A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

Chapter 92 Jian Xiaohan is here...

However, when she uttered the word "Dad," she was met with a response from Old Master Fu filled with sarcasm and anger:

"Dad? Haha, I really can't accept the title of 'Dad' you're talking about!"

All that could be heard was Old Master Fu slamming his fist heavily on the thick desk in front of him, making a dull thud, and shouting angrily.

If Niannian hadn't told him about this herself, he would have found it hard to believe that this seemingly gentle and refined woman would dare to be so audacious!

How dare they drug their precious child? This is simply courting death, like lighting a lamp in a latrine—purely asking for it!

If Niannian hadn't been afraid of her, she wouldn't have been transported to the Mongolian Kingdom by the Phoenix Bronze Mirror; nor would she have been kidnapped because of it!

……

Upon hearing this, Wen Wan's eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up within them. Then, her voice trembling with sobs, she pleaded desperately:

"Dad, what are you trying to do? I really didn't do anything!"

Before she could finish speaking, large tears were already streaming down her cheeks, making her look extremely pitiful and evoking feelings of sympathy.

Unfortunately, despite Wen Wan's tearful appearance, Old Master Fu remained unmoved.

He merely gave a cold snort and questioned in a stern tone:

"Hmph, wasn't it you who wanted to drug Niannian? I just got back today and immediately went to ask Tongtong. According to her, you were incredibly scary that day! You insisted on feeding Niannian cake!"

Ha, he doesn't fall for that crying and whining act!

"Dad! Did Niannian really say that? Even Tongtong thinks so? How is that possible? They must have misunderstood me!"

Wen Wan sighed heavily, her voice low as if suppressing countless grievances and helplessness.

“Dad, I know in my heart that I did some things wrong before. That’s why I specially asked someone to order that cake, hoping to take this opportunity to please Niannian and make her happy.”

But who would have thought that when I got the cake, I was so anxious that I accidentally messed everything up! As she spoke, her eyes reddened slightly, and tears seemed about to spill over at any moment.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Wan raised her hand and pointed in a certain direction, saying with a hint of urgency:

"Dad, the rest of the cake is still in the restaurant's refrigerator! If you don't believe me, you can have it tested to see if there's anything wrong with it!"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Fu, who had been sitting at his desk, frowned slightly, and his deep and sharp eyes revealed a very complex expression.

Could it be that Niannian really misunderstood Wenwan? This thought flashed through his mind, but it was quickly overshadowed by more doubts.

After a long while, Old Master Fu finally broke the silence and slowly spoke:

"Alright, you should go back and rest now! We can deal with this later."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Wan nodded obediently, then turned and walked out of the study.

Watching her receding figure, Old Master Fu pondered for a moment, then waved to Butler Liu, who was standing to the side.

Upon seeing this, Steward Liu quickly bent down and stepped forward, awaiting instructions.

Grandpa Fu lowered his voice and said, "Go and investigate carefully who Wen Wan has been in contact with recently."

Furthermore, from now on, keep a close eye on her every move, and report any unusual behavior to me immediately!

Butler Liu quickly replied, "Yes, sir! I'll take care of it right away!"

He then turned and left in a hurry, leaving Old Master Fu alone in the study, continuing to think about what had just happened;

Suddenly, he had a strange premonition that the Fu family was about to face a crisis!

………………

At the same time, the solemn and imposing gate of the Fu family slowly opened, as if welcoming the arrival of an important person.

The light shone through the crack in the door, casting a golden glow that added a touch of mystery and anticipation to the entire scene.

Just then, a cool Aston Martin sped by like lightning, its wheels screeching as they scraped against the ground.

As the vehicle gradually slowed down, it finally came to a steady stop in front of the Fu family's house.

The car door opened gently, and Jian Xiaohan's tall and slender figure stepped out gracefully. His long, straight legs strode out of the car, each step exuding confidence and composure.

He was carrying large and small bags of all kinds of exquisite gifts, which looked heavy, but he carried them effortlessly, as if the weight was nothing to him.

Today, as soon as he returned to the company, He Qiu hurriedly walked up to him and told him that Niannian had come to the company looking for him some time ago.

However, Jian Xiaohan was busy dealing with a mountain of work at the time and could not leave immediately.

By the time he had finally finished all the urgent and important tasks at hand, night had fallen, and the city lights illuminated the night sky.

Despite the late hour, he still decided to make time to visit Niannian at the Fu family home. Jian Xiaohan secretly speculated that perhaps Niannian had gone to the company specifically to see him because she missed him.

When Jian Xiaohan stepped into the Fu family's hall, the servants who were busy instantly stopped what they were doing and all eyes were on him.

Their eyes widened, their faces filled with astonishment, and they couldn't help but start whispering among themselves.

"Hey, look! Young Master Xiao Han, he's actually back from outside! Wasn't he staying in the guest room all day?" a young maid said in a low voice.

Another, slightly older maid chimed in, "Yes, yes, and look, his hair's gotten shorter too. Did he go out for a haircut?"

A clever little girl next to her shook her head and denied it, saying, "No, no, no, that can't be right! I've been guarding here all day and I haven't seen Young Master Xiao Han come downstairs at all!"

Does that mean he neither takes the stairs nor the elevator when he goes downstairs?

The crowd looked at each other, none of them able to offer a reasonable explanation.

……

Jian Xiaohan walked steadily past the group of people whispering to each other, and heard a faint, rustling sound in his ear.

The words seemed to be spoken in a deliberately low voice, but they still reached his ears intermittently.

He stopped and listened intently, but the indistinct fragments of words left him completely bewildered.

He wondered to himself, what were these people talking about? Why couldn't he understand a word they were saying?

Filled with questions, he remained as polite as ever and asked softly, "Nian Nian should be upstairs, right?"