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Ji Ziyin was angry at Lu Yiming for handing the painting to Qiao Nian, but he seed dissatisfied with her.

Ji Ziyin forced a smile and took a sip of her coffee. "Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you this ti. Just say that she stole the painting! Elder Leo knows her personality, so he shouldn't suspect anything. We grew up together. No matter what, I'll protect you!"

Lu Yiming pushed away the glass in front of him. He did not want to go along with her hypocrisy anymore. He raised his head, which was not as handso as Lu Zhi's handso face. "This is the independent continent, not Country M. It's not their place to criticize here."

Ji Ziyin suddenly put down her coffee cup. The bottom of the cup made a crisp sound as it hit the bone plate. It showed how shocked she was.

Lu Yiming stood up gentlemanly and paid the bill. Then, he said, "Qiao Nian also told to say

she stole the painting. But I don't want to do that.

"This is the independent continent.

"Ever since that Elder Leo ca to the independent continent, he has been acting high and mighty, as if the people of their reclusive families are above us. He has completely forgotten where this place is and that this is not their territory.

"Since you rember that you grew up here, the people of the independent continent should have their own backbone and not be led by the nose by outsiders."

Lu Yiming seed extrely disappointed in her. Without waiting for Ji Ziyin's reply, he left the café.

"Take your ti."

"This is my treat. Let's not contact each other in the future."

He walked away without looking back. This was the first ti he felt so carefree.

Ji Ziyin watched as he walked away without looking back. She recalled how she had promised Leonard she would get the painting… This was like a loud slap to her face, making her brain buzz.

She never thought Lu Yiming would talk to her like this one day. He even clearly expressed that he was unwilling to contact her again.

Ji Ziyin remained in the café until the coffee turned cold.

Then, she grabbed her bag and left under the waiter's gossipy gaze.

Qiao Nian did not store the painting in the house. Instead, she placed it in her small laboratory in the research institute.

This painting was precious.

She did not place it randomly. She carefully placed it in the cabinet where she kept her personal belongings.

Qiao Nian checked it before putting it inside and closing the cabinet door. She changed into a white coat and returned with her phone, then disinfected and washed her hands to start the experints.

After she was done with a small experintal reactor, she looked at her cell phone while waiting for the data.

Slim Waist Control had already sent Nie Qingru's information.

Qiao Nian leaned against the experint table and opened the email.

It was brief.

Qiao Nian scanned through it quickly. When she saw the Nie family, a descendant of the royal family, written in black script, she could not help but look back again.

Nie Family?

Slim Waist Control received a notification that the other party had read the email and sent her a ssage.

[Boss, have you read it?]

Qiao Nian imdiately called him. "That's all you found?"

Slim Waist Control was speechless. He gloomily said, "Let's say it's not that I'm not good at business. It's just that the information of the person you want to investigate is too difficult to find."

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