“That’s it!” Qiao Nian’s eyes sparkled with dazzling light, like a starry sky dotted with stars, full of vitality and brilliance, as if it could illuminate her path forward, firm and confident.
She reached out to get it.
"I'll do it." Ye Wangchuan blocked her hand, bent down and took out the cowhide bags, put them on the table, and let her pass: "Look now."
Qiao Nian put away her lowered hand, unable to describe the feeling of someone rushing to do dangerous things in front of her.
She was used to standing in front of everyone and facing danger independently, but one day someone would lightly pull her hand away and say something.
'I come'.
She walked over slowly, showing no emotion on the surface, but there was an indescribable wave in her heart.
However, Qiao Nian rarely loses focus when doing business. She quickly adjusted her mood and devoted herself to checking out the secrets hidden in these cowhide bags.
There were not many cowhide bags that Elena hid. The one Qiao Nian opened contained some secrets of the Irene family, which involved some investigation information about the current patriarch Irene Wo. It stated that although Irene Vo had never been married, , but she was actually pregnant once, and then the child was miscarried. She also went to the hospital for a secret uterine evacuation operation. There was a pathology report provided by the doctor at the time, which clearly stated that Irenevo had injured her body and suffered from lifelong infertility. .
Qiao Nian was not interested in the secrets of the Irene family. He scanned the report from top to bottom, and then stuffed it back into the document bag after roughly reading the report.
She looked up and saw that the man was still looking at the contents of another document bag with a slightly strange expression.
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows: "What did you find?"
“A secret.”
Ye Wangchuan was not angry when her thoughts were interrupted. He handed her the part he had read. His voice was as low and magnetic as iced whiskey, hot and a little cold. Qiao Nian lowered his head and looked at the documents she took from him. As soon as he glanced at them, he stood upright from his casual posture.
“Tsk!” She clicked her tongue and looked faster. The more she looked, the more shocking and unbelievable it became.
After reading the pages in her hand, she raised her eyelids and dark eyes to observe the man's reaction.
Ye Wangchuan is still reading the rest of the content carefully. His side face is as smooth as jade, and his nose is high and carved, like a calm deep sea without any fluctuations.
Qiao Nian felt a burst of boredom for no reason. She wanted to reach for the lighter in her pocket in annoyance, but found that she had left the lighter in Beijing and didn't bring it with her because she came here in a hurry.
She raised her eyes again, but stopped talking: "You..."
Qiao Nian saw the man raise his head and look over, his eyes clear and unadulterated, as if he didn't understand what she was asking.
“Damn.” She was not a person who liked to talk around in circles. She strode over, put her hand on his shoulder, and said bluntly: “That document says...”
Ye Wangchuan took half a second to react, and suddenly showed a dumbfounded expression. He picked up the thin page of paper in his hand with **** and shook it: "What do you mean?"
Qiao Nian was speechless for a moment.
His eyes were deep, his lips pursed, and he said nonchalantly: "I have never recognized the other half of my blood. They are just ordinary strangers to me."
Qiao Nian raised her heart and put it back down a little. After observing that his expression didn't look angry, she exhaled, "I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable." (End of Chapter)