Chapter 93 which little vixen insisted on peeking at the shower

He Lanjin took a closer look at Qiao Hanye's "contract" and rolled her eyes.

"Do you think I want you?" He Lanjin said as she lazily poked him with the document.

"Of course you do. You like my body right now and you will continue liking it in the future," Qiao Hanye said as he turned the car around.

Back in the Lu residence, Lu Zifan stomped and kicked the door in anger. As if what He Lanjin did was not infuriating enough, Lu Zifan's foot got caught in the door. He screamed in pain, breaking the stillness of the night.

Holding the file in one hand, He Lanjin lifted Qiao Hanye's chin with her other hand and said, "So you want to play tricks with me, huh?"

"It's not a trick; it's the truth," Qiao Hanye said, a bit ruffled that He Lanjin was not being true to her word. "Let me refresh your memory. On your first night in Jing Garden, someone was watching me while I was bathing. I still do not know who that little fairy is."

He Lanjin fell silent.

He Lanjin did not answer, but the gears in her head were whirring. She could tell with single look that Qiao Hanye was deviously planning something.

He Lanjin's phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence in the car. She looked at her phone and huffed. "What does he want this time?''

"Who?" Qiao Hanye asked.

He Lanjin held up her phone and showed Qiao Hanye the caller ID display name. "My dad."

Qiao Hanye took the phone to answer the call. "Hello, who is this?"

"I should be asking you that question!" came He Wenqing's enraged voice. "Was it you who told He Lanjin to break off her engagement with Lu Zifan? A pair of *****erers, that's what you are! If something happens to the He family, I will find someone to kill you. I will f*cking skin you alive!" He Wenqing was obviously drunk.

Qiao Hanye's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly. Anger filled his eyes as he asked, "What did you say He Lanjin was?"

Qiao Hanye did not care about people cursing him. But saying something disrespectful about He Lanjin was equivalent to asking for death.

"Don't you understand human language?" He Wenqing lashed out with disdain. "I said you two are a pair of *****erers!"

Qiao Hanye sneered and said, "Very well."

He hung up the phone and saw He Lanjin gloating. "How was it?" she asked.

"Not good," Qiao Hanye said.

Seeing how pissed He Lanjin was, Qiao Hanye could not help but tease her. "Don't worry, Mrs. Qiao. I'll help you pick him up later."

He Lanjin's mood got lighter. She chatted happily with Qiao Hanye as they drove back to Jing Garden. When they got home, He Lanjin went straight to her room to take a shower. She contentedly climbed onto the bed afterward and checked her phone. Her mood changed when she saw An Nuan's message.

Sitting on the bed with her back to the door, He Lanjin was lost in her thoughts. She felt a presence approaching and tried to stand up, but she lost her balance and instead fell into Qiao Hanye's arms.

"Mrs. Qiao, is there something on your mind?" Qiao Hanye asked. He Lanjin's phone screen was right in his face, but he respected her privacy.

He Lanjin straightened herself and swung a leg at Qiao Hanye. "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"I want to show you something," Qiao Hanye said seriously as he handed her a document.

He Lanjin took a look at the document and said, "How did you find out?"

He Lanjin was surprised. She had An Nuan investigate on this matter, but An Nuan did not find out much. How was Qiao Hanye able to find this much information?

Qiao Hanye was really something. He always bested He Lanjin, be it in terms of ability or influence.

After He Lanjin perused the newfound information, she turned to Qiao Hanye and said softly, "I have something to ask you."

"Yes, go ahead," Qiao Hanye said, pleased that He Lanjin was starting to open up to him.

He Lanjin propped herself up and spoke to Qiao Hanye. Her voice was very soft, but her logic was clear. Qiao Hanye pulled up the blanket and tucked her in, saying, "Since you have these doubts, why don't you do some testing?"

He Lanjin fell silent. The information Qiao Hanye got was solid, detailing the difficulties that she suffered through the years. But why were a lot of people interested in her? Why did He Wenqing sell her out?

As He Lanjin leaned against the headboard, Qiao Hanye took a pillow and placed it behind her to cushion her back. She gripped the blanket and said, "It's easy to have the test done, but it's hard to do that to the people who have raised me. They weren't the best parents, but I can't just throw away the 23 years they spent on me.

"Ah Jin," Qiao Hanye said in a deep voice. "There's a difference between raising you and using you. You are not stupid to not know the difference." He sat on the bed beside her. "I doubt He Wenqing relied solely on himself to get to such a position in Jiang City."