On the other side, Fu Nancheng sat in a private room of a club, looking at the phone that had been hung up. He wasn’t angry, and with a calm expression, he set the phone aside, shifting his gaze to the light gold phone in front of him.
Soon, Yan Jiu and Qin Zhaoran pushed the door open and ca in.
Yan Jiu still carried that sa carefree attitude. Despite the deep autumn season, he wasn’t seen wearing more clothes, exuding an air of cocky superiority from head to toe.
Qin Zhaoran wore a black suit, paired with a black turtleneck sweater, and glasses that masked the chill and sharpness in his eyes.
Fu Nancheng pushed the light gold phone on the table towards Yan Jiu and said in a low voice, "Unlock the password."
Yan Jiu glanced at the ladies’ phone before him and lit a cigarette.
He didn’t need to guess to know whose phone it belonged to.
All these years, aside from that woman, he had never seen his third brother pay so much attention to anyone else.
He picked up the phone, took a look, and asked a waiter for a computer. In just two minutes, the lock screen password was cracked.
Yan Jiu glanced at Fu Nancheng, who was speaking with Qin Zhaoran, and browsed through the ssages and photos but found nothing that would trouble him.
Just as he was about to return the phone, his brow suddenly furrowed. He took a deep drag of his cigarette and said in a low voice, "Third brother, it seems the phone can’t be returned to you for a few days."
Fu Nancheng’s thin lips pressed slightly, without making a sound.
"Found two encrypted folders. Looks like soone set up an encryption protection program for her. It’ll likely take so ti," Yan Yiheng spoke softly, holding a cigarette in his mouth while his fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard.
In fact, although the encryption program for these two folders was indeed well-made, it wouldn’t actually take several days to open.
The problem is, since Qiao Mo put things in the encrypted folders, it must not be sothing his third brother would want to see!
"Alright, give it to once it’s unlocked," Fu Nancheng said after a brief silence.
After inquiring about Qiao Xuan’s surgery, the three chatted for a while before leaving.
anwhile, Qiao Mo had just finished dinner and returned to her dormitory.
Still sowhat worried about Aunt Feng, she knew that her current identity was not suitable for any contact with Jing Hao. Thus, she asked Song Qinghuan to help her inquire through Jing Hao.
Just as she entered the dormitory, the two people in the room were surprised to see Qiao Mo.
A woman with a small, delicate appearance looked Qiao Mo up and down with a mocking smile and said, "Oh, isn’t this the second miss of the Qiao family? How co you’re here sharing a dorm with us?"
Qiao Mo gave a cold glance at the woman in front of her and sneered, "You really have a lot to worry about, don’t you? What? Finished buttering up Shen Tingting?"
The woman in front of her was Yu Xiaoqin, with a decent family background, but not considered prestigious.
Originally, there wasn’t much unresolved animosity between them; it was just that this person was accustod to ingratiating and playing sycophant, shifting her sails with the wind. She once tried to curry favor with herself, hinting at hoping for so assistance from the Qiao family in business matters.
But she didn’t understand business matters and assured herself that she had no friendship with her, so she didn’t hastily agree.
So she turned to flatter Shen Tingting, gaining quite a bit of benefit from her.
Thinking of Shen Tingting, Qiao Mo’s gaze darkened a bit.
The person she once sincerely regarded as a friend turned out to be the very culprit behind her family’s downfall and ruin!
Shen Tingting’s father, Shen Ling, had a strong relationship with Qiao Dehou, a bond spanning over twenty years, so she naturally got to know Shen Tingting and beca friends.
But little did she know that the Shen family harbored sinister intentions, feigning sincerity for over twenty years just to seize the Qiao family’s wealth!
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