yan has someone to take care of her meals, so she usually doesn't eat with them.

The servants set out the exquisite silver cutlery, and everything was ready, but Yan Heng was nowhere to be seen for a long time.

After waiting for a while, Yan's father asked the housekeeper, "Where is Yan Heng?"

The butler whispered, "Young Master is in the basement. We've already sent someone to fetch him."

Yan's father then said nothing more.

But after three to five minutes, Yan Heng still hadn't come up from the basement.

Yan's father's expression didn't look good.

Seeing this, the butler quickly said, "Master, please calm down. I'll go see what the young master is doing."

The butler hurriedly went to the basement, and this time he quickly brought Yan Heng back up.

But Yan Heng looked terrible at the moment. He was covered in dirt, his hair was full of dust from polishing the doll, and even his eyelashes were covered in dust.

Yan's father was already impatient waiting for him, and when he saw Yan Heng's ridiculous appearance, his temper flared up instantly. He scolded, "Look at you! Look at you! You're almost forty years old, do you still act like an adult?"

You never leave the house and never study. The moment someone comes over, you hide in the basement like a mouse before a cat. Are you that ashamed to be seen?! What good are you after I raised you?! I might as well have given birth to a piece of barbecued pork…”

Yan Heng had heard these words for over a decade and was already immune to them. He spread his hands and let the housekeeper and servants wipe his face and hands with towels, ignoring his father's words.

Under normal circumstances, Yan Heng would silently endure the scolding, and his father would grumble a few times, and the matter would be over.

But Yan Zhen raised an eyebrow slightly as he watched this scene.