The poorest rich man novel (Chen Hao)

Chapter 693 Chen Pingan

“What did you say? She’s missing?” Yun Qing raged.

“Forgive me, Master! I remember hearing noises from Miss Fang’s room when she was still there, but I

thought nothing of it. Next thing I knew, Xiao Hong was unconscious when I checked on her, and Miss

Fang was gone!” Xiao Hong was the servant that Yun Qing had instructed to look after Fang Jiannan,

and she was indeed unconscious when Yun Qing went to the room, with Fang Jiannan nowhere to be

seen.

Yun Qing closed her eyes for a moment, and calmed herself enough to sense her surroundings. When

she opened her eyes again, she barked, “She must have been rescued recently, so they can’t have

gone far. Go after them in every direction possible!”

All her subordinates trembled as they heard her command and they immediately followed her orders.

Meanwhile, Fang Jiannan wriggled out of a middle-aged man’s grip by the shore of a big river, then

asked warily, “Let me go! W-Who are you?” The man had a strange face and just over 30 minutes ago,

he’d suddenly appeared in her room, knocked Xiao Hong out cold and sprinted away, taking her along

with him.

He was going so fast to the point that Fang Jiannan felt like she was flying. Save for Chen Hao and

Yun Qing, she’d never seen anyone like this and that scared her, especially now that he’d brought her

to a big river surrounded by tall trees.

“Who am I? I’m the one who saved you!” The man smiled.

“Do you know Chen Hao? Did he send you to rescue me?” Fang Jiannan honestly couldn’t think of

anyone who’d know such an expert except for Chen Hao.

“You can say that, but I would have rescued you even if he didn’t tell me to!” The man smiled bitterly.

He was carrying a strange big bag on his slightly humpbacked body, and his face was scarred as if

he’d been burned. It was a scary sight, but Fang Jiannan was ecstatic when she heard what he said.

“Does that mean you know Chen Hao? Where is he right now? Why didn’t he come for me himself?”

Fang Jiannan asked hastily.

“He’s with me, but he has some things to take care of and I know he’s been worried about you. You

know his personality well too. So long as you’re held captive by that woman, he won’t sleep well at

night!” the man said. Fang Jiannan felt more joyful upon hearing this, because it seemed that Chen

Hao still cared about her, or at least, enough to worry about her.

Fang Jiannan suddenly realized that she didn’t want much, and Chen Hao caring about her was more

than enough to satisfy her. “Wait a minute, mister. You said you’d save me even if Chen Hao didn’t ask

you to!” she exclaimed. For some reason, even during the brief conversation with this man, Fang

Jiannan realized that he wasn’t scary. In fact, his gaze was surprisingly gentle when it was directed

toward her and it made her feel a sense of kinship.

“Hehe, you look just like your aunt, Jiannan, and your cousin Ziyue too.” The man turned to smile at

her.

“Wait, h-how do you know my name? And how do you know my aunt and Ziyue? Who are you?” That

sentence seriously confused Fang Jiannan.

“Of course I know them. I probably know about the Fang family better than you do!” the man said with a

bitter smile, then carefully took out a photo. Upon closer inspection, Fang Jiannan realized it was a

photo of Su Ziyue.

Fang Jiannan was a smart girl. Feeling shocked upon seeing the photo, she quickly looked more

closely at the man’s eyes; it was no wonder that she could feel a sense of kinship when she looked at

him, for she realized with a start that the man’s eyes closely resembled Chen Hao’s and so did his

face.

Combining everything she knew with what she heard him say just now, Fang Jiannan felt her whole

body starting to shake as she came to a realization. “Are you my aunt’s husband, Chen Hao’s uncle? All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

My missing uncle-in-law?” she asked tentatively.

“Hehe, you’re just as smart as your aunt, Jiannan.” The man smiled.

“Oh! You’re really…” Fang Jiannan clapped a hand over her mouth in surprise. “Mister—no, Uncle! I

thought you were missing? Why are you here? And what happened to your face?” Fang Jiannan

asked, still shocked.

She’d heard her aunt say that this uncle of hers, Chen Pingan, was a conventionally attractive man, but

now with that scarred face of his, no wonder she was so surprised.

“I had to resort to this in order to escape. It’s better like this anyway, because I can hide myself, which

makes it easier for me to investigate some things.” Chen Pingan’s eyes regained their former

peacefulness.

“So, not even Chen Hao knows your true identity? He doesn’t know that you’re the uncle he’s been

searching for all these time?” Fang Jiannan asked.

“Of course he doesn’t. I haven’t determined whether that person is good or evil, so I can’t reveal myself

to him just yet. That way, I can still help him in secret!” Chen Pingan smiled.

“Who do you mean when you refer to ‘that person’?” Fang Jiannan asked.

“You can’t know either, or all my efforts will have been in vain if it was exposed. Jiannan, it was purely

coincidental that I revealed myself to you, so you have to keep this a secret for me!” Chen Pingan said.

“Alright, Uncle!”

Actually, Chen Pingan had always been a calm person and no matter how much he missed his family,

he always controlled himself from meeting them for the sake of his investigation.

Ever since he’d heard Chen Hao say that Jiannan had been captured by Yun Qing, he’d secretly

searched for her location before taking the chance to finally break her out on this day.

But she looked so much like her aunt that Chen Pingan couldn’t help but get sentimental, which led to

him ending up revealing his true identity to her.

“Where are we going now?” Fang Jiannan asked.

“Don’t you want to see Chen Hao? I’m taking you to him. If I’m not wrong, he should be home by now!”

Chen Pingan said.

Fang Jiannan nodded solemnly, but they’d only taken several steps when Chen Pingan suddenly

stopped in his tracks and a flash of coldness crossed his initially peaceful eyes as he scanned around

their surroundings.

“Jiannan, I’m afraid it’ll take us another while before we can return!” he said.

“What? Why?”

“Because I don’t want to be followed into our own house, and risk having it destroyed by these people.

So, I’ll have to take care of them right here right now!” The corner of Chen Pingan’s lips lifted into a

smile.

“But Uncle, there’s no one here.” No matter how she looked, she couldn’t see anyone.

“They’re 50 miles away, going in 4 separate groups and headed in different directions. A dozen of them

are headed straight for us.” A tinge of dark green flashed in his eyes, surprising Fang Jiannan.

“You can see things as far as 50 miles away, Uncle?” she asked

“Heh, I can see even further than that…” Chen Pingan smiled bitterly.