The Favored Heiress
Chapter 643: Is this a prenuptial property notarization?

Chapter 643: Chapter 643: Is this a prenuptial property notarization?

The next day, a group prepared to return to South Sea.

Outside the corridor, Meng Jun had his hands in his pockets and a poker face on, "I’ve checked, the remaining mercenaries left Aida State last night."

Li Qiao leaned casually against the windowsill and nodded nonchalantly, "Oh."

Meng Jun looked at her delicate features and advised stiffly, "Go back and study hard, don’t get into fights for no reason. If you come to Aida State in the future, you can find me anytime."

Li Qiao lifted her eyelids and couldn’t be bothered to explain, agreeing smoothly, "Okay."

"That old guy ... is he okay?" Meng Jun asked, his expression extremely unnatural.

Li Qiao looked slightly surprised and raised her eyebrows playfully, "Why don’t you go back and see for yourself?"

Meng Jun licked his back teeth and glared at her, saying nothing.

It was not easy to reconcile after the mentor and disciple had fallen out.

...

At ten in the morning, the Yan Emperor’s private jet took off from Aida State Airport.

Gu Chenn stood outside the apron looking at the pale blue sky, still holding a phone, "She’s gone."

On the other end, Bai Yan instructed, "Don’t reveal her identity, try to erase all records from Aida State."

Gu Chenn pressed his lips together in complexity, "She doesn’t have any entry records in Aida State."

"Huh?" Bai Yan frowned in astonishment, "What do you mean by ’no records’?"

Gu Chenn ground his foot on the ground, his tone low, "She might not have entered under the name Li Qiao. I wanted to hide her tracks yesterday and after checking, I found none."

Bai Yan was silent for a moment, his voice carrying a smile, "Then leave it, she knows what she’s doing. You really owe her this time, otherwise Qianmu Group would have been ruined."

Gu Chenn slowly narrowed his eyes, a trace of fierceness creeping into the corner of his eyes and eyebrows, "Don’t worry, my score with the Xiao family has just started."

...

At noon, the plane landed at South Sea Airport.

The temperature in the South Sea was more comfortable, and the sky was clear without the biting wind.

Back at the Mansion, Li Qiao lazily walked into the living room, a few documents on the coffee table caught her eye, but she just leaned on the armrest, lost in thought.

Yin Mo must have already returned to British Imperial by now, and perhaps the situation there would soon be clear.

Li Qiao buried half her face in her elbow, lost in thought for a while before standing up and looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Just now on her return, Shang Yu was called away by Wang Yue for some emergency.

Li Qiao took out her phone from her pocket, pondered for a few seconds, then swiped the screen to find the ICC program hidden in a corner and clicked in.

It had been a long time since she last accessed the International Club’s ICC program.

The words of Shen Qingye at the villa had seemed very abrupt.

And thinking back, he had said that posting and ordering on the black market was deliberate, but there were other arrangements.

Li Qiao thoughtfully opened the system, wanting to check Yun Lih’s location.

She hadn’t called him to prevent him from being prepared.

Li Qiao zoomed in on the map to Nia State’s location and soon the balloon coordinates of two core members came into view.

She clicked on the coordinates, which belonged to core members Yun Lih and Yun Ling.

Oh, it seems she was overthinking it.

Li Qiao curved the corners of her mouth, exited the system, and called Yun Lih.

The elongated dial tone rang out for a long time before it was picked up, Yun Lih’s lazy, husky voice coming through, "Why call me at this time? You’re not afraid of getting punched for disturbing someone’s beauty sleep?"

Li Qiao glanced at her watch, it was one in the afternoon back home, and with the four-hour time difference in Nia State, it was only five in the evening there.

"You’re ... napping?"

Yun Lih didn’t make a sound for a long time before responding in a deep voice, "I stayed up all night. Can’t I catch up on some sleep?"

"Sure," Li Qiao replied with a pout, her tone casual as she began, "In Nia State?"

Yun Lih seemed to laugh for a moment, teasingly, "Yes. Are you looking for me for something, or are you missing me?"

"No, just wanted to say hi, goodbye now."

A still drowsy Yun Lih: "??"

When did she learn the ways of the world? Asking after his well-being, could she be under a spell?

...

Outside the Mansion, He Chen sat under a sun umbrella, listening to Wang Yue’s report, and glanced unexpectedly toward Shang Yu, quite surprised, "Property certification?"

The endless wealth under Shaoyan’s name was a considerable amount, tallying it was no small task.

Why go through all this effort and trouble?

The man didn’t answer He Chen’s question but instead looked at Wang Yue, instructing deeply, "Have them speed up."

Wang Yue nodded, a glint in his eye, "Boss, should we inform the family head?"

Shang Yu’s eyes and eyebrows were indifferent as he played with his fingertips, "No need, I will talk to him."

After Wang Yue left, He Chen’s eyes brimmed with scrutiny and a hint of incredulity as he ventured, "Are you doing pre-marital property certification?"

Apart from that, he could think of no other reason for property certification.

For people like them, with their status, money couldn’t be measured by numbers.

Once marriage was involved, it was essential to delineate pre- and post-marriage properties.

Shang Yu leisurely undid his cufflinks, his long and even fingers flipping his cuff, glancing at He Chen, his thin lips tilting slightly, "Marriage is marriage; certification is certification."

"There’s a difference?" He Chen found it amusing, stretched out his hand to adjust the hair atop his head, and snorted, "Didn’t expect you to be the first among us to get married."

At the end of his words, he let down his legs, got up, and pushed back his chair, "Alright, I’m heading back to West City, let me know when you’ve set the date."

He Chen picked up the coat from the back of the chair and draped it over his shoulders, but after only a couple of steps, he heard a low caution from behind, "Keep your distance from Yin Mo."

"What? Can’t touch her?" He Chen stopped and turned back, raising his eyebrows in response.

Shang Yu propped his arm on the armrest and pushed the chair away, pacing close, a crooked smile on his lips, "Her allegiance is unclear, you can touch, but don’t be careless."

At this, He Chen touched his eyebrow and let out a faint, self-mocking chuckle, "Do you think there’s still a woman who can catch me off guard? Even if there is, it wouldn’t be her."

The man’s lips thinned, a hint of mockery flickering in his deep gaze, "Hmm, just remember to stay away from the cameras next time."

Before He Chen could react, Shang Yu had already passed him by and walked towards the Mansion’s main entrance.

Surveillance...

He Chen tapped his cheek with the tip of his tongue, his adam’s apple slid up and down, a smirk in his eyes.

No wonder Li Qiao and Shaoyan both behaved indifferently; turns out the stance is unclear.

...

Sometime later, Shang Yu walked into the living room where Li Qiao was on the phone.

"Alright, I’ll head over in the afternoon, thank you for the trouble."

Her tone was very polite, it didn’t sound like she was talking to someone she knew well.

Bending over to pick up a document from the coffee table, Shang Yu flipped through it, asking in a magnetic voice, "Are you going out?"

"Yes, to the lawyer’s office," Li Qiao replied, still standing by the window. Seeing He Chen’s retreating figure, she turned back to look at the tall, handsome man opposite her, a vague smile on her lips, "What does Brother Chen think about Yin Mo?"