Stone Forest.
Huarong Technology Headquarters.
Inside Meng Hao's luxurious apartment.
Qin Muyan, dressed in very revealing clothing, her hair loose and wearing a shirt... The air conditioning inside was at full blast, yet she felt no chill... She pouted, her left arm draped over her delicate legs, while her right hand expertly navigated the mouse, clicking away on Meng Hao's computer.
Damn Meng Hao!
Stupid Meng Hao!!
Bastard Meng Hao!!!
It's been over three months since they last met.
He hasn't even bothered to come back and visit.
Ever since that day more than three months ago.
When Meng Hao was suddenly whisked away by that vixen Zhang Xijin in a military helicopter, it's been over three months now.
This damned Meng Hao, he doesn't even bother to come back and see her.
Although,
She had already come to terms with it.
Knowing that Meng Hao would never belong to just her in the future.
However.
Qin Muyan, being a smart woman who had the advantage of proximity,
had managed to become Meng Hao's first woman through her relentless efforts.
As a traditional woman.
If one were to use ancient terms from Great Xia,
she would undoubtedly be considered the principal wife, the first lady.
This Zhang Xijin was too rude, directly luring Meng Hao away.
What was even more outrageous.
Previously.
Meng Hao would message her every day and have video calls every few days.
But just a few days ago, this damn man seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth.
His phone was unreachable.
And his WeChat messages went unanswered.
Men.
Once let loose, they're like wild horses on the run, completely forgetting to communicate with home.
And now.
She, Qin Muyan, had to rely on the internet to find out about Meng Hao's situation.
Looking at the screen full of news about Meng Hao.
The entire world was astonished and amazed by the technological feats Meng Hao had achieved.
Despite her immense resentment, a smile slowly spread across her lips.
Hmph.
Meng Hao.
This man.
She was his first woman.
However.
Meng Hao's sudden surge in popularity, with the whole world buzzing about him,
did instill a trace of unease in Qin Muyan's heart... a feeling that something wasn't quite right.
"Never mind, Brother Hao must be out having a blast, he's probably forgotten to contact home!"
"After all, Brother Hao is someone the military authorities highly value, so nothing bad could possibly happen to him."
"But, where are you now, Brother Hao? What's happening? Can't you just send a message to let us know you're safe!"
A beloved journeys thousands of miles away.
At home, a devoted woman yearns for him.
...
Australia.
The Indian delegation.
Zhang Xijin hadn't had a good rest in days.
If she had known that Brother Hao would disappear after this trip,
she would have insisted on staying by his side last time.
These past few days.
She had lost count of how many times she had tried calling Meng Hao.
But, without exception, his phone was always switched off.
Many members of the Indian delegation had come to comfort her.
And expressed that.
India's official and military bodies had already initiated diplomatic intervention with the United States.
However.
How effective could the negotiations be with an unreliable country like India?
After not hearing from Meng Hao for days, Zhang Xijin suddenly found that the entire internet was flooded with news about him.
Looking at the high praise from the U.S. military, the official representatives of ASML's lithography machines from the Netherlands, and the royal family of Sweden towards Brother Hao.
Zhang Xijin, who had undergone half a year of rigorous, hellish training with the Great Xia military, felt a slight sense of reassurance.
No matter what.
The fact that Western countries had suddenly elevated Meng Hao's status so highly... at least proved that Brother Hao's safety was guaranteed.
Otherwise.
Creating such a stir.
Wouldn't the United States risk a complete fallout with Great Xia!
"Brother Hao."
"Where are you now?"
"If there's a next time, I will never leave your side, not even seven steps away."
...
As the entire network, the nation, and the globe showered Meng Hao with endless admiration.
In the capital, Elder Ouyang convened another meeting at his official residence.
The atmosphere in the conference room of his private mansion was rather solemn.
"Currently, there has been almost no progress in the rescue efforts for Meng Hao!"
"However, the United States has tacitly admitted that they are detaining Meng Hao... and their excuse and reason is that they invited Meng Hao as a guest... These shameless people."
"Of course, our work has not been entirely in vain; at least we can now be certain that Meng Hao's life is not in danger."
After a preliminary briefing on the rescue progress for Meng Hao.
The conversation quickly shifted to other matters.
But it was strange.
The matter of Meng Hao's detention should have been handled with the utmost discretion by the United States.
Instead.
Starting from yesterday.
The United States, the Netherlands, and Sweden had released a massive amount of information, all praising and extolling Meng Hao.
Even more bizarre.
The keyboard warriors and haters who used to lurk online had all changed their tune, completely deifying Meng Hao as if he were a god of technology.
This was highly counterintuitive.
"Everyone, what are your thoughts on this?"
After relaying the specific situation, Elder Ouyang posed the question to those attending the meeting.
Soon.
The conference room erupted in a cacophony of discussions.
"Elder, there must be something fishy going on... Although it involves the Netherlands and Sweden, I can be sure that the puppet master behind this is the United States... It's certain they're brewing some malicious scheme!"
"Normally, the United States would do everything to smear us to the extreme. How could they possibly elevate Meng Hao to such a high status now!"
"Damn it, the United States playing tricks and hatching schemes has become an ironclad rule... It's just that until the conspiracy is revealed, we have no way of knowing what they're up to!"
Ever since hearing that Meng Hao had been abducted by the United States.
Elder Ouyang's expression had been grim.
And as everyone in the room continued to debate, he seemed to discern a glimmer of insight from the fog.
This discussion.
Lasted for a good half hour.
After an intensely heated debate.
Other than concluding that the United States was certainly harboring ill intentions, almost no one could offer even a slightly concrete direction for judgment.
As the sounds of discussion gradually subsided.
Elder Ouyang then spoke unhurriedly.
"Everyone."
"We must start from the original information."
"Take a look at the statements issued by the U.S. military, ASML of the Netherlands, and the royal family of Sweden."
Huh?
Is there something wrong with the statements they issued?
Everyone, following Elder Ouyang's line of thought, re-examined the public statements of these institutions.
Aside from piling on flowery language, using the most grand and laudatory terms to describe Meng Hao, there was nothing unusual.
"Elder, don't keep us in suspense."
"We still haven't seen what the problem is."
"Yes, you should just reveal the answer!"