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As our people rushed to that alley, we were also checking the monitors and sent someone to investigate that small van. It seems the driver of that van was quite skilled at evading surveillance, constantly heading towards remote areas until it finally disappeared from the camera's range. The people we sent to track it down haven't reported any useful information yet... The man breathlessly told him everything he had found.

Tang Yucheng wanted to say something more, but then the phone rang. He just said, "Keep investigating!"

After hanging up on his subordinate's call, he immediately answered the unknown number.

"Who" he asked in an icy voice.

"Second Master, I'm the General Manager of XX Tea Restaurant. Would you be available to come over It's about Second Mistress. It's hard to explain clearly over the phone." The General Manager's voice trembled slightly on the other end of the line.

Tang Yucheng was jolted by the news related to his wife, and he said, “I’ll go there right away.”

Having put away his phone, he solemnly instructed Ling Frost, who was already the head of the investigation team, on some precautions before swiftly leaving.

The tea restaurant is not very far from the kindergarten, it takes about ten minutes by car.

Tang Yucheng walked into the tea restaurant with a cold air, his voice icy and carrying a hint of killing intent, "My wife's disappearance, is it related to your tea restaurant"

Missing

"No, no, no, Second Master, you misunderstood." The general manager of the tea restaurant was so scared that his face turned pale. He hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "This afternoon, the second mistress came to our restaurant for afternoon tea. When she was paying the bill, she asked our front desk staff if they could use their phone. Then, following our staff member, we found that the second mistress was behaving strangely."

When the cafe manager came face to face with Tang Yucheng's gaze, terrifying as that of a grim reaper, he almost wet himself. He didn't even dare to breathe.

"Continuing the explanation, "Then our staff heard the second young mistress seemed to call the doctor, saying she had eaten something wrong and was going to see him. Then she changed her words and said she didn't have her ID and asked the doctor to come to her... After hanging up the phone, the second young mistress gave her phone back to the staff, hastily handed the staff some cash as payment, and left."

"Then what" Tang Yu Cheng pressed eagerly.

Knowing that the general manager's "doctor" referred to Yisheng, the pronunciation of these two terms was extremely similar.

"When the staff heard that the second young mistress said she had ordered the wrong thing at our tea restaurant, they immediately ran to tell me. I looked at what the second young mistress had ordered for afternoon tea and questioned the pastry chef in the back kitchen. I even checked the surveillance footage in the kitchen, but found nothing unusual." The general manager of the tea restaurant spoke, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he went on.

Thinking about what he was going to say next, he hesitated for a moment. He was glared at by Tang Yucheng and immediately blurted out everything:

“Then I checked the restaurant’s surveillance footage and found that Miss An, An Tingting, came to the teahouse this afternoon. She even, she even, touched Second Madam’s drink, holding it like this to smell it, and finally ordered a drink the same as Second Madam.” The general manager of the teahouse said, taking a cup as a demonstration.

"I guessed, guessed it might be Miss An Pingtong's behavior, maybe to cover up what she put in the drink; that worker heard the Second Madam talking on the phone with a doctor saying she had eaten something wrong. After the Second Madam left, we didn't dare to destroy the leftover afternoon tea. It's still in my office."

After checking the security footage, I took a sip of the remaining drink and found the taste to be rather odd.

The manager of the tea restaurant thought to himself: He had also heard gossip from the socialites who came for afternoon tea, saying that An Pingtong was jealous of Tang's second mistress marrying well. Although they were cousins, their relationship wasn't very good.

And he was convinced that it was An Pingtong who, while touching the drink, put something into it.

Although the second mistress was having afternoon tea at their teahouse, it was actually An Pingting who was the murderer. She took the initiative to confess to the Tang family and exonerated their teahouse. It's better than the Tang family coming after them later on.

"An Pingting!" Tang Yucheng clenched his fists tightly, a surge of intense and terrifying killing intent emanating from him. "Bring me the things that Second Madam ate during her afternoon tea."

“Yes, yes, Second Master, just a moment.” The manager of the teahouse immediately turned and hurried to the office. After a while, he came back holding a tray, “Second Master, I have also copied today’s surveillance footage onto this U-disk; although the second mistress had afternoon tea in our teahouse, she is not actually related to us, I hope you can see clearly.”

"It's nothing A qualified restaurant wouldn't let other customers come into contact with other people's food." Tang Yucheng gave him a murderous look, "I'll settle this account with you another day!"

After finishing his words, he left the tea restaurant with two or three men in black who were following him.

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They are having dinner at home.

"Master, the Second Master has arrived." The steward wanted to respectfully report to Old Master Tang, but before he could finish his words, Tang Yucheng's tall and imposing figure appeared in the dining room. Behind him were more than ten men in black.

While having dinner, An Pingting's hand shook, causing her chopsticks to fall onto the table.

Tang Yucheng held a silver whip in his hand, rolled up and sharp barbs on the whip, gleaming with an ominous and terrifying cold light under the lamplight.

When Anlao saw him, he was awash in killing intent, and his heart pounded.

"Yu Cheng, how..." His question trailed off.

Tang Yucheng waved his arm, and with a few loud ‘crack’ sounds, the delicate dishes on the table instantly became a mess, with plates and bowls shattered everywhere.

And An Pingtong was so frightened that she took a few steps back.

Tang Yucheng said nothing, strode towards An Pingting.

"What... What are you going to do" An Pingtong was terrified, her whole body trembling. Her heart pounded in her chest from fear and anxiety as she stumbled backwards.

"What are you trying to do Since you're tired of living, I'll send you to hell today!" Tang Yucheng gritted his teeth and squeezed out words that were cold and filled with killing intent.

An Pingtong was still retreating, and when she saw the long whip in his hand sweep across the ground, her heart skipped a beat. Then, with a 'crack', she saw an expensive carpet ripped open by a long gash.

Thinking of that silver whip striking her, she shivered violently.

"Yu Cheng, tell grandpa what happened first" An Lao had never seen Tang Yu Cheng so terrifying, he trembled and asked.

Tang Yucheng did not answer Lao An's words, but instead gave those under him a look. Dozens of bodyguards immediately pressed down on Lao An, An Hao Hui, and Xue Bi Rong and the others.

"You ask me what's wrong Why not ask your good granddaughter what she did to the little rabbit" Tang Yucheng didn't even glance at Old An's eyes, his gaze was filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted to kill every member of the An family present.