Chapter 1270: What Goes Around, Comes Around

Gu Juexi wanted to get whatever was in the safe box as well but he had a more direct way now.

“I know what to do,” a.s.sured Gu Juexi, then added, “If Mo Fei is in B City, ask her to accompany you at the bank.”

Mo Fei?

Ye Yuwei instantly figured that Mo Fei might be playing a cat-and-mouse game with Qian Yikun right now.

“Mo Fei told me yesterday that she had just accepted a lucrative job so she is heading to Africa. Not long ago, I also heard that Qian Yikun had followed her there.”

Gu Juexi was speechless.

Had those two people booked a trip together?

“Are they having their honeymoon before the wedding?” Gu Juexi sneered.

Ye Yuwei’s lips twitched. Those two were obviously each other’s worst enemy.

“So, we don’t bother about Gu Tianxin anymore?” Ye Yuwei asked again, uncertain.

Gu Juexi leaned back in his chair, switched on his laptop and logged into his email account. He was typing with one hand while talking to his wife. “In this cruel world, the only people we cannot save are those looking for death. Since she wants to kill herself, why should I stop her?”

Gu Juexi was well known as a cold-hearted person after all. Ye Yuwei was already aware of this.

He would only be nice to those he included in his social circle. Whether anyone else was dead or alive did not bother him.

Since Gu Juexi had already made it clear, Ye Yuwei did not intend to pursue the issue.

By the time they ended their conversation, Gu Juexi had already sent out the email.

The content of the email was very brief:

Please tell your father: What goes around, comes around.

The email recipient was Pink.

The person who had been a fugitive for more than ten years should get his deserved punishment. Justice would prevail soon.

All he had to do was wait for Wen Lan to lose her argument, then she would mess up her plan and make mistakes. When that happened, he could seize the opportunity to take her down.

It was already enough for him to have gotten one prominent clue from Gu Tianxin.

At a small fis.h.i.+ng village.

There was an annual celebration of a seafood festival. Basically, every family would bring some of their own seafood so everyone could share the food together.

Bai Ying, as a newcomer in the village, was invited as well.

However, they did not have any seafood to take to the gathering so Bai Ying told Wen Shan and Nalan Chunbo to prepare a gift before they attended the gathering tonight. Otherwise, she would feel ashamed to go there empty-handed.

Wen Shan and Nalan Chunbo looked at each other for a second. They could not go fis.h.i.+ng now, could they?

They didn’t even have a fis.h.i.+ng boat.

Wen Shan followed Nalan Chunbo outside. The untouched beach had beautiful, clean golden sand on which she could walk bare-footed.

“What if we go early to offer our help?” Wen Shan suggested.

Nalan Chunbo just responded with a cold stare.

Wen Shan looked frustrated and exclaimed, “Alright, alright, that plan won’t work. What do you have in mind?”

Nalan Chunbo was thinking hard. It was such a rare opportunity that his aunt was willing to join the community, and he did not want to disappoint her.

“What about a performance? I can sing a song and you can dance to it?” suggested Wen Shan again but she shrugged it off when she glanced at Nalan Chunbo. He might have two left feet and ruined the whole show. She didn’t think he was suitable for that kind of show.

However, Nalan Chunbo suddenly paused in his steps. He definitely could not dance but Wen Shan could sing really well.

“Aunt has a piano at home which is still working,” Nalan Chunbo finally replied.

“Eh, Papa Nalan, you know how to play the piano too?” Wen Shan exclaimed in admiration, then added, “A man who plays the piano well is undoubtedly attractive. You’re so awesome!”

Nalan Chunbo was speechless.

How would she know whether he could play the piano well? He had not played in front of her yet.