"That's it!" Qiao Nian's eyes sparkled with dazzling light, like a starry sky dotted with stars, full of vitality and spirit, as if they could illuminate her way forward, firm and confident.
She reached out to take it.
"I'll do it." Ye Wangchuan pushed her hand away, bent down and took out the cowhide bags, put them on the table, and let her go: "Now take a look."
Qiao Nian put away her hanging hands, unable to describe the feeling in her heart that someone was rushing to do something dangerous in front of her.
She is used to standing in front of everyone and facing danger alone, but one day someone will casually pull her hand away and say something.
'I come'.
She walked over slowly, showing no emotion on the surface, but there were unspeakable waves in her heart.
However, Qiao Nian rarely gets distracted when doing serious work. She quickly adjusted her mood and devoted herself to checking the secrets hidden in these cowhide bags.
Elena didn't hide many cowhide bags. The one that Qiao Nian opened contained some secrets of the Elin family, including some investigative materials about the current clan leader, Elin Wo. It stated that although Elin Wo had never been married in her life, she had once been pregnant, but later had a miscarriage. She also went to the hospital for a secret curettage operation. There was a pathology report provided by the doctor at the time, which clearly stated that Elin Wo had injured her body and suffered from lifelong infertility.
Qiao Nian had no interest in the secrets of Irene's family. He scanned the report from top to bottom, roughly read it, and then stuffed it back into the file bag.
She looked up and saw that the man was still concentrating on looking at something in another file bag, with a slightly strange expression on his face.
Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows: "What did you find out?"
"A secret."
Ye Wangchuan was interrupted by her thoughts but was not angry. 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 to look at the document he took from him. After just a glance, he stood up straight from his sloppy posture.
"Tsk!" She made a "tsk!" sound and quickened her speed to look. The more she looked, the more shocking and unbelievable it became.
After she finished reading the pages in her hand, she raised her eyelids and stared at the man's reaction.
Ye Wangchuan was still reading the rest of the content carefully. His profile was as smooth as jade, and his nose was high and straight, as if it were a sculpture. He looked like a calm deep sea without any fluctuations.
Qiao Nian suddenly felt suffocated for no reason and wanted to touch his pocket for the lighter in annoyance, but he found that he had come here in a hurry and left his lighter in Beijing.
She raised her eyes again, hesitating: "You..."
Qiao Nian saw the man raise his head and look at her, his eyes were clear without a trace of impurities, as if he didn't understand what she was asking.
"Fuck." She wasn't one to beat around the bush. She strode over, put her hand on his shoulder, and said bluntly, "That document says..."
Ye Wangchuan was stunned for half a second before he reacted. He immediately showed a ridiculous expression. He pinched the thin piece of paper in his hand with two fingers and shook it: "What are you talking about?"
Qiao Nian was speechless.
His eyes were deep, his lips curled up, and he said nonchalantly: "I have never recognized the other half of my blood. They are just ordinary strangers to me."
Qiao Nian put her heart back a little, observed his expression and saw that he didn't seem to be angry, so she let out a foul breath: "I'm afraid you'll feel bad." (End of this chapter)