800: Chapter 795 is a person with a story.

On the inner side of that woman's wrist was a very special tattoo.

That wasn't an ordinary tattoo.

It was a black begonia flower.

The petals were incomplete.

[Ding!]

Without any warning, that familiar mechanical sound exploded in his mind.

Shen Yan's fingers, holding the coffee cup, tapped lightly on the side of the cup.

Here it comes.

[Key plot character detected.]

[Name: Su Qing (Original Name: Ye Qingmei)]

[Identity: Illegitimate daughter of the Ye Family in the Capital, holder of the key to the Ye Family's core business secret, the 'Moonlight Project'.]

[Current Status: Under secret pursuit by a collateral branch of the Ye Family, in extremely dangerous circumstances.]

[Random Mission Triggered: The Fleeing Black Begonia.]

[Mission Description: The Ye Family has dispatched the 'Cleaner' to reclaim the key. If the Host chooses to stand by and do nothing, Su Qing will be in a car accident tonight, the key will be lost, and Doudou will become an orphan.]

[Mission Options:]

[A: Not my business, staying out of it. Reward: None.]

[B: Provide critical assistance. Reward: One piece of advanced wealth intelligence, one favor from the main branch of the Ye Family.]

A massive stream of information instantly unfolded before Shen Yan's eyes.

It was like watching a movie played back at high speed.

So that's how it is.

No wonder this woman, despite her simple attire, carried an innate grace in every move.

No wonder that child Doudou, though quiet, possessed overly good manners.

It turns out she was from the Ye Family in the Capital.

That behemoth that held absolute power in the North.

Shen Yan's gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Su Qing's panicked eyes.

She seemed to notice Shen Yan's gaze and instinctively pulled her sleeve down, covering the tattoo.

"Um... Mr. Shen, I apologize for disturbing you."

Su Qing picked up Doudou and turned to leave.

Her steps were quick, almost stumbling.

Because right under the streetlights of the villa area, a black Buick commercial van was parked.

The windows were covered with dark film, making it impossible to see the people inside.

But in Shen Yan's 'vision,' that car emitted a dazzling red light.

That was a danger signal.

That was the Cleaner's car.

As soon as Su Qing walked out of the gate of this villa area, that car would follow her like a ghost.

Then, at an intersection without surveillance, they would stage a perfect 'accident'.

Shen Yan put down the coffee cup in his hand.

If it were the old him, he might have chosen the path of least trouble.

After all, meddling in the messy affairs of the Ye Family in the Capital was not easy.

But now?

He glanced at Youyou, who was currently pressed against the window, reluctantly watching Doudou's retreating back.

The loss in his daughter's eyes was so obvious.

Besides.

That was the core algorithm for Artificial Intelligence.

It was exactly what his company urgently needed for its next transformation.

A business delivered right to his doorstep—only an idiot would refuse it.

"Wait a moment."

Shen Yan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable penetrating force.

Su Qing, who had already reached the door, froze.

She turned back, her eyes full of vigilance, and one hand had already quietly slipped into her trench coat pocket.

That was a stress response.

"Mr. Shen... Is there something else?"

Shen Yan didn't speak.

He slowly took out a small notepad from the drawer of the coffee table.

He casually picked up a pen and wrote down a string of numbers on it.

Then, he stood up and walked to the door.

He didn't get too close, maintaining a social distance that made the other party feel safe.

"Doudou is a very smart child, and Youyou really likes him."

Shen Yan held the notepad between two fingers and offered it over.

"This is the phone number of a friend of mine."

Su Qing was stunned.

She didn't take it, just looked warily at the paper.

"Mr. Shen, I don't understand what you mean."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand."

Shen Yan lowered his voice, so low that only the two of them could hear.

"But that black Buick car outside, I think you should understand what it means."

Boom!

Something seemed to explode in Su Qing's mind.

Her face instantly turned pale, her eyes wide open, staring fixedly at Shen Yan.

How did he know?

During this escape, she had changed three cities and used over a dozen fake identities.

Even the Ye Family had only recently found a slight clue.

How could this man she just met see through it at a glance?

"Don't be nervous."

Shen Yan looked calm, as if he were discussing the weather.

"I'm not interested in your secrets, nor do I want to get involved in your family's petty affairs."

"But I don't want Youyou to hear bad news about her friend when she goes to school tomorrow."

He tucked that notepad into the side pocket of Doudou's small schoolbag.

"The owner of this number is Ning Ke."

"Tell him it was I who asked you to call."

"As long as you are within the territory of Jinghai City and make this call, the people in that Buick won't dare to touch a single hair on your head."

Ning Ke.

The 'middleman' who was adept at navigating both the business world and the underworld in Jinghai City.

Of course, he was also the partner with the highest favorability rating in Shen Yan's system panel.

Su Qing's hand was trembling.

She looked deeply at the man before her.

Young, handsome, seemingly gentle and refined, yet his eyes hid an unfathomable abyss.

This was definitely not just an ordinary startup boss.

"Why are you helping me?"

Su Qing's voice trembled.

"I already told you."

Shen Yan turned, waved his hand with his back to her, and walked back to the living room.

"Youyou needs a playmate."

"That's all."

"Also, turn left when you exit, use the side door. The security guard over there is my man."

The main door slowly closed.

Shutting out the cold wind and that dangerous Buick outside from the world.

Su Qing stood on the steps, tightly clutching the strap of Doudou's schoolbag.

After a long moment.

She bowed deeply toward the closed main door.

Then, clutching Doudou tightly, she ran toward the side door without looking back.

Inside the house.

[Ding!]

[Host has made a choice and intervened in the plot.]

[Mission: The Fleeing Black Begonia (Stage One) is complete.]

[Rewards being issued...]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: One piece of advanced wealth intelligence.]

Shen Yan sat back down on the sofa and picked up the coffee cup, which had cooled slightly.

He drank it all in one gulp.

After the bitterness came a rich aftertaste.

"What's wrong? Was there a problem with that parent?"

Liu Hui was a smart woman; she noticed the slight awkwardness in the atmosphere just now.

"Nothing."

Shen Yan picked up a new building block and played with it in his hand.

"Just a person with a story."

He precisely fitted the block into the disassembled Luban Lock Youyou had been working on.

Click.

He had thought that the notepad with the phone number from last night was already the extent of his kindness.

After all, in this Jinghai City, anyone who could get Ning Ke to personally intervene and guarantee them protection would command respect even from the King of Hell.

Shen Yan sat in the leather swivel chair in the study, flipping through a proposal concerning neural network algorithms.

This was the highlight of the company's next transformation.