Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

Chen Shan was furious. "Old Du, stop harping on the old almanac! Where did you hide them?"

"Hidden?" Du Bozhong laughed even harder. "They came with me voluntarily."

Chen Shan paused for a moment, then asked, "What did you say?"

Du Bozhong hugged Li Shiya beside him and said, "Chen Shan, let me tell you, Li Shiya is my woman. And that daughter you mentioned is mine too."

Chen Shan, thank you so much for raising my daughter for several years.

Chen Shan felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. "Bullshit!"

I really don't believe it.

Du Bozhong thought Chen Shan's intelligence was truly questionable. "You don't believe me?"

"Old Du, stop talking nonsense." Chen Shan leaned against the wall. "She's my wife, and the child is my daughter."

A crow flew by and pulled Chen Shan's head.

Chen Shan was speechless.

It was incredibly unlucky.

"Chen Shan, we've known each other for so many years, how can you still be so naive? I saw my daughter after she was born. The child's nose, mouth, ears, nothing looks like you. Later I did a DNA test, and the results came back, she's my Du Bozhong's child. Haha! It's all fate, it's all destiny."

Du Bozhong was very pleased with himself and started singing.

Chen Shan, holding his phone, said, "Old Du, you're talking nonsense."

Du Bozhong really wanted to hang up the phone, "You don't dare to believe it, but you have to believe it."

I don't want to argue with Chen Shan.

"Where's Shiya? Let her answer the phone."

"She's right next to me," Du Bozhong said, and then footsteps could be heard on the phone.

Chen Shan sat down on the steps by the roadside, pressing his head with his palm. "Shiya, say something."

No one responded.

"Shiya, it's me."

Finally, a woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Chen Shan".

Two words, transmitted over the phone, conveyed no warmth.

Where are you? I'm coming to find you.

Li Shiya shook her head. "Chen Shan, you don't need to look anymore. From now on, we'll go our separate ways. We'll have nothing to do with each other anymore!"

"Shiya, you're the woman I love most." Chen Shan tried to explain, "Old Du was lying. I'm at the villa now, but they've changed people. Where did you take your daughter? Did something happen to you?"

Li Shiya held Du Bozhong's hand and said, "I'm fine."

Chen Shan asked, "Then why didn't you answer the phone?"

Li Shiya snorted coldly, "I don't want to answer. I've changed my phone number. Our relationship was a mistake, and I don't want to know you."

Chen Shan looked up at the tall buildings on the street, rubbing his hands back and forth on his knees. "Shiya, let's talk this out face to face. The child is still young; she can't be without her father."

Li Shiya immediately responded, "She has a father."

"I am her father," Chen Shan insisted.

Li Shiya smiled and said, "Chen Shan, don't be silly. I'm Brother Du's woman. My relationship with you is just a fling. Brother Du and I are the real love."

A child's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Daddy, I want to eat cake."

Chen Shan froze.

He called out "Dad" very familiarly.

But it wasn't him they were calling out to.

Du Bozhong laughed on the phone, "Did you hear that? She called me 'Dad'."

Chen Shan roared hysterically, "Du Bozhong, you beast!"

Du Bozhong, with a cigar between his fingers, said, "Keep cursing. What else can you do besides cursing? You're a coward, you're not even as good as Hou Liangping, that son-in-law of the Zhong family."

"Hand over Shiya and the child, and I'll give you money."

"Do you have money? You know perfectly well where that money came from. Chen Shan, you're a fugitive now, don't think you can hide just because you've come to Hong Kong."

Chen Shan stood up from the steps. "What do you mean?"

Du Bozhong became furious. "Chen Shan, don't you understand what I mean? People in China are looking for you, and people in Hong Kong are watching you too. If you make another call, I'll have someone break your legs."

Chen Shan himself lacked confidence, saying, "You dare? I'll make you regret it."

Du Bozhong, puffing on his cigar, said, "What makes you think I'll regret this? You idiot!"

Chen Shan raised his hand and smashed it into the trash can next to him.

I heard a child's laughter coming from the other end of the phone.

"Old Du, give the phone to the child."

You don't deserve it.

"I'll only say one thing."

"There's no need."

"Give her the phone!"

Du Bozhong did not answer.

Li Shiya did not answer.

A few seconds later, the call ended.

Chen Shan dialed again, but the other party refused to answer.

Dial again, phone off.

He stood on the side of the street, his phone slipping from his hand and falling to the ground.

A white crack appeared on the screen.

The taxi driver leaned out of the car. "Sir, are you going or not?"

"I'm not leaving!" Chen Shan picked up his phone and opened his contacts.

Chen Shan sat by the roadside for a long time.

He recalled the first time his daughter learned to walk. Li Shiya was standing next to the sofa when his daughter walked from the living room into his arms. She fell twice before finally standing up on the third time.

He reached out and caught the child; his daughter hugged his neck and kept calling him "Daddy."

He had just finished a case and immediately flew to Hong Kong. He smelled of smoke, and the child wrinkled his nose in disgust, but still held him tightly.

Nowadays, children call other people "Dad".

Chen Shan pulled up the photo on his phone.

In the photo, his daughter is standing in his arms, holding a balloon in her hand.

Li Shiya stood beside her, smiling beautifully.

Chen Shan stared at the photo, then raised his hand to wipe the screen.

The crack in the screen obscured half of Li Shiya's face.

The only person who can help him now is Xia Changfeng.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered.

"Hello, who is this?"

Xia Changfeng was very cautious.

Because it was a call from Hong Kong.

Chen Shan sensed the caution in that voice.

In the past, whenever Xia Changfeng saw him in the hall, he would always stand up and call him Director Chen.

Back then, if Chen Shan said one thing, Xia Changfeng would have to travel to several places.

These days, even when separated by a phone call, you have to test the waters before you can address someone.

"I am Chen Shan."

There was a two-second pause on the other end of the phone.

"Director Chen?"

Xia Changfeng immediately changed his words after calling him by his title, "Chen Shan, you used to be my leader, I hope you don't go down the wrong path."

Chen Shan closed his eyes. "Changfeng, thank you for answering my call."

Xia Changfeng immediately turned on the recorder, "Where are you?"

"Old Xia, you're asking a question you already know the answer to. It's caller ID, isn't it?" Chen Shan said with a wry smile. "I'm reporting Du Bozhong."

Xia Changfeng sat in his office, leaning back in his chair. "Go on," he said.

Chen Shan wanted to destroy Du Bozhong. "Over the years, I've been corrupted by Du Bozhong."

Xia Changfeng looked up at the door to make sure it was closed. "Hmm. That's right, that's how it should be. Providing clues can reduce the punishment. What other useful clues can you think of?"

Chen Shan decided to reveal the secret: "The woman you arrested in China is not Li Shiya. The real Li Shiya and Du Bozhong are both in Hong Kong."

Xia Changfeng gripped the pen. "Where exactly are you?"

Hong Kong.

"The exact location?"

Chen Shan did not answer.

Xia Changfeng stood up. "Chen Shan, tell me your location first. You're out there now, without anyone protecting you, and Du Bozhong is in Hong Kong. Be careful, Du Bozhong might mess with you."

Chen Shan smiled wryly and said, "Brother, there's nothing you can do."