The Favored Heiress
Chapter 615: Paths That Do Not Cross Have No Schemes in Common

Chapter 615: Chapter 615: Paths That Do Not Cross Have No Schemes in Common

Xiao Yeyan couldn’t read her anymore.

This girl was clearly not very old, yet her calmness in the face of change was really unpredictable.

Li Qiao’s indifferent gaze fell on her own fingernails as she asked nonchalantly, "Are you done?"

"There are many benefits to us cooperating," Xiao Yeyan said with a slight smile, leaning forward and propping himself on the table, "for example, I can secretly help you thwart Ye Hui, and I can tell you all his next moves, all the news from inside the Charlman Ducal Mansion, I can reveal to you, how about that?"

Li Qiao’s lips curved undisturbed, "So, has the Ducal Residence raised a white-eyed wolf?"

Xiao Yeyan taking the initiative to discuss cooperation with her, the complications were not hard to guess.

He and Xiao Yehui, the brothers were at odds.

At that moment, Xiao Yeyan’s smile slightly stiffened, and he gestured with his index finger, "That’s not how you should put it, at most, it’s an irreconcilable difference in our paths."

"So you think, we have similar ambitions?"

Xiao Yeyan pursed his lips and nodded seriously, "Even if our ambitions are not similar, our goals are aligned, our enemies are the same."

Li Qiao looked at him for a long moment before slowly standing up, "Then I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you."

In the current situation, Xiao Yeyan sighed, "You harbor grudges against me, all because of that incident where I made a move against your older brother last time. Li Qiao, you might as well think about it carefully, why I, Xiao Yeyan, the second son of the Chairman family, would leave the British Imperial and choose South Sea."

Li Qiao stood still facing the box door, didn’t turn around, nor did she speak.

Xiao Yeyan persisted, his words astonishing, "I came to South Sea, from the beginning, it was for you."

Five minutes later, Li Qiao left the sushi restaurant.

She came and left in a hurry, and aside from the document in her hand, she didn’t attract anyone’s attention.

In the box, Xiao Yeyan’s gaze deepened as he lowered his eyelids, took out his phone from his trouser pocket, and dialed a number, "I’ve seen her."

...

South Sea Secretariat.

Li Jun looked at Li Qiao across from him, who was drinking tea, with a serious expression, "Qiaoqiao, why are you suddenly interested in Xiao Yeyan’s affairs?"

"Just asking."

Li Qiao lowered her head and blew on the steam in her teacup, replying calmly.

Li Jun’s fingers were interlocked on the table, and he warned in an advising tone, "Don’t inquire about him; whatever the case may be, that’s just an internal dispute within our department, nothing serious."

In high positions, there will always be those bold enough to contend for power.

The path of officialdom is inevitably filled with open and covert battles.

Hearing this, Li Qiao lifted her head, looked at Li Jun with his upright expression, and said, "If Big Brother doesn’t tell me, then I’ll find another way."

Li Jun helplessly curved his lips, "You child, why won’t you listen to advice!"

Li Qiao spread her hands forward, making an inviting gesture.

Thus, Li Jun really couldn’t resist Li Qiao’s persistence, sighed repeatedly, and eventually still told her about Xiao Yeyan’s recent situation.

He indeed had returned to the Secretariat, but had not yet been restored to his official position.

Li Jun quickly glossed over other more detailed information, as it involved classified internal investigations within the department.

Shortly after, Li Qiao drank half a cup of tea and stood up to leave, leaving only her graceful figure behind.

...

Seven at night, Mansion living room.

Shang Yu hadn’t come back yet, and Jin Rong was also nowhere to be seen.

Li Qiao went to the underground laboratory and quietly looked through the documents Xiao Yeyan had given her.

All these years, she never knew that Yin Lao Er was actually a person from the Ducal Residence.

To say she wasn’t surprised would be a lie.

When she saw the surveillance video in Wenzhai Garden, she thought Yin Mo had chosen to side with Xiao Yehui.

Now, this document overturned that conclusion.

Li Qiao meticulously recalled the past, and it seemed... there had already been traces to follow.

The Seven Sons each had close companions, except for Yin Lao Er.

She was kind to everyone, never biased, acting like an understanding sister, delicate and empathetic.

Only towards Xiao Yehui, she always seemed accustomed to obeying him, and she often consulted and discussed matters with him.

Looking at it now, the truth hidden under the veneer of respect was actually fear and obedience.

...

As night deepened, Shang Yu returned with the twilight.

Entering the living room and not seeing Li Qiao, he asked around and learned she hadn’t had dinner but had gone straight to the laboratory upon returning.

The man frowned, loosened his collar, and headed towards the elevator.

At that moment, Li Qiao was leaning back in her chair, her legs propped on the corner of the desk, casually flipping through a medical case file, while the computer beside her was still on a video call, showing Reid from the Medical Alliance.

"I suggest you carry tranquilizers with you in the future. It’s best to administer some to him as soon as he has an episode," Reid, dressed in a lab coat, pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "You must understand that this condition worsens with each episode, and it will become increasingly difficult to combat it with willpower alone as time goes on."

Li Qiao rubbed her temples, her expression weary, "Then if..."

Before she could finish, a chime came from the elevator.

Li Qiao narrowed her eyes, told Reid they’d talk next time, and closed the laptop with a wave of her hand.

Shang Yu’s tall and slender figure walked in, unsurprised to see her closing the computer.

He gave a slight smile, noticing her placing the documents in her hand into the drawer, his lips’ curvature sinking slightly, "Still busy?"

Li Qiao looked up at the man, stretched her forehead, and said, "I’m done now; when did you get back?"

"Just now." Shang Yu propped himself on the table with one hand and rested the other on the back of her chair, "Didn’t you have dinner?"

Li Qiao tilted her head and leaned against his arm, "Not hungry, take a look at this."

She casually picked up a few pages, handed them to Shang Yu, which were the documents on Yin Mo.

"Where did you get this?" The man clearly saw the logo on the top right corner of the document, his gaze profound, his expression swiftly changing.