CHAPTER 675: CHAPTER 675: DECEIVING QIAOQIAO

Nan Shan unconsciously squeezed his legs together.

"Don’t look at me like that, my physiology is exactly like yours. I’m human! I’m a man! I’m not an alien!" Nan Shan was speechless!

Hou Ze chuckled: "I didn’t say you weren’t a man."

Nan Shan: "..."

You didn’t say it, but your eyes are weird!

Very weird!

Nan Shan was at a loss for words.

"Is my master getting suspicious? Did you tell her the truth?" Nan Shan cautiously asked.

"I’ve got to say, the boss’s sharpness is as formidable as ever. She caught me taking photos secretly and asked where Professor Zhong’s phone really came from."

Nan Shan was highly tense.

"Don’t worry, I didn’t betray you. I said it was intel passed on by the intelligence team, and nothing else."

Nan Shan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn’t sold out.

"Actually, you don’t have to be afraid. The boss also wants to get rid of scumbags like Professor Zhong. Killing him is ridding the people of a plague. If the boss finds out, she’ll only applaud you and cheer you on, not say you did the wrong thing."

Even so, Nan Shan still felt he was in the wrong.

"Anyway, don’t tell my master about these things, I don’t want him to know," Nan Shan said dejectedly.

"Okay, I won’t tell, I promise I won’t."

Hou Ze promised repeatedly, and Nan Shan reluctantly chose to believe for the time being.

Apart from believing, he had no other choice.

At this point, he could only believe for now.

...

Li Yehan soon arrived at Nan Qiao’s company.

With Li Yehan’s appearance, Secretary Fu was somewhat uneasy.

It was his first time dealing with a big shot of Li Yehan’s level, with a feeling of being subconsciously oppressed.

Secretary Fu took the initiative to greet: "Mr. Li."

Li Yehan acknowledged with a "hmm," walked into Nan Qiao’s office, and didn’t ask Secretary Fu to notify Nan Qiao in advance.

Secretary Fu went inside, and Du Li trotted over, her eyes sparkling.

"A gem! Only such a man deserves Mr. Qiao." Du Li looked at Li Yehan’s back, wishing her eyes could fly over to get a closer look at him.

Secretary Fu’s calm eyes revealed a hint of indifference: "That’s Mr. Qiao’s man, your gaze is too heated."

"Secretary Fu, you’re just being pretentious. Looking at a man doesn’t mean I want to be with him. It’s just appreciation, don’t you get it? You don’t understand appreciation, so you better say less."

Secretary Fu: "..."

"It’s just like how you men love looking at beautiful women, it’s the same principle. If a man dresses flamboyantly while walking down the street, isn’t it to draw eyes to him?"

Secretary Fu: "..."

Du Li continued on her own: "Secretary Fu, you’ve looked at your fair share of beauties, right?"

Secretary Fu, with a stoic face: "Didn’t notice."

Du Li didn’t believe him at all, and left with a scoff.

...

In the office.

Li Yehan sat in Nan Qiao’s chair, his long fingers tapping on the keyboard, his expression serious and fully focused.

Nan Qiao sat beside him, sipping a warm milk tea.

Liu Feng’s homemade milk tea tasted reassuring.

The tea flavor was mild, all milky.

"Li Yehan, your computer skills are indeed top-notch; everything I can’t handle, you solve." Nan Qiao was nearly ready to applaud Li Yehan.

Li Yehan: "It’s just because of your health that you can’t sit for too long, naturally you can’t focus fully. Qiaoqiao, your ability leaves me in the dust."

Nan Qiao chuckled softly, Li Yehan surely knew how to boost her mood.

Li Yehan said, "Qiaoqiao, sit aside, I’ll check the document contents first, to avoid you seeing any gory scenes."

Nan Qiao nodded, walked to the side, avoiding looking at the computer screen.

From whichever angle she looked, she couldn’t see the computer screen.

Li Yehan felt a bit relieved, as long as Nan Qiao wasn’t looking at the screen, all was manageable.

Opening the folder, Li Yehan’s face turned grim, he unconsciously called out: "Qiaoqiao, don’t come over, sit there for a while."

"Is this Professor Zhong, the pervert, storing lots of gory, violent photos or videos in the folder? People like him deserve to die!" Nan Qiao was furious.

Li Yehan replied: "It’s quite gory and violent, Qiaoqiao, don’t come over, I don’t want to frighten you."

Li Yehan’s right hand holding the mouse kept tightening, what he saw were not photos, but text.

The meaning in the text, Li Yehan didn’t want Nan Qiao to see, concealing it thoroughly was best.

After reading the document, Li Yehan copied the text out, relocked the file with a lock Nan Qiao couldn’t open.

After doing all this, Li Yehan called out: "Qiaoqiao, there’s no useful info in this last folder."

Nan Qiao: "Really? There’s no useful info on Professor Zhong’s phone? Li Yehan, did you look closely? Why don’t you open the folder, let me take a good look."

"No need, gory, violent photos aren’t for you. Watching too much gives nightmares."

Nan Qiao: "Okay then."

She indeed couldn’t handle such gory scenes, too nauseating.

"Professor Zhong’s phone fell into Rong Yan’s hands, don’t know if he’s dead or alive. If he doesn’t get a new SIM, we could seize the chance to take him down."

Li Yehan: "If the phone’s gone, he’s probably already dead."

Nan Qiao held her cup, eyes trembling.

"Li Yehan, you make a good point."

For the phone to be taken, someone must have gotten close enough to him to steal it.

There shouldn’t be an insider on Professor Zhong’s side, otherwise, Rong Yan would’ve informed her.

If no insider infiltrated, then it means they killed Professor Zhong to take his personal items.

Li Yehan: "These are just my guesses, I had Old Wu investigate based on the evidence I provided."

Just after Li Yehan finished speaking, Old Wu called.

Li Yehan answered, Old Wu said on the other end: "Mr. Li, we found out that Nan Shan was taken away three hours ago. Three hours later, he came back safe and sound."

Li Yehan squinted, as if seeing through something.

Nan Qiao sat down beside Li Yehan: "Nan Shan was taken away?"

Old Wu didn’t expect Nan Qiao to be there, he didn’t dare answer her.

Such a tricky situation, better let Li Yehan handle it.

"Ah? Young Lady? Eh? My signal’s poor, hello hello hello."

Then, the call ended.

Nan Qiao: "..."

Such poor acting, does he take her for an idiot?

Nan Qiao held her forehead.

Li Yehan: "Qiaoqiao, you heard it, Nan Shan returned safe and sound. What’s your take?"

Nan Qiao: What can I say? I’m anxious too!

Li Yehan: "Qiaoqiao, you’ve already got an answer, haven’t you?"