Chapter 119: The Lan Family Behind It All

In the past two days, Shen Qing’s explosive news kept pouring in, causing Spring and Autumn Entertainment to experience wild ups and downs. The police department’s official blog statement improved the public’s impression of Spring and Autumn Entertainment once again.

Mo Wuxie’s mood had been surprisingly good these days.

“Cheng’er, let’s go to the banquet hall tonight. It’s on me. Let’s have some fun,” Mo Wuxie said.

Dongfang Cheng lay on the sofa holding his laptop, looking gloomy. “I don’t want to go. I don’t have an appetite.”

“Hey? What’s gotten into you today?” Mo Wuxie shot him a glance.

Dongfang Cheng remained listless and weakly said, “Wuxie, if the girl you like has a really tacky name, would you still like her?”

Mo Wuxie twitched the corner of his mouth. What kind of ridiculous question was that?

“How tacky?” Mo Wuxie asked as he reached out to touch Dongfang Cheng’s forehead, checking if he had a fever.

“Like... Tian Dafeng.”

“Hahaha! You like Tian Dafeng?”

Dongfang Cheng gave him a sharp look. “Who said I like her? I just have a little fondness, that’s all.”

“Fine, but who is Tian Dafeng?”

“Hmm... no one special. You’ll find out later.”

“Tch!”

Suddenly, Dongfang Cheng sat up. “Did you get involved in the Nie family matter?”

“No, haven’t you and Ting been handling it these past few days?”

Dongfang Cheng pressed his cheek with the tip of his tongue, pondering for a moment before saying, “Something’s off. The news released on the eleventh didn’t mention plagiarism.”

“Then it must be Ting, raging for love?” Mo Wuxie guessed.

Dongfang Cheng furrowed his brows, spent half an hour tracking the IP address but found nothing.

Mo Wuxie leaned over to take a look, her eyes narrowing. Dongfang Cheng’s technical skills were top-notch in the capital, yet even he couldn’t trace it.

“Shen Qing’s background must be pretty powerful,” Mo Wuxie mused, recalling the two military honors Shen Qing had received.

Dongfang Cheng closed his laptop. “Alright, I’ll give Gu Ting a call.”

Mo Wuxie remained silent, head bowed in thought, then suddenly grabbed Dongfang Cheng’s wrist.

“Geez! You scared me,” Dongfang Cheng almost threw his laptop.

“I just remembered! Lan Xinqiao!”

“What?” Dongfang Cheng set the laptop aside and asked again, “What about Lan Xinqiao?”

“At the end of September, I saw Shen Qing in the capital. The person behind her is Lan Xinqiao. Or rather, the Lan family!” Mo Wuxie’s expression was serious.

Now she was one hundred percent certain that the girl she had seen at the 609 Research Institute was Shen Qing!

Dongfang Cheng was stunned, mouth agape. “You’re serious?”

“Yes. Although I don’t know how Shen Qing knows Lan Xinqiao, they definitely have a connection.”

Dongfang Cheng immediately stood up. Mo Wuxie grabbed him. “Where are you going?”

“Of course, to investigate them.”

Mo Wuxie rolled her eyes. “You couldn’t even find out who attacked the Nie family. Do you think you can handle the clever and calculating Lan Xinqiao?”

“...”

“Let’s inform Ting first.”

***

Shen Qing was in Director Yan’s office when she saw Yu Fei.

The atmosphere changed the moment she entered the small enclosed space.

Director Yan wiped a nervous sweat from his forehead and glanced at Yu Fei. “Uh, I have something to do. You two can talk.”

Yu Fei stood up and smiled at Director Yan. “Alright, you go ahead.”

Director Yan returned a polite smile and glanced at Shen Qing a few more times as he passed by.

“Director Yan, do you have something to say?” Shen Qing met his gaze.

Director Yan had wanted to say a few words to calm her down, but Shen Qing’s sharp look instantly disrupted his carefully prepared speech. He quickly shook his head. “No, I’m leaving.”

Once he left, Shen Qing sat down opposite Yu Fei, lowered her head, and played with her fingernails, not sparing him a glance.

Yu Fei stared at her for several seconds before sitting on the sofa. Shen Qing took out her phone and started playing a game.

Yu Fei frowned. Playing games every day—no wonder her grades weren’t improving.

After a few minutes of silence, Yu Fei finally couldn’t hold back. “Qingqing.”