Thinking of this, Ye Huang felt some anticipation stirring inside.
Having watched her endure grievances since she was little, he was powerless to help, but now that she had her own dreams, he was especially keen to see her succeed.
Soon, Fu Xue came in to report, "Young Master Ye, I've thoroughly investigated, and the two kidnappings of the young madam were not carried out by the same group of people."
Ye Huang's pupils shrank violently, his fingers curling into fists. Could there be others targeting him?
"Besides Madam Xiangrui, who else could it be?" A tsunami of righteous fury surged in Ye Huang's eyes, the intent to kill looming large.
"The previous kidnapping was orchestrated by Qi Zihua. I guess his aim was to put on a heroic rescue act to gain the young madam's favor," Fu Xue said.
Ye Huang was taken aback for a moment. "Him?"
"Yes." Fu Xue silently lit a candle in his heart for Qi Zihua.
