Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
She looked young in the picture like she had just graduated from university.
After some time, Qin Yinan blinked into consciousness and pulled his gaze away from the gingko trees. He switched off the engine, pushed the door, and got out. He oozed confidence and stability, not a trace of the fact that his attention had fluttered earlier.
When Qin Yinan entered the room, the place was already almost full. He had just sat down when the waitresses started to serve the food.
The host of the night was CEO Chen, who had brought many bottles of wine with him from his collection. He ordered the waitress to open them, and before drinking, the room was already filled with the bouquet of sweet alcohol.
The older the wine, the stronger the kick. After a few rounds, there were already a few who started to slur their words.
Probably influenced by the memory of Cheng Qingchong earlier, Qin Yinan seemed rather down throughout the night.
Over the past two months, he had tried to contact Cheng Qingchong, but the number he had of the woman was no longer in service. Her social media had been left to fester after their divorce. He tried to message her online, but he had not once received any reply.
Two individuals in the same city probably wouldn’t have met each other again after they parted. The odds were even smaller between him and Cheng Qingchong, who had moved from Beijing. Even though Qin Yinan had tried his best to gather more information on Cheng Qingchong, no one in his circle could offer any updates. Two months passed in the blink of an eyes, and Qin Yinan came up with nothing. The two of them were like two broken kites, each flying off to their own piece of sky, destined not to meet ever again.
As the dinner dragged on, someone brought up the topic of ST Empire. Ever since his marriage to Song Qingchun, Su Zhinian had created one business miracle after another. It was not uncommon for a legend such as himself to become the topic of conversation. A legendary figure like him would never run out of fashion because people would always like to know how he managed to accomplish so many miraculous feats.
Of the guests that night, there was a CEO Zhang who had cooperated with ST Empire twice already. When the table was talking about Su Zhinian, he suddenly chimed in to bring up Su Zhinian’s secretary.
“You’re talking about Miss Cheng? She’s probably the most professional personal assistant I’ve seen in my life!”
“I remember it now. I think her name is Cheng Qingchong?”
Qin Yinan, who was going to excuse himself for a smoke break, sat back down in his chair when he heard this familiar yet strange name.
“That’s right, her name is Cheng Qingchong. I saw her in Shanghai a few days ago.”
Shanghai? Qin Yinan’s eyes glowed and turned to ask the speaking man, “Which area of Shanghai?”
In his alcoholic haze, the man didn’t notice the weird expression on Qin Yinan’s face. He believed they were still chit-chatting, so he answered readily, “Around Huang Pu River… The famous high-end residential area. I hear the real estate there sells for about 60,000 RMB per square foot. I think it’s called Lan Ting Garden or something… She has built a good life for herself though. That day, I saw it was an expensive imported car that came to fetch her. I was visiting a friend who also lives there that day, and according to my friend, she lives in one of the single bungalows…”
The man picked up the glass of wine to finish it before sighing to hide his intention to gossip. “…I wonder which rich guy she has managed to snap up for herself…”
