The crybaby nanny was bullied and cried again by her yandere husband.

For some reason, Shang Yu suddenly saw Lin Zhao's face in his mind: her reddened eyes when she cried, and her shallow dimples when she smiled.

His agitated mood, which had lasted all night, was now burning like fire, making the veins on his forehead throb.

He practically spoke through gritted teeth.

"Do you think everyone is as accepting of everyone as you are?"

Shen Youqing was not annoyed.

"Don't slander me, I'm very virtuous."

"Oh."

Shang Yu chuckled softly.

Do you even believe what you're saying?

Shen Youqing chuckled on the other end of the phone, with a nonchalant air about him.

"Whether I believe it or not is not important. What's important is that I'm very curious about what this nanny has been doing that made you call me in the middle of the night. She wouldn't be...?"

Shen Youqing paused for a moment, feigning profundity.

"You slept with me, didn't you? Hahaha."

Shang Yu's face immediately darkened.

"It seems Young Master Shen has too many projects lately, especially the one in the suburbs..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Youqing immediately begged for mercy.

"No, no, no, I'll investigate, I'll investigate. I just think that instead of spending so much effort investigating him, you might as well just throw him out. That would be much easier."

Now it was Shang Yu's turn to be silent. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about throwing him out, but the food he cooked was really good. If he kicked him out, he would have to start looking for a new nanny, which would be too much trouble.

"He's a good cook."

A casual remark, however, piqued Shen Youqing's interest.

Although Shang Yu is picky and it's not easy for him to find someone who catches his eye, this alone is enough to make President Shang so hesitant.

Is it because he's a good cook, or because he's a good person? That's really interesting.

"Alright, I'll investigate more carefully. But let me remind you, if I find anything suspicious, even if he's a good guy, you'd better think twice. Don't forget what happened before..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door on the other end of the phone, and the call was disconnected the next second.

Shen Youqing couldn't sleep either, so he switched to a WeChat interface and opened the Little Gardener's chat box.

Tsk tsk, they're really angry. It was just a kiss, and they haven't done anything for ages.

Okay, I'll go and coax her tomorrow.

Lin Zhao kept staring at the surveillance video until around 12:30, when a woman in an orange dress walked over from a distance and went straight to her luggage.

She looked around first, then squatted down, used the pliers in her hand to pry open the large opening on the side of the burlap sack, and then picked it up and threw it into the large green trash can she was carrying with her!

Lin Zhao's pupils widened. He had so many treasures, and he actually threw them away like trash!

(ꐦ°᷄д°᷅)

That's outrageous! They opened it, looked at it, and then threw it away.

It's not the cleaning lady's fault. The people living here are all wealthy, and no one would use such a burlap sack. Inside were some faded clothes and blankets, which looked like they were getting rid of old things.

The auntie just disposed of it as part of the garbage.

Lin Zhao was on the verge of tears. She now knew that her luggage had been taken away by her aunt, but she didn't know where her aunt was.

If he doesn't find it now, he's afraid his luggage will really be sent to the landfill as trash tomorrow!

He planned to go and rummage through the community's trash cans, but he had to tell his husband beforehand.

So Lin Zhao timidly knocked on Shang Yu's door, and the door opened shortly afterward.

The tall man instantly filled Lin Zhao's entire field of vision, and a sense of oppression suddenly arose.

Lin Zhao subconsciously took a step back, but then remembered his intention, so he first expressed his gratitude.

"Thank you, sir."

"Found it?"

Before he could speak, Shang Yu spoke first, and Lin Zhao's eyes lit up instantly. The master was truly insightful and so intelligent.

"Yes, when I was watching the security camera footage, I saw an older woman throw my luggage into the trash can, and I thought..."

I don't know if there's a security gate here. When my husband found me outside the door just now, he seemed quite angry, but he wouldn't feel at ease until he found me.

So he mustered up his courage and spoke.

"I... I want to go look for it now, otherwise I might not be able to find it tomorrow. I'll be back soon, I promise!"

He looked up at Shang Yu, his eyes full of expectation.

I really don't understand why I'm so scary, so trembling over such a small thing.

"Okay, let's go."

Shang Yu nodded and walked towards the door.

Lin Zhao paused for a moment and followed.

"Sir, are you going too?"

Shang Yu paused in his steps.

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Lin Zhao immediately waved her hand, "No, no."

Shang Yu looked him up and down.

"Like a chick, you can't resist being kidnapped. You're currently in your term of office, and I don't want to cause you any trouble."

He left after saying that.

Lin Zhao blinked. Could there be bad people in such a high-end neighborhood?

However, he didn't think much of it; he just felt that his boss was a really responsible and good person.

Apart from being a little temperamental, he has no flaws whatsoever.

Moreover, he was a little afraid of the dark, and the gentleman looked very yang, so those evil spirits probably wouldn't dare to get close.

The two went out one after the other, with Shang Yu walking in front and Lin Zhao a step behind.

Once outside, Shang Yu stood still.

Where can I find it?

Lin Zhao's gaze fell on the trash can not far away, and Shang Yu followed his gaze.

He then looked at Lin Zhao, wondering if this kid would make him rummage through the trash with him.

Dream on! It's absolutely a dream!

Three minutes later, the person holding up their phone with the flash on, their face grim, was indeed scarier than a ghost...

As Lin Zhao rummaged through the trash can with a twig, he kept glancing at the increasingly grim-looking person out of the corner of his eye, swallowing hard.

"Sir, perhaps I could go alone..."

"Shut up and hurry up and turn it over."

Shang Yu's impatient voice rang out.

The trash cans here are all matte black and tightly sealed. Even the odor is almost undetectable thanks to the powerful deodorization system. The cans are also very clean, but that doesn't change the fact that they are trash cans!

In his twenty-five years of life, when had Shang Yu ever done anything so degrading?

It was all for Lin Zhao.

If he really finds out anything, he'll make him regret it.

Lin Zhao could only continue what he was doing, but he felt increasingly uneasy. His master's burning gaze was more terrifying than the darkness itself.

(iДi)

Luggage, luggage, come out now! If you don't come out soon, I feel like I'm going to be eaten by the master, waaaaah!

Several more minutes passed, and there was still no sign of the burlap sack. Lin Zhao tentatively spoke up.

"Sir, perhaps we should just forget about it..."

Shang Yu turned off the flashlight and pulled him forward. Lin Zhao quickly spoke up.

"Where are you going?"

Shang Yu's gloomy voice came through.

"Next trash can."

What a joke! They've already gone this far; if they can't find the truth today, they're not a Shang!