Five years after my wife's death, she came back!

That evening, Shang Chenyan was supposed to go home early, but a news report stirred up a storm in Jiangcheng, and he was called back to the old house by Shang Haisheng.

study.

Shang Chenyan stared coldly at the papers Shang Haisheng handed him. Shang Haisheng, sitting in his chair, also looked rather grim: "That piece of land in the south of the city was fiercely contested by various companies in the first half of the year. Who knew something like this would happen?"

That area was used for heavy industry construction when Jiangcheng was just developing many years ago, and it has been abandoned for many years. The government only started thinking about redeveloping it last year.

Because it was intended for elderly care facilities, which is not Shang's Group's forte, the company invested some effort in it, but did not intend to secure the contract.

In the end, Kyushu Group acquired the land.

Who knew that just a few days after construction began, workers unearthed a corpse underground.

Shang Haisheng looked at the paper in the man's hand: "The news only reported on this accident. This is the autopsy report issued by the police, which has not yet been made public."

Shang Chenyan scanned the area: "Female, aged between eighteen and twenty, died approximately twenty years ago."

"Cause of death..." he paused, "...a laceration to the lower body, a fractured pelvis..."

These few words are enough to tell people what caused her death.

To be honest, such things are not uncommon in their circle. Shang Chenyan never participates in them, but he has heard of them before.

"Have you found out who the killer is?"

Shang Haisheng shook his head: "It's been too long, and the police haven't released any results yet."

"Did you call me back for this or something else?" They didn't acquire this land; the Kyushu side should be in a hurry about this, it seems to have nothing to do with them.

However, Shang Chenyan did not forget that his brother-in-law, Yuan Song, had approached him several times, seemingly very interested in this piece of land.

Shang Haisheng had obviously thought of this too: "Have you been in contact with your sister recently?"

Shang Chenyan nodded: "Yingying gets along well with her. They were talking on the phone the day before yesterday. She and Yuan Song went abroad for vacation."

Shang Haisheng frowned: "Let her come back as soon as possible, and keep an eye on Yuan Song."

"I've always felt that this person is strange." Shang Haisheng couldn't quite put his finger on why, after all, Yuan Song had been well-behaved and obedient for more than 20 years since marrying into the family, and had never tried to interfere in the company's affairs.

But he just didn't like this person.

"He's just too well-behaved," Shang Chenyan said in a low voice.

Most men in this world are proud and arrogant, which is an innate sense of superiority. Although Yuan Song was born into an ordinary family, he excelled in his studies from elementary school and went abroad to study after growing up. No matter how you look at it, he had expectations for himself and wanted to make something of himself.

But Shang Chenyan didn't believe that such a person would willingly marry into a merchant family and ask for nothing in return for over twenty years.

Therefore, neither Shang Haisheng nor he ever allowed Yuan Song to interfere after taking over the company.

After leaving the old house, Shang Chenyan made a phone call to Shang Shijin.

No one answered.

His eyes darkened slightly as he drove back.

*

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean.

The island that Shang Shijin is vacationing on this time is located in the Pacific Ocean. For the past ten years, whenever the two of them travel, Yuan Song has arranged everything, and she doesn't need to worry about anything.

The weather was fine, which should have been a happy day, but Shang Shijin fell silent when she woke up and watched the news on TV.

A body was unearthed at a construction site in Jiangcheng, causing quite a stir and attracting widespread media coverage across China.

When Yuan Song came downstairs, he saw her standing in front of the dining table, holding a coffee but not moving for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Shang Shijin turned around and saw the man standing on the stairs. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and, despite being over forty, possessed a unique mature and refined air.

She put down her cup: "Have you seen the news? That piece of land you always wanted to acquire has run into trouble."

Yuan Song's expression gradually calmed down. He walked downstairs and said, "Yeah, my phone has been buzzing with notifications all morning. I saw them."

"Luckily we didn't win the bid, otherwise we would have lost hundreds of millions like Kyushu."

Looking at his calm face, Shang Shijin couldn't help but recall that Yuan Song had always talked about that piece of land. A strange feeling welled up in her heart and lingered for a long time.

She recalled those strange text messages.

Twenty years ago...

"Who was that person who texted you that day?" Shang Shijin asked suspiciously. "And how could it be such a coincidence, twenty years ago?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

Hearing her question, Yuan Song wasn't angry at all; instead, he smiled and said, "Wife, haven't I already explained it to you?"

"An explanation?" After so many years of marriage, Shang Shijin had always trusted him, but now, thinking about it carefully, his explanation back then was far too vague.

"I'm asking you, who exactly was the person who sent you that message?"

Yuan Song looked at her, his expression gradually darkening.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shang Shijin was also very angry: "Fine, if you won't tell me, I'll go and find out myself."

She picked up her phone from the table, turned around, and walked towards the door.

This island is Shang Shijin's private island. The villa they live in has a swimming pool and garden, but when she walked to the garden gate, two bodyguards in black blocked her way.

"Get out of the way."

The bodyguards wore sunglasses, so their expressions couldn't be seen. They simply whispered, "Madam, please return."

Shang Shijin stood there in shock until Yuan Song's voice came from behind her: "Alright, wife, there's a limit to how much you can throw a tantrum at me."

The man strode over and put his arm around the woman's waist: "The helicopter broke down recently, so we'll have to stay here for a while longer."

His movements looked gentle, but in reality, they were very forceful as he forcefully pulled Shang Shijin back.

Shang Shijin broke free from him and slapped him across the face: "Yuan Song, what's wrong with you? I want to go back to China."

Yuan Song's glasses fell to the ground, revealing his long, narrow black eyes. He touched his face: "In twenty-three years of marriage, how many times have you hit me?"

The man straightened up and looked at her expressionlessly: "If you don't want to live a good life, then don't."

"Guards, take the lady back."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bodyguard came over and forcefully dragged Shang Shijin into the house.

"Yuan Song!" Shang Shijin panicked. This was clearly her island, but everyone here only listened to Yuan Song.

The sounds of struggling and screaming gradually faded away, and then the cell phone in my pocket rang.

Yuan Song waited a while before taking it out; the phone number displayed was Shang Yu.

"Feed".

A male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Dad, when are you coming back? I called Mom, but no one answered."

"Your mother is resting."

"Oh, so you'll be back soon?"

Yuan Song looked up at the distance and said calmly, "A few more days."

Shang Yu seemed a little disappointed: "You guys went out without me, it's so boring being home alone..."

He rambled on and on, and Yuan Song responded occasionally before hanging up the phone.

After putting his phone away, he bent down to pick up his glasses from the ground.

After putting on his glasses, he regained his impeccably dressed appearance.