Beijing.
Qing Muy野 and his wife took the earliest flight to Beijing early in the morning.
Upon arrival in Beijing, they began investigating Qiao Ziqian.
Despite Qiao Ziqian having erased all traces of his existence, "a person leaves a voice when they pass, and a goose leaves a mark," there were always clues to be found.
At noon that day, Qing Muy野 glanced at the materials he had obtained and handed them to Meng Jingwei beside him, saying, "Take a look."
The materials did not display specific personal information about Qiao Ziqian, but the dozen photos collected by his subordinates were all scenes of Qing Kangyu with Qiao Ziqian and Qiao Shuang.
Qiao Ziqian's appearance leaned more towards his mother, Qiao Shuang, which was why Meng Jingwei had not paid extra attention to Qiao Ziqian's identity.
"He is indeed well hidden. If he resembled Qing Kangyu even a little more, we wouldn't have had to go to such lengths to investigate personally," Meng Jingwei said, looking at the photos and shaking her head helplessly.
Knock, knock, knock—
As Meng Jingwei was speaking, the door to the private dining room was knocked on, and someone from outside entered.
"Boss, Madam."
Song Ci entered with another file in hand, "Qiao Ziqian's information has been found. His real name is indeed Qiao Ziqian, but he is exceptionally low-key and never appears in the media, which is why he was so difficult to track down before."
As he spoke, he handed the file to Qing Muy野 and added, "Qiao Ziqian is very intelligent and possesses extraordinary business acumen. He hasn't asked his family for money since middle school. He was also recommended for admission to Cambridge University. After going abroad, he studied while doing business. According to my investigation, his businesses abroad have already surpassed those of Qing Kangyu and Qiao Shuang's companies. However, Qing Kangyu and his wife seem to be unaware of these matters."
"Is that so?"
Meng Jingwei was somewhat surprised. She took the file, scanned it briefly, and subconsciously tilted her head to look at Qing Muy野, teasing, "You two brothers are quite gifted in business."
Qing Muy野 remained silent, casually taking the file from her hand to examine it.
Throughout the entire process, the man's expression was grim, and he said nothing.
Having confirmed Qiao Ziqian's identity, Meng Jingwei thought about her interactions with Qiao Ziqian. After careful consideration, she said, "A Ye, although Qiao Ziqian approached me intentionally, I believe he is not inherently bad."
"You're not satisfied unless you see him personally poison someone?"
Qing Muy野's narrow, sharp eyes glanced at her, his tone slightly cold and filled with thick displeasure.
He rarely adopted such an attitude.
Meng Jingwei knew that Qing Muy野 was angry and understood the reason for his anger was because the other party was his brother, his half-brother.
And as a brother, the person he wanted to harm was his wife.
It was a sense of disappointment in family.
"It's not too late to discuss everything after Qiao Ziqian wakes up," Meng Jingwei said, raising her hand to hold Qing Muy野's, her gaze firm, "A Ye, I've always trusted my intuition."
Yes.
A feeling.
She felt that Qiao Ziqian was not inherently bad.
"I've spent some time with Qiao Ziqian. If he truly wanted to harm me, I would have died long ago," Meng Jingwei added.
"Don't talk nonsense."
The man's sharp eyebrows furrowed, and he chided her.
Meng Jingwei couldn't help but smile, "Am I not telling the truth? Why are you becoming superstitious?" She pulled the file from Qing Muy野's hand and placed it on the table. She looked up at Song Ci and gave him a look, and Song Ci immediately turned and left the room, closing the door.
She turned sideways, wrapping her arms around his neck, and said softly, "Trust me this once, okay?"
Qing Muy野 leaned back in his chair, his chiseled face tinged with coldness, "I will not allow anyone who threatens your life to exist."