Jiang Qing froze.
Jiang Yutong—the second daughter of the Jiang family.
Su Corporation had no business dealings with the Jiang family. Why would President Su want to investigate Jiang Yutong?
"May I ask what exactly you'd like me to look into regarding Jiang Yutong?" Jiang Qing inquired respectfully.
Su Hua's voice carried a dangerous edge. "Dig into her romantic history, and find anything unsavory about her."
Jiang Yutong: "!!!"
This was all too familiar!
Whenever a woman took an interest in Young Master Lin, or whenever he grew close to someone, Su Hua would order her to investigate them.
Just what kind of charm did Young Master Lin possess to attract even Jiang Yutong?
"Understood, President Su. I’ll get right on it."
After hanging up, Jiang Qing immediately delegated the task to her subordinates.
Su Hua stared at her phone, her eyes icy.
If Jiang Yutong dared to covet Xuan, she wouldn’t hesitate to act—even if she was from the Jiang family.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yutong was focused on her computer, handling work.
"Achoo!"
"Achoo!"
She suddenly sneezed several times, rubbing her nose. Why did she suddenly feel a chill down her spine, as if someone was watching her?
"Yutong, are you catching a cold?" Jiang Manting frowned, concerned. "Should you take some medicine?"
"No need, sis."
Jiang Yutong pulled up a photo she had found online and showed it to Jiang Manting. "Sis, what do you think of him?"
Jiang Manting studied the picture and nodded. "Not bad. Quite handsome."
Wait—
Her gaze turned questioning as she looked at Jiang Yutong.
This was the first time her sister had ever shown her a man’s photo.
Could it be…?
"Yutong, are you seeing someone?" Jiang Manting pressed.
"Big sis, where did that come from?" Jiang Yutong sighed. "I just feel an inexplicable closeness when I look at him."
"Haven’t we always wanted a younger brother? I think he’d be perfect. Plus, he saved Grandpa and me."
Jiang Manting’s brows furrowed.
No wonder he looked so familiar—he was the one who had rescued Grandpa.
"Yutong, he’s the CEO of Tianmu Group, isn’t he? If you want to adopt him as a brother, you should ask him first. He might not be interested."
"I know, I was just thinking out loud." Jiang Yutong sighed again.
If only their parents had given them a younger brother back then.
Then she wouldn’t be so envious of other families’ sons.
"Drink your milk and get some rest."
With that, Jiang Manting left the study, not taking Jiang Yutong’s words too seriously.
She had said similar things before—this was probably just another passing thought.
Two hours later, Jiang Qing had compiled a dossier on Jiang Yutong. As she flipped through it, her frown deepened.
Surprisingly, Jiang Yutong was accomplished, principled, and had a clean reputation.
While not as stunning as Su Hua, she was undeniably attractive.
Young Master Lin really knew how to attract high-caliber women.
Jiang Qing inwardly despaired.
Silently, she lit a few imaginary candles for Lin Xuan.
Young Master Lin, you’re on your own.
She braced herself—if Su Hua locked him up again, it wouldn’t just be for seven days this time. Jiang Yutong was far more impressive than the others who had caught his eye, meaning Su Hua’s jealousy would be worse.
She’d be in for a lot of work.
Jiang Qing continued reading.
She absentmindedly sipped her coffee, but when she reached the last page, she nearly spat it out.
Holy—!
Jiang Yutong was the daughter of Jiang Shuqin’s biological brother.
That made her and Young Master Lin cousins.
What a twist!
Jiang Qing had planned to fabricate a scandalous past for Jiang Yutong, but now there was no need.
She personally delivered the file to Night Garden.
Knock, knock, knock.
She rapped on Su Hua’s study door.
"Enter," came the response.
Jiang Qing stepped inside.
Only Su Hua was present—Lin Xuan was nowhere to be seen.
Approaching the desk, Jiang Qing placed the dossier before Su Hua.
"President Su, here’s the report on Jiang Yutong as you requested."
At the mention of Jiang Yutong, the air turned frigid.
Su Hua picked up the file and began reading.
"According to our findings," Jiang Qing said, "Jiang Yutong leads a clean personal life, has a simple social circle, and a pleasant temperament. No major flaws."
The temperature in the room plummeted further.
Su Hua let out a low chuckle, laced with menace. "How impressive."
The more outstanding she was, the more Su Hua despised her proximity to Xuan.
Jiang Qing shivered but didn’t dare speak.
Su Hua tapped her fingers lightly on the desk.
"Prepare some falsified records."
She saw nothing wrong with this tactic. For Xuan, she would do anything.
Jiang Qing sighed inwardly.
Of course. This was Su Hua’s go-to move.
Last time, Miss Xu Wan had been smeared as having dated 108 men.
Jiang Qing hesitated.
Su Hua glanced up sharply. "Problem?"
"N-none at all," Jiang Qing stammered. "But, President Su… I suggest you read the last page first."
Fabricating evidence now could backfire if Jiang Yutong and Young Master Lin ever reconciled—especially since she was his cousin. Best not to provoke her.
Su Hua frowned but flipped to the final page.
Her expression shifted as she absorbed the contents.
The Jiang family… were Xuan’s relatives.
"President Su," Jiang Qing explained, "after Jiang Shuqin married Lin Chang, the Jiangs severed ties with her. They’ve had no contact since."
"However, Young Master Lin saved Grandpa Jiang. And just today, he rescued Jiang Yutong from an assault. He’s practically their family’s savior. If they learn his identity, they might seek to reconnect."

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