Chapter 160

“Of course not,” Bai Jing laughed. “I neither deal in nor use drugs, so how could I possibly come into contact with them?”

What about the people around you?

“Even if someone is using drugs, they wouldn’t tell me, right?”

That’s true.

“Honey, I can tell you’re very worried about your cousin.”

“He’s always taken good care of me, and he was even our best man at the wedding. How could I not be worried?” Han An sighed. “But since his trip to Yunnan is already confirmed, there’s no use worrying. Anyway, my cousin is very skilled, intelligent, and has a lot of work experience, so I believe he will come back safely.”

“I think so too, so honey, you just need to focus on opening more branches.”

“Um.”

“By the way, didn’t you go to Shanghai to discuss the branch store? How did it go?”

“No chance,” Han An said. “That boss doesn’t understand the hot pot industry at all, and he even said he wanted to sign some kind of performance-based agreement. I think he’s lost his mind. He said that if the branch is still operating at a loss after a year, then I’ll have to pay him back. As a businessman, he doesn’t even want to take the slightest risk. Do you think he’s sick in the head?”

“It’s good that this doesn’t work out. After all, I still hope that you can open a few branches in Guangdong first, and then make other provinces your future goal.”

“I’m having dinner with Zhou Tao tonight.”

Why eat with him?

“Let’s just chat.”

“What should we talk about?”

“From all corners of the country,” Han An said, “Anyway, Zhou Tao cheated first, so I won’t say anything bad about Xu Xiaoru in front of him. When Zhou Tao called me last night, he said that because both he and his wife cheated, they forgave each other and continued to live as before. My thinking is completely different from his. I think that since they have both betrayed each other, they shouldn’t continue to live together.”

“If they know they’ve done something wrong, they might be happier than before.”

“Does having an affair make you realize the importance of family?”

“That doesn’t seem to make sense.”

“Whatever, let them do whatever they want.”

“Then come back early, and don’t drink too much.”

“I know,” Han An said after glancing at his son. “Go return the clothes, and we’ll take Binbin out for a walk.”

“Um!”

After changing their clothes, the family of three left home together.

Han An didn’t just want to stroll around the neighborhood, so after walking around for nearly half an hour, he took his wife and son for a walk on the street.

The family of three ate lunch outside before returning home.

After resting for a while, Han An and his wife took a nap together, while their precious son slept alone in the second bedroom.

On the surface, Han An and Bai Jing have reconciled, but that is not actually the case.

Han An knew his wife was hiding many secrets from him, but because she refused to talk about them, and he didn’t want to get a divorce easily, his strategy was to pretend to reconcile while secretly investigating. The advantage of pretending to reconcile was that it would lower his wife’s guard, potentially causing her to reveal her true colors, such as by proactively contacting the man who appeared in the neighborhood on August 6th.

What Han An wants to know most right now is who kidnapped his wife and who the man on August 6th was.

As for the person who mailed the pubic hair and underwear, Han An tentatively concluded that they were the kidnappers.

Could it be the same person?

Han An still can’t be sure about this.

After waking up from his lunch break, Han An anxiously waited for Gao Yining to call him.

He left home at 2:30 because he didn’t want his wife to know that he had gone to get his sperm motility tested.

Instead of going to the store, he sat in his car parked in the underground garage and listened to music.

He didn’t receive a call from Gao Yining until 3:30.

After turning off the music, Han An asked, “Any results?”

“How’s your cousin’s situation?”

“I didn’t get any leads, but I always felt it was related to drugs.”

“Then let’s just leave him be. I believe he’ll come back safely anyway.”

“Definitely.”

“The test results are in,” Gao Yining said. “According to the results, your sperm is actually quite active and in very healthy condition. If you’ve been trying for over a year and still can’t get your wife pregnant, then I suggest you have her go to the hospital for a checkup. Given that your sperm activity is excellent, the only problem could be with her.”

Upon hearing this, Han An quickly said, “But she wasn’t always unable to get pregnant; she even gave me a son.”

“The human body changes over time.”

“All right.”

“If you want to find out if your son is really your son, I suggest you do a paternity test.”

“So you think that my sperm motility test is a pointless thing to do?”

“Of course it’s meaningful, because it at least proves that your sperm is fine,” Gao Yining said on the other end of the phone. “That way, even if you divorce your wife in the future, you can marry another woman openly and focus all your energy on having children. Otherwise, you might have to get your sperm motility tested because you can’t get your wife pregnant with a second child. So you’re just bringing forward what you’ll be doing in the future.”

Did I tell you about the package I received?

“I’m not sure, you can tell me.”

“During the National Day holiday, I received a package from Lijiang. There were two things in the package,” Han An paused before continuing, “one was pubic hair, which has already been tested by you. The other was a pair of underwear stained with semen and with the words ‘slut’ written on it. Because I bought that pair of underwear for my wife last year, and the style was very unique, the person who sent the package must have known that it belonged to my wife. In addition, the package came from Lijiang, so I always felt that the person who sent the package was the one who kidnapped her.”

“Semen stains?”

“right!”

“Since there are semen stains, why don’t you take them for testing?”

“What kind of assessment?”

“You really are something,” Gao Yining said, sounding somewhat exasperated. “Two out of five pubic hairs belong to a certain man, and there was a pair of underwear stained with semen in a package. Of course, I can use DNA testing to determine if they belong to the same man. Normally, that would make sense, since your wife was raped during her kidnapping, and the kidnappers even sent a package as a form of protest. But if that’s not the case, then the truth isn’t what we think. By the way, did you ask your wife about the underwear?”

She said it disappeared in Shenzhen.

“Disappeared?”

“She had never worn those underwear; they had been kept in the closet. She couldn’t find them when she looked for them last month.”

“Never worn it before?”

“yes.”

“Then it seems I’ll have to do another test.”