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I Became A Hit After My Divorce!
Chapter 401 - Chapter 401: Not as Good-looking as MeChapter 401: Not as Good-looking as Me
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
These days, Nangong Jue sent her to and from school almost every day.
Of course, Lu Minan was the same. However, he still had official duties and didn’t have much time, but he would definitely come as long as he was free.
Therefore, Le Yao and Qiao Qiao could only get together in school now. Once they left the school, they would definitely have two followers.
Nangong Jue glanced at Le Yao and followed her without saying anything.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Be careful. Don’t let her discover you.” Le Yao realized that Nangong Jue was quite close and couldn’t help but be worried.
“Don’t worry, my tracking technique is quite powerful.” Nangong Jue was very confident. “I definitely won’t lose them, let alone be discovered.”
Le Yao didn’t say anything else, but she felt a little strange. How could a businessman like him know how to track people? As she was thinking, something appeared in her mind. Scenes after scenes were actually the memories she had lost previously.
“She got out of the car.” At this moment, Nangong Jue’s car stopped and gestured in front.
Le Yao came back to her senses and hurriedly looked ahead. As expected, Han Xueqian had already gotten out of the taxi and got into another black car.
“Can you check the owner of that car?” Le Yao took out her cell phone and took a video of Han Xueqian getting into the car. As she watched the black car leave, she couldn’t help but ask Nangong Jue for help.
“Yes.” The corners of Nangong Jue’s mouth curled up slightly. It was a good thing that this woman was willing to rely on him. He took out his phone and sent a message. “Do you still want to follow?”
“Forget it.” Le Yao shook her head. Anyway, she had already recorded it. She would wait until she found the owner of the car.
News from Nangong Jue came very quickly. Before they returned to Long Ting, the results were out.
“The owner of that car is called Fang Yu. He’s the young master of the Tianlin Greening Company.” Nangong Jue told Le Yao the news of the investigation. “He said that no one in the Fang family might know, but the Fang family’s in-laws are the Wei family.”
“Fang Yu? Tianlin Greening?” Le Yao frowned. “Has Han Xueqian found her next home again?” She really admired this woman. “Wait, the Wei family?
Which Wei family? Could it be…” As she spoke, she stretched out two fingers.” This Wei family?”
“That’s right.” Nangong Jue nodded. “The second-in-command of Xiling City, Wei Bingyi, married Fang Ruiyun back then. Fang Yu is Fang Ruiyun’s biological nephew. Back then, Wei Bingyi quickly rose to prominence from a small subject because of the support of the Fang family. There was news that Zhao Xincheng would be transferred to Beijing after the new year, and Wei Bingyi would definitely be the successor.”
“Hehe.” Le Yao smiled. “My sister is quite capable.” She paused for a moment.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“By the way, how does Fang Yu look?”
“Definitely not as good-looking as me,” Nangong Jue said seriously.
Le Yao:
That wasn’t what she was trying to say, okay? “Fang Yu is 30 years old this year and widowed.”
“Huh?” Le Yao was stunned.
“His wife committed suicide three years ago. This matter was quite sensational at that time. They thought it was a murder, but later on, the investigation found that the woman was depressed and committed suicide. At that time, the two of them were only married for a year.”
Le Yao frowned. Three years ago, Fang Yu was only 27 years old. Then his wife would probably be younger, but she committed suicide from depression? This sounded a little scary.
That wasn’t what she was trying to say, okay? “Fang Yu is 30 years old this year and widowed..”