A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
Wei Lai held a small notebook in his hand with a serious face, "First of all, Doctor Han and the boss are a perfect match, a perfect couple..."
“That’s enough!”
Zhiyun interrupted Wei Lai and said, "I know you are very much in favor of Han Qingrang and I being together, but is that the point? Please continue to finish your analysis and play the role of Sherlock Holmes."
"Okay, boss."
Wei Lai picked up the small notebook and continued to write down his thoughts. "Boss, you suspect that Doctor Han might be the master of Teng Mansion. Although I used to think it was ridiculous and even thought you were talking nonsense."
“…”
Wei Lai: "Anyway, I will definitely not object to the boss's idea right now."
"How do you think we can solve the problem?" Zhiyun asked.
Wei Lai replied, "It's both simple and not so simple. Send someone to Europe to infiltrate the coronation ceremony. If the Lord of Teng Mansion is truly that noble, he will most likely crown the new monarch himself. It will be clear then."
"So it's not simple?"
"It's not simple because everything I said above is bullshit and impossible. It's because sneaking into the coronation ceremony is incredibly difficult."
Zhiyun: “…”
Wei Lai silently put down the notebook and said to Zhiyun with regret, "Boss, Simantu's coronation ceremony is very grand. After all, it is a national event. For those above the rank of Earl, it goes without saying. Ordinary people like us, don't even think about it."
Zhiyun: “…”
Really, Zhiyun almost rolled her eyes.
"I suspect you're teasing me. No, I suspect you're taking this opportunity to humiliate my intelligence."
He didn't!
He really didn't!
"Let's book the tickets first." Zhiyun also needed to think about this matter carefully.
Wei Lai asked, "Where are you booking the tickets, boss?"
"From Dongjiang."
"Would you like to order the Smantu?"
"order!"
Order first.
She has been trying to find out Han Qingrang's identity for a long time.
He kept it a secret so tightly, and she tried hard to dig. He didn't let her know, but she just wanted to know. Sooner or later, she would find out his true identity.
"Boss, are you going to Smantu?"
"We'll see when the time comes. It's not confirmed yet."
"Okay, boss."
After hanging up the video call, Zhiyun went to sleep.
Closing my eyes, my mind was filled with the thoughts and analysis that Wei Lai had just made.
She just couldn't believe it. Han Qingrang might have set a trap for her and lured her into it silently. The key point was that she didn't notice it at all.
In the past...
Never mind, the past is the past.
Now she had to admit that it was true that a woman's IQ would drop when she was in love. When she was blinded by beauty, her IQ would not stand out.
She took out her cell phone and called Han Qingrang.
The call was quickly answered, and his clear voice came through the receiver, "Zhizhi."
"Have you slept?"
"without."
Zhiyun switched hands to hold the phone and turned over. "Qingrang, ever since I inherited my fortune again, I've been very busy. We haven't traveled alone yet, have we?"
"Zhizhi, do you want to take me on a trip?"
"Do you want to go?"
"I think as long as I'm with Zhizhi and there's just space for the two of us, anywhere is fine."
The topic came to this point, and Zhiyun cleared her throat and said, "Doctor Han, I have been to many countries before, but the world is so big, and there are actually not many places I can go to. I looked at the itinerary. After going to Dongjiang this time, how about we go traveling for a while?"