Suspicion

At Yunling Manor, Huo Zui held a bow in his hand. He picked up an arrow, drew the bow, and loosened his fingers. The arrow hit the bullseye.

At this moment, Huang San came forward with a glass of red wine.

Huo Zui took a sip of wine and asked, "Have you found the person related to Godfather Gu Yi?" 

"That person is in Jiangzhou. It's the spy who caused the loss of that batch of goods a year ago." Huang San continued in a low voice, "Do we need to capture him?" 

Huo Zui put down his wine glass and replied indifferently, "There's no rush." 

The corners of Huo Zui's mouth curved into a beautiful but deadly smile. "If the prey is killed too quickly, it's easy to lose the excitement of the hunt." 

Huang San also smiled. "Master's judgment is never wrong." 

Huo Zui picked up another arrow. When he drew the full bow, his arm muscles and bow tightened at the same time. "Has the fake daughter of the An family been investigated?" 

Huang San stood there waiting to ask. He replied, "Miss An has been raised by the An family since she was young. However, she hasn't listened to her parents since she was young. Regardless of her studies or other aspects, she is considered a bad student. The An family, who valued honor, have always disliked her." 

"Moreover, I haven't found out whether Miss An can drive or anything about her previous racing experience. This doesn't quite match her superb racing skills at the DM Club." 

Huang San continued, "By the way, there's another young master studying abroad in the An family. He'll be back in a while." 

Huo Zui had no interest in that young master. What he was more curious about were An Zhiyan's driving skills.

She displayed the essence of underground racing perfectly. This was not something an ordinary person could do.

Huo Zui looked straight at the humanoid target in front of him. "Who do you associate with such driving skills and methods?" 

Huang San frowned and thought for a moment. "Car God!" He immediately said, "The global underground racing champion, the mysterious woman known as 'Car God'!" 

The Western Hemisphere held a global underground racing championship every year. The race was not only thrilling, but also violent. Every contestant had to sign a waiver in case of their deaths.

But there was one person who won every year, and she was even called a track nightmare.

That person never took off her helmet, and no one knew what she looked like. Her every race was eye-catching in the racing circle.

Huo Zui was silent for a moment. An Zhiyan had more secrets than he had imagined.

At the Jiang family's small apartment, as Jiang Xinlan was tidying up her room, she suddenly noticed her necklace was back in the jewelry box.

"Isn't this the necklace I pawned?" She frowned in shock.

Beside the necklace, there was a note. She opened the note in confusion.

"Mommy, don't ever lose something important to you again." Jiang Xinlan's eyes welled up with tears when she saw this.

Her face suddenly turned sour. It must be Little Yan!

She had gotten the necklace back, so where was the money?

Jiang Xinlan ran to the living room.

An Zhiyan was having breakfast in the living room. Today was her first day back at school, so she had changed into a school uniform.

"Little Yan, you..." Jiang Xinlan stood there, wanting to say something, but she stopped herself.

"What's wrong?" An Zhiyan looked up. She saw the note in Jiang Xinlan's hand and roughly understood what was going on.

"I redeemed it." She wiped her mouth with a tissue. "I've already saved enough money." 

Although Jiang Xinlan was touched, she was more worried about where An Zhiyan had found the money.

"If the An family gave you the money, I will definitely earn the money to pay them back," Jiang Xinlan said.

An Zhiyan stood up and put on his backpack.

"I earned it myself." 

Jiang Xinlan was stunned. How did Little Yan earn so much money on her own?

"Don't worry, I earned it with my own ability. So, don't sell your important things casually in the future."