Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare

Chapter 1122 - 1141: Unable to Find An Nan (5)

Zhan Qiyi returned to his room and immediately called for his assistant: "Is there anything the CEO needs to instruct?"

"Yes, there is one thing for you."

"Okay."

Then, Zhan Qiyi opened his phone, his slender fingers sliding across the screen a few times, then he looked up and continued, "I just sent you a photo. Immediately find the woman in the photo and investigate her background."

"Okay, I understand, CEO. I’ll get started right away."

"Good, also remember not to reveal our whereabouts."

"You can rest assured, CEO, I have already taken care of everything."

"Alright, go ahead and get busy!"

An Nan was woken up by hunger. As a pregnant woman, she eats more, and when at home, someone is always there to remind her to eat on time. But now, being outside, it’s different.

This is the moment when one truly appreciates the comforts of home.

An Nan’s moment of self-reflection didn’t last long. She understood all too well that no amount of reflection would fill her stomach, so when out and about, she had to rely on herself.

She quickly climbed out of bed. The spacious living room was still silent, and she figured those four people were still asleep, so she had no intention to disturb them. She then sat on the sofa, picked up her phone, and called room service.

She expected to wait for a while at least, but surprisingly, the doorbell rang within a minute.

An Nan walked to the door with a heart full of curiosity: "Wow, your service is fast!"

The room service attendant gave a respectful smile: "Miss, it’s not our service speed but rather that the CEO had arranged everything in advance. We’re always ready, so whenever you need something, we deliver immediately."

So that’s how it was. An Nan quickly nodded and stepped aside from the door.

The room service staff set the exquisite meal on the dining table and then quietly left.

An Nan returned to the sofa and picked up the room service phone to call Zhan Qiyi.

"Awake?" The voice was still gentle and warm, as if An Nan was still asleep.

"Yeah, just woke up."

"Are you hungry? I’ll have someone bring you some food."

An Nan quickly declined: "No need, I have already ordered. I haven’t had the chance to thank you yet."

The soft laughter from the other end of the phone continued to enter her ear through the receiver: "Why be so polite with me? Go eat, otherwise it will get cold. I’ll be there shortly, the investigation you asked for has results."

"Good, I’ll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, An Nan first went to the door, left it slightly ajar, then returned to the dining table and began to eat slowly and carefully.

While eating, she was pondering the identity of the woman in the photo, what her relationship with Han Xiayang was. As for her own situation, she genuinely had no worries. That supposed Zhang Ziyin was, in her view, nothing more than cannon fodder.

Her husband, over the years, had met countless beauties. If he truly liked them, he would have already flirted and caused trouble long ago; why wait until now?

Nevertheless, he still needed a lesson. Being so easily entangled with a woman was a mistake on his part.