Chapter 287: Wouldn't That Make People Suspicious?

Enzo locked Zhu Jingyao inside one of the private rooms, with Bodyguards guarding both inside and out; as someone who worked in scientific research and was usually lax with exercise, he had no way of escaping.

Returning to the private room where Sheng Yu was, Enzo said gloomily, "Young Master Yu, why not just give Zhu Jingyao a beating and make him hand over the data?"

Situ turned his head to look at him first, "You said beat who?"

"Beat Zhu Jingyao."

"Whose brother is he?"

Enzo blurted out: "Miss Zhu's... fine, he can't be beaten."

He glanced at the cold-faced Sheng Yu; well, Young Master Yu was definitely more frustrated than he was—if he could be beaten, he would have beaten Zhu Jingyao half to death long ago.

This Zhu Jingyao clearly knew the truth but kept it from Miss Zhu and Young Master Yu; it was a miracle he hadn't been beaten to death yet!

But no matter what, he was someone who had doted on Miss Zhu since she was little; without Miss Zhu's consent, Young Master Yu would absolutely not touch him.

Having someone knock him unconscious could be considered a minor act of revenge.

"I really didn't expect Zhu Jingyao to be able to do these things while in prison; his IQ is so high, it's a pity it wasn't used for the right path," Situ said with regret.

Enzo nodded.

Who could say otherwise?

Upon learning that there was an issue with Youyou's DNA, Young Master Yu had sent Tu Ge to investigate what Zhu Jingyao had been doing in prison over the past two years; at the time, he had even been puzzled as to why they were investigating Zhu Jingyao out of the blue.

They didn't know until they looked; after a thorough investigation, they found that Zhu Jingyao had no records of participating in labor reform for half a year, which was highly suspicious.

And that period of time happened to be the six months around when Youyou was born.

After digging deeper, they discovered that during those six months, Sheng Hongyao's secretary, the now-deceased Secretary Jiang, had traveled back and forth to the prison several times.

According to what they found, Secretary Jiang had no friends or relatives serving time in that prison at all.

Sheng Yu poured two cups of tea and placed them in front of the two men.

Situ and Enzo picked up the teacups and downed them in one gulp.

"Tastes good," Enzo subconsciously buttered him up.

"What kind of flavor can you even taste?" Situ teased him.

Enzo clicked his tongue, "It's not like I've lost my sense of taste."

Speaking of losing one's sense of taste, Enzo remembered something.

"Young Master Yu." He cleared his throat.

Sheng Yu raised his eyes and looked at him, "Speak."

As soon as he cleared his throat, even Situ and the two Bodyguards at the door looked over.

Enzo lowered his voice: "It's about the morning you asked me to go get Ning Huaiqing's hair; didn't I sneak into her bedroom?"

He paused and said: "I was only thinking about getting the hair at the time and didn't really observe my surroundings, but there was a scent in that room."

Situ frowned slightly; what kind of scent could there be in a woman's room? There was no scent in Chu Xin's room.

Sheng Yu looked at Enzo with cold eyes, signaling him to continue.

Enzo scratched his head like a fool, "I didn't realize what the scent was at first, until this morning when I remembered—it was the scent of a man... having ejaculated."

Situ's gaze faltered, and Sheng Yu knitted his brows.

Enzo's choice of words was very euphemistic this time, but as men themselves, they all understood.

"How can you be sure?" Situ stared at him, "You didn't smell it that morning."

Enzo cleared his throat again, his earlobes turning red, "That's because the last time I had a dream was a long time ago; I had a dream again last night and smelled the scent."

Sheng Yu: "..."

Situ blushed for him: "..."

The two Bodyguards at the door looked away in perfect unison, pretending to be very busy.

Sheng Yu poured himself a cup of tea, "Well done."

He paused, then said slowly: "I'm talking about your dream."

Enzo's face turned a dark, flushed red, "Young Master Yu, you can't make fun of me; wasn't I doing this so you'd know Ning Huaiqing has a man?"

Sheng Yu's expression was cold; whether Ning Huaiqing had a man had nothing to do with him.

But he was very clear about Ning Huaiqing's obsession with him, otherwise she wouldn't have given birth to Youyou.

"But how could Ning Huaiqing find a man? She clearly loves..." Situ changed his words as they reached his lips, "She clearly cares so much about Young Master Yu."

Enzo chimed in: "Exactly, that's why I found it shocking. Besides, after falling for Young Master Yu, who else could even catch her eye?"

Sometimes Situ really wanted to study how this mouth of Enzo's was grown.

How could he flatter people so seamlessly?

But when these words reached Sheng Yu's ears, he didn't feel pleased; instead, his expression grew colder, "She wasn't willing."

Enzo and Situ were both stunned.

Sheng Yu frowned slightly, "When I saw her that morning, I felt something was off; her eyes were very red. Now that I think about it, it wasn't the redness of tears of joy from seeing me, but because she had been crying for a long time."

"Is it Sheng Hongyao?" Situ's expression changed.

But who else could force Ning Huaiqing besides Sheng Hongyao?

No wonder Sheng Hongyao went to see Ning Huaiqing every day; they had initially thought Sheng Hongyao was doing it to disgust Young Master Yu, deliberately acting close to Ning Huaiqing and her son.

Now that he thought about it, his goal was Ning Huaiqing.

The more Situ thought about it, the more he felt a chill run down his spine, "If Sheng Hongyao used force on her, does that mean he has already laid his cards on the table with Ning Huaiqing? Does Ning Huaiqing already know the truth?"

Enzo cursed under his breath.

Sheng Yu lit a cigarette, tossed the lighter onto the coffee table, leaned back against the sofa, and his gaze was cold, "I don't want to have any more entanglements with her. Whether she knows or not, I have no intention of making things difficult for her."

It was just that he clearly remembered some fragments from three years ago; he had indeed touched a woman that night, and now it seemed it wasn't Ning Huaiqing.

And Ning Huaiqing also looked like she was being kept in the dark; he couldn't remember the truth of that night, and it was likely that only Sheng Hongyao knew.

He finished smoking a cigarette and stood up, saying to Enzo, "Keep an eye on Zhu Jingyao, don't let him run away."

"Yes, Young Master Yu. Are you going out?"

Sheng Yu glanced at the night scene outside, "There is no wall that doesn't let the wind through; even if we came to Yucheng low-profile, word might still have leaked out. If I leave as soon as I arrive, wouldn't that make people suspicious?"

He left the clubhouse with Situ and sat inside the car.

"Young Master Yu, are we going to the Yu Family?" Situ started the car.

Sheng Yu gave a grunt of acknowledgment and said slowly, "Go see my uncle. Didn't they say he had a fever and was sick, so he didn't go to the company? Let's go take a look."