"Qin Nan, it's me. Help me check the surveillance footage of this section of the XX road. I'm looking for a man," He Lanjin said as soon as young master Qin's face appeared on her iPad. It did not take her long to see that Qin Nan was being his flirtatious self, drinking with the Internet celebrities beside him.
Realizing that it was He Lanjin calling him on video, Qin Nan hurriedly pushed away the girls beside him and said, "Looking for a man? I've been waiting years for you, He Lanjin. But you don't care for the richest and the most handsome man in Jiang City! Do you think Lu Zifan, that country bumpkin, is better than me?"
"Don't talk nonsense with me," He Lanjin said.
Without hanging up on the video call with He Lanjin, Qin Nan immediately made a phone call. On the other end of the video, his expression changed. He looked at He Lanjin's face on his iPad and said, "The power lines on that section of the road have short-circuited tonight. There was nothing left."
"Got it," He Lanjin said as she threw the iPad on the passenger seat. Qin Nan's loud voice came from the other end, making her head hurt more.
What a coincidence that the lines were short-circuited! It seemed that the only thing to do was to start from this house. He Lanjin would find him eventually.
The pitch-black road seemed to devour the earth.
Qiao Hanye sat in the back seat of the limited edition luxury car, resting with his eyes closed.
Driving the car, Han Beicheng looked at the rearview mirror and said in a low and respectful voice, "Master, the information you want has been sent to your phone. You have never trifled with women before. Are you ready to..."
Before Han Beicheng could finish, he saw Qiao Hanye open his eyes. Cold as ice, they stared back at Han Beicheng's eyes on the mirror. Han Beicheng quickly changed tack, saying, "I mean, should we release the news that the descendants of the Qiao family have returned to Jiang City?"
"No need."
Gripping the steering wheel, Han Beicheng's hands were sweating with excitement. Qiao Hanye had just harassed a woman, and seemingly for nothing. Han Beicheng was of the belief that all eighteen generations of the Qiao family would rise up from their graves just to know how the situation came to be.
Han Beicheng recalled how the conversation between his master and the woman went. Never did he imagine that Qiao Hanye would accuse a woman of wanting to rape him. Han Beicheng was so shocked that he fell off the wall. His painful butt told him that all of this was true.
Han Beicheng glanced at Qiao Hanye's reflection in the rearview mirror and cleared his throat. "Master, the young master of the Lu family was actually caught in the women's restroom for soliciting prostitutes despite the fact that the Lu family is forging an alliance with the He family," Han Beicheng sighed. "The waters in Jiang City run very deep."
Qiao Hanye ignored Han Beicheng, as his gaze fell on the financial bulletin on his iPad. He mindlessly clicked on the entertainment section. The exquisite little face on the breaking news had a look of despair, as if she had been abandoned and betrayed by the whole world. Deep in thought, Qiao Hanye lowered his eyes to look at the phone beside him.
He thought of her sneaky figure in the nightclub and the domineering calmness of the body search just now. Just how many aspects of this woman were unknown to people? The corners of Qiao Hanye's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was looking forward to learning them all.
Jiang City seemed to be an interesting place. Still, some people had to pay a painful price for what they had done.
"He Lanjin." Qiao Hanye looked at the information Han Beicheng provided. His gaze lingered on the name, which he committed to his heart.
At this moment, on the road...
He Lanjin was being toyed with. She slammed the steering wheel in anger and drove back to the city. How she loathed losing the evidence that would reveal the true colors of He Ruoxue and Lu Zifan, especially because her parents would not believe her until she gave them some proof.
While mulling over her next move, He Lanjin passed by the square and saw the news broadcast on the screen. "Miss He has been hurt by young master Lu," a newscaster reported. "Her emotions are unstable. She may have committed suicide. Please take note of this..."
"COMMITTED SUICIDE?" He Lanjin's eyes lit up when she heard these words, and she suddenly thought of an idea. She must really show them how full of love and anguish she was.