The next morning, Che Huan arrived at Nanyuan Villa very early by taxi, and the little guy was still asleep.
Picking up the little guy’s phone, as expected, there was a text ssage from the bank indicating a deposit of ten million yuan.
She looked down at the little guy, who was sleeping soundly, and quickly deleted the ssage before leaning over to kiss his forehead.
The little guy shifted his body and pouted, still not waking up.
Che Huan looked at him, pinched the little guy’s chubby face, and spoke to herself, "If one day, they use this to make Daddy misunderstand Mommy, this will be the only proof."
...
Qin Moting received the agreent, tore it open, glanced at it, and placed it on his desk, looking towards his secretary, "How is the investigation going?"
The secretary handed over the gathered information, "Mr. Qin, if you need more details, I can have soone dig deeper."
Qin Moting took the docunts and while looking through them, said, "This is enough; no need for further investigation. You can go out now and ask the third young master to co here."
After looking through them once, he laid them aside. The words ’Wen Ru’ surfaced in his mind again, stirring a familiar feeling.
But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t find a place for Wen Ru in his mory.
When Qin Shaojin arrived, he saw his uncle spaced out, doing nothing, with a pile of docunts spread out on the desk.
"Uncle."
Hearing Qin Shaojin’s voice, Qin Moting snapped back to reality, "Here are two agreents; take a look at them."
Qin Shaojin uttered an "oh," picked them up, glanced briefly at them, and his eyes lifted at the corners with a cold sneer.
The old man of the Huo Family was indeed cunning!
Huo brother probably doesn’t know yet, does he?
However—
How did Che Huan find my uncle?
It’s rare for Uncle to be so helpful, especially in matters related to Huo Jinyun!
He looked at Qin Moting, "Uncle, Che Huan and Huo Jinnan have a son."
"Oh?" Qin Moting looked at Qin Shaojin, catching on to his nephew’s implications, his expression remaining as calm as still water.
After a mont, he asked again, "Is the na change complete?"
"It’s done."
"You have a good relationship with Huo Jinnan, right?"
"It’s decent."
"Imitating his handwriting isn’t difficult, is it?"
"Un... Uncle—"
Qin Shaojin stared at Qin Moting, not expecting his uncle to be capable of such a thing; usually, these tactics seed more suited to his other uncle!
"Extraordinary tis call for extraordinary asures," Qin Moting said calmly, an added chill emanating from him.
After settling the two agreents, Qin Moting had his secretary contact Che Huan and mail the docunts to Wen Nuan.
Wen Nuan called Che Huan.
Che Huan paused, then had Wen Nuan send a text ssage to Huo Qichang, "If you want to save Aunt Zhong, there’s sothing I need you to personally deliver to Qin Mochuan and Fang Tong."
Huo Qichang received the ssage and quickly got in touch with Wen Nuan. He drove over himself, took the agreents, and opened them to have a look—both agreents were already signed and stamped.
He hadn’t expected Anan to agree just like that, letting go of Che Huan, and even adding a clause not to pursue the kidnapping allegations against Jizhou and Gu Yunqing.
So there he stood in the sunlight, black words on white paper suddenly seeming very glaring and painful to the eyes!
For so many years, he had felt guilty and wished to compensate her and her son but had been unable to give them anything.
He had always disapproved of her and Che Huan, but to personally deliver these agreents to Qin Mochuan and Fang Tong, he—
Che Huan, Che Huan, did Wen Ru teach you to do this?
Do you hate the Huo Family to this extent?
Thinking it over, it was only too normal. If it were him, he would probably feel the sa hatred, right?
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