Chapter 711 - 741: Lin Nian Isn’t Dead?

On the other end of the line, Shen Yi said, "She’s a screenwriter who’s gotten popular in the last two years. Her name is Su Yuxi, and she even starred in the script she wrote. Jiao Jiao, don’t you think she looks a little familiar?"

Her facial features seemed to have changed—for instance, her nose was a bit higher, the corners of her eyes were wider, and her chin was sharper.

But anyone who knew her well could still find familiar traces in that face.

Qin Jiao hummed softly and said, "Mhm, very familiar."

’She looks so much like Lin Nian!’

Shen Yi said, "Right? She looks just like Lin Nian! Her resume says she was working overseas before, but faking a background like that is just too easy."

Qin Jiao fell silent, her eyes fixed on the woman on the television.

"So, Lin Nian isn’t dead."

"Yeah, she’s probably not dead, which means Lu Jiuan isn’t dead either. Jiao Jiao, I remember you said that the man with the goatee was acting on orders from a Boss Su. There’s definitely something fishy going on here!"

The recent unanswered questions were slowly starting to connect. Qin Jiao’s heart sank as she stared silently at the television screen.

’Lin Nian, oh Lin Nian... if that really is you, why couldn’t you just live out your transmigrated life in peace after faking your death?’

’Did you have to come looking for trouble with me?’

’Fine. I let you go last time. This time, no matter what, you can spend the rest of your transmigrated life in prison!’

"Jiao Jiao, Su Yuxi’s brother, Su Zeyuan, opened a clothing company. They’re mainly focused on the southern market, but they’re interested in expanding to the North. I have a feeling... their target is Jiu Yi."

Qin Jiao said, "If that’s the case, then it’s confirmed. They have to be Lin Nian and Lu Jiuan. Fine. If those two really dare to cause trouble in North City, we’ll just send them straight to prison!"

"Okay. If it’s really them, then we’ll send them back to prison together! It’s about time they went to reunite with Shen Feng!"

Even a saint has a breaking point, and Shen Yi was never known for his patience.

Qin Jiao casually switched off the TV, no longer looking at that face with its obvious signs of plastic surgery. She asked Shen Yi, "When are you coming home? Zijin and Xiao You miss you."

"I’ll be done with work soon. I can head back the day after tomorrow." Shen Yi suddenly lowered his voice. "The kids miss me, but what about their mom? Does she miss me?"

"Mhm, I miss you. I miss you a lot. So, can you magically appear in front of me right now?"

"...I’ll have my assistant change my flight right now!"

Qin Jiao hurriedly said, "Whoa, whoa, I’m just kidding. Finish your work first. A day or two won’t make a difference."

Shen Yi sighed. "But it makes a difference to me. Why on earth did I decide to open the company way out in State City?"

But complaining aside, they didn’t have any other choice.

For an electronics company, State City was the best choice. Over the next twenty to thirty years, it was projected to become the fastest-growing hub in the industry.

After chatting with Shen Yi for a while, Qin Jiao felt her mood stabilize. Their enemies’ sneaky tricks were despicable, but she wasn’t afraid of them.

She would simply face whatever came her way.

In fact, a part of her actually hoped that Su Yuxi really was Lin Nian after plastic surgery. She’d always regretted that Lin Nian had gotten off too easy with death.

Meanwhile, after Shen Yi hung up, he glumly lit a cigarette. His heart had already flown back to his wife and kids in North City.

His assistant cautiously asked, "Boss, should I still change the flight?"