The president tried to trick me Chapter 2240

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Previously on The president tried to trick me...
Yan Yuhan returns home injured after a three-day disappearance, aided by an Zijin and Tu Ming, and kept secret by his sister. Wu Shu reports that Han Zhang is dead and Han Jingjing has been captured, with plans for her secret execution. Meanwhile, the situation in Macau is being handled, with Yan Yuhan deciding some people should remain there.

Although he didn't inquire specifically, he uttered, "Furthermore, the background checks on everyone staying at the mountain accommodations have been completed."

With that statement, Wu Shu retrieved another file bag and presented it to Yan Yuhan.

Upon their departure, Yan Yuhan bestowed 200,000 yuan upon them as a token of his gratitude.

It wasn't a substantial sum, but he wished to avoid arousing their suspicion, and subsequently, prevent them from identifying him.

The reason for now tasking Wu Shu with investigations was purely a precautionary measure.

He needed to confirm that each individual's history and identity were impeccable, thereby ensuring they would not reveal the truth at some future juncture.

After all, should Yan Yuhan aspire to run for the presidency later on, he would first have to distance himself completely from Lego.

This very consideration was one of the factors that led him to permit that particular group of individuals to travel to Macau.

Over the years, Chang Qiye had grown increasingly compliant, and Granny Lei was advancing in age. They were precisely the sort of people who most desired a settled life.

He had arranged for them to deplete their resources. After a suitable period, Yan Yuhan would deliberate with them on the dissolution of all their enterprises. At that point, Rao City would finally be free from Lego's criminal underbelly.

Certain arrangements required forethought and preparation.

Yan Yuhan idly browsed through the documents in his possession. His gaze lingered, and he unexpectedly paused upon encountering a photograph of An Zijin.

Noticing his reaction, Wu Shu refrained from further comment and quietly exited the room.

A sudden stillness enveloped the space.

Yan Yuhan's eyes remained fixed for a moment. He carefully withdrew An Zijin's photograph.

A girl, appearing to be sixteen or seventeen, possessed an aura of pure, unblemished innocence. A subtle smile graced the corners of her lips, and she radiated a beauty akin to a flower unfurling in the early spring.

For reasons he couldn't quite articulate, her thoughts drifted to the meticulous manner in which An Zijin had changed her bandages, the lighthearted conversations they had shared, and the clarity of her voice...

In her presence, he inexplicably found a sense of profound ease.

An Zijin...

Ruff, ruff, ruff.

Lost in his reverie, a series of knocks echoed from the door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Only then did Yan Yuhan regain his composure. "Enter," he commanded.

He casually tucked An Zijin's photograph away. Turning his attention upward, he saw his younger sister entering the room.

Yan Yusheng carried a bowl of steaming porridge. "Brother, please eat something. Aunt Liu personally prepared this. She said it's good for warming your stomach and soothing your throat."

Aware of Yan Yuhan's throat injury, Liu Juan had thoughtfully infused the porridge with traditional Chinese herbs known for their throat-healing properties.

Yan Yuhan offered a slight nod, accepting the bowl and gently stirring its contents.

Yan Yusheng's hands were now free. As her gaze fell, she noticed the documents resting to the side, a photograph peeking out diagonally. It depicted a strikingly attractive young woman.

A gasp of surprise escaped her lips. "What a beautiful girl!"

While expressing her admiration, Yan Yusheng reached out and carefully retrieved the photograph. After a brief, close examination, she inquired of Yan Yuhan, "Brother, who is this? I don't recall ever seeing her before."

Yan Yuhan was in the midst of savoring a spoonful of porridge, his heart filled with a quiet warmth. Upon hearing her question, he offered no direct answer, instead smiling and asking, "Do you like her?"

"I do!" Yan Yusheng affirmed, her eyes returning to the girl in the picture. A gentle smile played on her lips as she asked, "How old is she?"

"Seventeen," Yan Yuhan replied.

Yan Yusheng's smile widened with delight. "Then she's our age! Brother, who is she, truly?"

"I will introduce her to you shortly," Yan Yuhan responded with a smile, withholding the full details for the moment.

Upon hearing this, Yan Yusheng pouted. The suspense was almost unbearable!

However, since her brother had promised an introduction soon, she decided to let it be for now.

Currently, she had a more pressing matter to discuss with him.

With this thought, she cleared her throat and inquired in a somewhat ingratiating tone, "Brother, you've been home for these past few days, haven't you?"