"Enxi, look into this woman, Qin Yan, the more detail, the better," Shen Qinglan instructed Jin Enxi.
Jin Enxi was startled, "Why did you suddenly think of looking her up?"
"I've always felt this woman was strange," Shen Qinglan said. Upon reflection, all the turmoil seemed to have started with her appearance, but could it really be this woman?
Qin Yan, who exactly are you?
"An, you don't think this Qin Yan could be Mrs. Jin, do you?" Jin Enxi suddenly uttered, her eyes wide with alarm.
Shen Qinglan gave her a faint glance, "It's not impossible."
Originally, Ya Xi had been taken away by King's men because of a phone call. If that call was made by Qin Yan, then everything would make sense.
But could it be so? Could Qin Yan really be the mastermind?
If Qin Yan was Mrs. Jin… Shen Qinglan's eyes were icy cold.
After meeting Ya Xi, Qin Yan had returned to China.
"Madam, someone is investigating your information," the man said over the phone, his voice hoarse and aged.
