From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love-Chapter 371 Did you find Jiang Linyu’s information?

Chapter 371: Chapter 371 Did you find Jiang Linyu’s information?

Nan Qiao went home, took a shower, turned on her computer, and started monitoring what Dong Qingqing did today.

The gift Nan Qiao gave the other day was mainly intended for Dong Qingqing, as Nan Qiao suspected she was connected to the incident.

Though eavesdropping on someone is unethical, it was necessary to find the culprit.

After listening to Dong Qingqing’s conversations, Nan Qiao didn’t hear anything useful.

Could it really not be Dong Qingqing?

Nan Qiao decided to keep monitoring. She wouldn’t give up so easily.

Taking off her headphones, Nan Qiao drew several design sketches and handed them to Deng Bingying.

...

Mo Shaolin was drowning his sorrows at the bar, drinking one glass of beer after another.

He slouched on the sofa, his collar slightly open, revealing honey-colored skin, embodying the image of a carefree playboy.

Mo Shaolin squinted his eyes slightly, then suddenly opened them wide.

He rubbed his eyes again, his gaze locking on a woman dancing in the middle of the dance floor.

Striding over determinedly, Mo Shaolin grabbed the woman mid-dance.

"Xiao Yu, what are you doing here?"

Huo Siyu pushed Mo Shaolin away, sneering disdainfully, "Who are you? Do I even know you?"

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"Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear what I said? I don’t know you, and you think you can control me? Who the hell do you think you are?"

Huo Siyu took a few steps back, glaring coldly at Mo Shaolin.

Mo Shaolin, accustomed to Huo Siyu’s gentle and charming demeanor, hadn’t imagined she had such a fiery side.

At that moment, a handsome man walked over and draped his arm casually over Huo Siyu’s shoulder. "Si Yu, who’s he?"

"Don’t know. Let’s go drink."

Unwilling to bother with Mo Shaolin, Huo Siyu turned her attention back to her evening of drinking and dancing. What did he care?

As she turned away, Mo Shaolin grabbed the man’s wrist and punched him.

The man fell to the ground, spitting out a tooth.

"You bastard, how dare you hit me!"

The man got up and grabbed a nearby beer bottle, swinging it at Mo Shaolin.

Mo Shaolin dodged, grabbed a nearby chair, and threw it at the man.

Turning around, he grabbed Huo Siyu’s hand and forcibly led her away.

Huo Siyu was almost being dragged along by Mo Shaolin; his grip was so strong that she couldn’t shake free.

"Mo Shaolin, are you insane? Do you like being abused? Are you some kind of lunatic?"

Without turning to face her or speaking a word, Mo Shaolin continued to pull Huo Siyu forward, as though he couldn’t hear anything else.

Huo Siyu finally yanked her hand free and gave Mo Shaolin a furious slap. "Mo Shaolin, we’re over! Stop intruding on my life!"

Without a backward glance, Huo Siyu stormed off, only to hear a loud thud moments later.

She turned around to see Mo Shaolin standing still, blood dripping from his forehead, with the man whom he had struck earlier standing beside him looking stunned.

Mo Shaolin kicked the man to the ground again and landed a few more punches. The man lay motionless on the floor.

Mo Shaolin stood up, looking back to find that Huo Siyu had already disappeared.

Mo Shaolin let out a bitter laugh. Huo Siyu really didn’t want anything to do with him anymore.

Even seeing him injured left her utterly indifferent.

Mo Shaolin remained still, his heart sinking into despair.

...

Nan Qiao had just finished her designs when Li Yehan climbed in through the window.

Hearing footsteps, Nan Qiao turned to find Li Yehan already wearing his slippers and approaching her.

The slippers were bought by Li Yehan himself, making it easier for him to come and go.

"Qiaoqiao, look what I brought you."

Nan Qiao set her pen down and took the folder Li Yehan handed over.

Opening it, the name Jiang Linyu stood out on the first page.

Nan Qiao’s face lit up with joy. "You found information on Jiang Linyu?"

"Yes, take a look."

Nan Qiao lowered her head and studied the file intently.

It noted that Jiang Linyu was born in Hua Country but was later adopted by someone from Dao Country and moved there.

Jiang Linyu was fluent in both languages and accompanied her adoptive father in navigating the business world.

The document included photos of Jiang Linyu with various acquaintances.

Pointing at one photo, Nan Qiao commented, "The person next to Jiang Linyu here specializes in the Poisonous Insect Technique. My master and I have met him before."

Li Yehan replied, "Jiang Linyu is likely skilled in the Poisonous Insect Technique herself, probably taught by him. Among these individuals, some might even be Jiang Linyu’s mentors."

Nan Qiao hadn’t uncovered this much on her own; undoubtedly, Li Yehan was exceptional in his methods.

"I’ve assigned someone to reinvestigate her adoptive parents," Li Yehan said.

He hadn’t expected that Jiang Linyu had hidden so much. A fresh investigation from a new angle might yield surprising results.

"Li Yehan, you’re incredible. How about I have Houzi learn from your intelligence team later?"

"No need for that."

Nan Qiao: ??

"Why not?" Nan Qiao asked puzzledly. Could it be that Li Yehan didn’t want Houzi involved?

Standing, Li Yehan gazed down at her as she sat, her curiosity evident in her upturned eyes.

Leaning closer, he affectionately tapped her nose and smiled. "Qiaoqiao, what’s mine is yours. There’s no need for Houzi to learn anything. Whatever information you need, I’ll help you investigate."

Li Yehan pulled out his phone, ready to assist Nan Qiao himself.

"I’ll send his number to you so you’ll have all his contact details. Just add him, and if you need anything, let him know."

Li Yehan’s casual demeanor left Nan Qiao astonished.

"You’re letting me access your network just like that? Li Yehan, don’t you trust me a little too much?"

Li Yehan laughed lightly. "If I don’t trust you, who else can I trust?"

After sending a message, Li Yehan addressed the team leader. "My wife will add you on WeChat soon. No matter who she wants to investigate, you must assist her thoroughly."

The leader replied hesitantly, "What if Madam wants to investigate you?"

Li Yehan responded, "She can."

The leader: "..."

He really hadn’t expected Li Yehan to be this indulgent. Truly a startling revelation!

Unaware of the leader’s thoughts, Li Yehan pocketed his phone and said to Nan Qiao, "Go ahead and add him. I’ve sorted everything out."

Nan Qiao added the contact, who instantly accepted and sent a message: "Madam, greetings! Let me know if you need anything, and I’m at your service."

Nan Qiao chuckled. "He’s hilarious."

Sitting down beside her, Li Yehan pulled Nan Qiao into his arms.

"Qiaoqiao, I’d give you anything. When will you finally marry me?"

Nan Qiao set her phone down with a sigh. "Li Yehan, are you a marriage maniac?"

"Qiaoqiao, I’m completely crazy right now. I just want to marry you."

Nan Qiao nudged him away, standing up to tidy her designs on the table.

"Li Yehan, there are still many things left unfinished. For now, get rid of that idea."

Li Yehan took off his suit jacket and sat down with a resigned expression.

"I’ll do as you wish. Whenever you agree, we’ll get married then."

Nan Qiao turned back with a smile. "You make it sound so simple. A wedding takes a lot of preparation."

"Qiaoqiao, money is a wonderful thing. With enough money, nothing is unattainable. Besides, I’ve already prepared everything. I’m just waiting for you to give the okay."

Nan Qiao: "..."

Li Yehan truly had some serious financial clout.