"Mr. Jie, I've followed your instructions to investigate. Most of the major families in our country have their own tokens, but none of them have a hairpin as a token. Should we expand our search area?"
Yao's voice came from the other end of the phone.
The hairpin obtained from Qin Mo had become the only clue to unravel Qin Youxuan's origin.
"Let the search continue. If we can't find it in our country, we will begin investigating abroad. Also, issue a search for it in the black market under the guise of purchasing. Let's see if anyone recognizes the hairpin."
"Alright."
After hanging up the phone, Dan Hanjie casually tossed his cell phone aside, fixing his gaze on the woman wrapped in his arms.
He playfully rubbed the tip of her delicate nose with his long finger.
Seeing her pouting in displeasure, he instantly withdrew his hand and held her even closer.
The car drove steadily down the road.
...
For the following two days, Qin Youxuan stayed in the villa to rest.
