Chapter 202
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"Mr. Qin, didn't you come here to find President Qin's first love and her child? That Jian Yiling doesn't look like President Qin's child, "the assistant whispered.
Qin Shixuan was a collateral relative of the Qin family in Beijing. He was a cousin of the current head of the Qin family.
Although he wasn't a direct descendant of the Qin family, his identity was still very important to most people in Hengyuan City.
This time, Qin Shixuan had come to Hengyuan City to organize the competition. His main goal was to help his cousin, the current head of the Qin family, find his first love and illegitimate child.
As this wasn't something to be proud of, the search for the mother and child was carried out by him in a low-key manner.
Qin Shixuan continued to say: "However, Jian Yiling is indeed a rare talent. We don't have any news about her for the time being. We will be staying in Hengyuan City for a while. If we can find someone useful to our group during this time, it would be a good harvest."
"Mr. Qin, you're right."
"Did the person that Mr. Qin sent to the address come back?"
"She's back, but it's a pity that the people there have already changed. It's been 20 years, and no one around remembers that woman. Only an old lady said that she did see that woman with a big belly. The pregnancy should be true."
Qin Shixuan nodded his head: "By the way, I heard that the head of the Zhai family is also in Hengyuan City?"
"Yeah. Hengyuan City has been quite lively recently. There are people from both the Qin and Zhai families here."
"Mr. Qin, I also heard that the head of the Zhai family came to Hengyuan City to look for something."
"Look for something?"
"It seems like it has something to do with his father's death."
"Then let's not get involved. That matter isn't something that outsiders can get involved in."
Qin Shixuan ordered his subordinates not to get involved in this matter.
Everyone knew how serious that matter was for the Zhai family.
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At night, after school, Jian Yiling walked out of the school gate. As usual, she didn't see her family's car. Grandma Jian was also nowhere to be seen.
Instead, she saw a bright yellow sports car. Because of its cool color and bright model, it attracted the attention of countless students.
Even the teachers who came out of school were no exception.
Jian Yiling immediately recognized the person driving the car.
He was wearing sunglasses and was sitting in the driver's seat.
When Jian Yiling walked to the car, Zhai Yunsheng said, "Get in the car."
Jian Yiling looked at him with doubt in her eyes.
"Your grandmother is fine. Yu Xi owes you a Manchu Han Imperial Feast," Zhai Yunsheng said. It was as though he had seen through Jian Yiling's doubts.
It wasn't that Grandma Jian didn't come to pick Jian Yiling up today. It was that Yu Xi owed Jian Yiling a 'Manchu Han Imperial Feast' when Jian Yiling had gastroenteritis.
As a neighbor who kept his word, Yu Xi certainly had to fulfill his promise.
As Jian Yiling had been very busy, Yu Xi had asked her about her schedule. However, Jian Yiling wasn't free on the weekends.
Yu Xi had no choice but to arrange it for a weeknight.
After Yu Xi explained the situation to Grandma Jian, Grandma Jian agreed to it.
This was all thanks to Yuxi's good performance in front of Grandma Jian.
For some reason, the task of picking Jian Yiling up had fallen onto Zhai Yunsheng's shoulders.
After learning the reason, Jian Yiling got into Zhai Yunsheng's car.
Zhai Yunsheng turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. The car drifted in the opposite direction.
The exhaust pipe spewed out a plume of thick smoke, followed by a cloud of dust.
All that was left for the teachers and students at the school gate was to let their imaginations run wild.
Who was this man? Was he Jian Yiling's brother?
Wasn't he way too handsome?
All of the girls were instantly envious.
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