Ma’am You Have Been Uncovered

Cheng Juan remained silent and continued staring at the door.

After a long while, he turned to Cheng Jin and quietly said, “He wants to see me?”

In the quiet study and motionless door, Cheng Juan’s words sounded a little mocking.

“Tomorrow at the corporation’s headquarters.” Cheng Jin lowered his eyes.

Chuckling, Cheng Juan turned to him lightly and only said casually, “I see.”

With that said, he opened the door and walked in Qin Ran’s direction.

Standing there and watching his back, Cheng Jin couldn’t help but purse his lips.

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Cheng Mu’s collection room.

Qin Ran was still studying the rusty locks.

Since Chen Shulan had left this for her, she didn’t want to break it open with brute force. Unfortunately, Chen Shulan hadn’t left her the keys either.

Just when she wanted to find an expert to unlock it, Cheng Juan squatted beside her. “It needs a key?”

“Yeah.” Still squatting down, Qin Ran fiddled with the rather antique and rusty lock. “I don’t know if I can open it.”

She was deep in thoughts when Cheng Juan reached out and took the box from her. He looked down at it and examined it. “The spring bead is in place. It can be opened.”

While talking, he told Cheng Mu to bring the toolbox in.

He took the wooden box outside, placed it on the table, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Qin Ran followed him and sat across from him. She propped her chin up and curiously glanced at him. “Can you open it?”

She felt like she had already learned all sorts of weird skills. How could Cheng Juan know even more?

Who could associate a doctor and a locksmith?

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Qin Hanqiu even said his economics was good as well.

“Yeah, I studied it for a while,” said Cheng Juan calmly as he glanced at her.

When Cheng Mu brought the toolbox out, he reached out and opened it to take out two paper clips. Pinching it in his slender fingers, he straightened the paper clips and bent the end into a tiny arc.

Then, he took out a wrench and inserted one end into the lock cylinder.

Since Qin Ran had never studied lock structure before, in her eyes, no locks couldn’t be hammered open.

She was just curious about how he was going to open it.

She continued staring at him, falling deep into her thoughts. He was always lazy and sloppy in his work, seemingly able to predict everything, and always unconcerned.

But now, his eyes were lowered in focus, and the sharp profile of his face was a little pale and confident.

“Crack—”

The lock opened.

He casually threw the paper clips and wrench into the toolbox, then lifted his chin at Qin Ran and tapped his fingers on the blue box. “Take it.”

Qin Ran took it and opened it in front of them.

A document that looked like a research report was inside along with a piece of metal that looked dark black. It had been placed inside for several years but wasn’t at all rusty.

Cheng Mu had no idea what these were.

In Yun Cheng, Chen Shulan and Ning Wei hadn’t seemed like ordinary people to him, but he hadn’t been able to guess what was different about them.

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Thus, there was no way he could tell at this time either. He just looked down at the wooden box and withdrew his gaze.

He returned to his room to read the pile of books Qin Ran gave him.

Looking down at the research document, Qin Ran pursed her lips. She knew this was probably what her Grandpa had left behind.

She turned the items over and then took out the document and the piece of metal. A slightly yellowed letter was placed at the bottom of the box.

As soon as she took out the letter to read it, Cheng Juan suddenly pressed on her right hand.

She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.

“Take it back to your room and read it.” Cheng Juan continued staring at the piece of metal. He was silent for a long while before finally looking up. “Your Grandpa… Really…”

He didn’t know what words to use to describe him, but his dark eyes showed respect for the old man.

“Okay.” Qin Ran didn’t ask further.

She closed the box with a “pop”.

The two of them went upstairs together.

Once Cheng Juan left, Cheng Jin walked into Cheng Mu’s collection room and saw him sitting cross-legged on the floor reading comics. He calmly asked, “Has Ouyang Wei contacted you recently?”

“No.” Cheng Mu looked up at him in surprise. “You guys didn’t let me contact her.”

He had yet to figure it out.

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Cheng Jin thoughtfully said, “Yeah. You did well.”

“Oh. By the way, Brother, wait a while. I’ll transfer you some money.” Cheng Mu remembered something and took out his phone to transfer 20 million to him.

Transferring money took several procedures, and it would probably take a few hours for the 20 million to enter Cheng Jin’s account.

But when Cheng Jin saw the 100 million in Cheng Mu’s account, he paused and was very surprised. “Where did you get so much money from?”

“Miss Qin taught me.” Cheng Mu lifted his chin and looked rather proud.

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Cheng Jin was speechless.

He stood up and left.

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**

“I’ll go to the study to handle some matters.” Back upstairs, Cheng Juan glanced at Qin Ran and reached out to touch her cheeks. “Don’t think too much and just do whatever you want to.”

He thought for a while and lowered his head. “It’s best you follow me these days.”

Qin Ran looked up at him. Elder Xu had said this to her before too.

She nodded, originally wanting to ask Cheng Juan if he knew what was in the box.

But judging from his reaction, she already guessed that he must know.

She turned and walked to her room thoughtfully.

“Forget it.” Glancing at her back view, Cheng Juan thought for a moment and reached out to pull her back. “Let’s go to the study and research it together.”

Chen Shulan had indeed left behind Ning’er’s research data.

Qin Ran sat on the desk in the study and studied the information.

It was indeed another list, just as Elder Xu said.

Chen Shulan had always been Ning’er’s assistant. At that time, Fang Zhenbo had called Chen Shulan “Professor Chen” at her funeral, so he clearly recognized her.

Cheng Juan turned on the computer and started a video call with Cheng Shui, who was in Continent M.

After the meeting, he went out again to answer his phone.

Sitting on the chair, Qin Ran stared at Cheng Juan’s back, knocking on the list left by Chen Shulan with one hand, deep in thought.

She had yet to figure out anything when her phone suddenly rang.