That same day, Xiao Ling finished compiling information on about a hundred of An's father's relatives and sent it to Qiao Zhen. During her afternoon nap, Qiao Zhen leaned on the table and reviewed the information in her mind. "Xiao Ling, go check if anyone has been in contact with Master Qin recently, both openly and privately. I need to know."

Xiao Ling: [Okay, give me one hour.]

Its efficiency was quite high; within an hour, it had meticulously compiled information on all the people who had recently been in contact with Master Qin and sent it to Qiao Zhen.

Qiao Zhen actually managed to find a relative of the An family who had contact with Master Qin. That person was An's father's cousin, named Wan Geng, who was considered a rising star in the business world. And because Wan Geng was his cousin's only son, An's father provided him with many conveniences.

But human nature is greedy, and once you start, you'll start again. After Wan Geng got a taste of success from An's father, Wan Geng began to covet An Zhao's position. In his mind, An's father's future business would all be left to An Zhao, but An Zhao was blind, and even if the business was left to him, he would eventually squander it all.

Although the whimsical Wan Geng was unconvinced, he was just an inexperienced young man, unable to act on his thoughts. Thus, Wan Geng came under Qin Ye's eye, who easily manipulated him with a few words.

The things in An Zhao's room were what Master Qin did when Wan Geng visited the An family during the holidays. That explanation makes perfect sense.

Wan Geng is about ten years older than An Zhao, and is the closest in age to An Zhao in terms of generation. It is understandable that An Zhao's father hopes that An Zhao can step out of his shell and allows Wan Geng to have contact with An Zhao.

Qiao Zhen: [Why does it feel like An's father is such a troublemaker?]

Xiao Ling: [Then what is An Zhao?]

It's shit.

Qiao Zhen was speechless. [I was just using an analogy, you understand? A brain-dead system!]

Xiao Ling retorted: [I don't understand, who is the metaphor? Why did you hit him?!]

Qiao Zhen simply blocked it.

Master Qin and Wan Geng are birds of a feather, and their involvement will lead to many other troubles, which is what An's father should worry about. Qiao Zhen asked Xiao Ling to print out the documents, and when she returned home that evening, she delivered them to An's father's desk, saying, "These are the things the detective agency found out."

An's father raised an eyebrow and looked at the documents. "If those detective agencies can find this out, then they can't be impoverished internally. As for your abilities, I won't ask, but you can't ruin An Zhao."

Qiao Zhen raised an eyebrow, not to be outdone, "He was ruined to begin with, so don't try to shift the blame."

"Tsk." Mr. An's words were full of sarcasm. "She's just a high school girl after all; her naivety is tinged with ruthlessness. What are you and your mother planning?"

Qiao Zhen sighed, "We'll move out once these things are over, at the latest in two months."

An's father did not reply, so Qiao Zhen turned and left, not forgetting to leave a message as she closed the door: "Don't tell An Zhao about this. I have my own ideas."

She closed the door.

Ultimately, all of these things stemmed from An Zhao's blindness. Both the system missions and the tribulation missions were closely related to An Zhao's blindness, and everything Qiao Zhen had done over the past month was merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

Qiao Zhen: [Chu Chu, give me a candy bean, the kind that can cure eye ailments.]

Chu Chu: [There's no medicine specifically for treating eyes, only for wounds, and the medicine is quite potent.]

Qiao Zhen: [Give me one.]

Chu Chu: [It's in your pocket.]

Qiao Zhen: [Okay, after a while, I'll leave the An family with the original owner's mother. You'll stay here to protect An Zhao. Are you confident in that?]

Chu Chu: [Yes! Full of confidence! I can almost feel my wildness right now, my powerful physique, and my sharp, fierce eyes!]

...Qiao Zhen didn't want to hear Chu Chu bragging, so she simply blocked Chu Chu.

After returning to the An family home, Qiao Zhen went into An Zhao's bedroom to pour him a glass of water and casually put the colorless and odorless "candy beans" into the teacup. "Zhao Zhao, would you like some water?"

An Zhao took the water glass and said, "Mmm."

Qiao Zhen watched An Zhao drink a glass of water, her inner monologue quite dramatic: Don't blame me for using such drastic measures, it's just that I won't be able to leave in peace until this problem is completely eradicated!

The medication takes effect very slowly.

On the third day after An Zhao took the medicine, his eyes started to hurt and started to bleed black blood.

Qiao Zhen immediately stopped him from touching his eyes, "Don't touch them, Zhao Zhao, don't touch your eyes."

"My eyes... my eyes hurt." An Zhao's arms were restrained by Qiao Zhen, but his eyes were burning with pain, and something seemed to be flowing out—a thick, sticky liquid. "Zhenzhen, my eyes hurt! My eyes hurt so much! Zhenzhen..."

Qiao Zhen felt heartbroken seeing him like this, but she couldn't relieve his pain. "Zhao Zhao, be good, let's go to the hospital. Come on, let me help you." She helped An Zhao out to hail a taxi and asked Qiao's mother to inform An's father.

Sugar Bean has brought out decades of accumulated eye disease in An Zhao, and the hospital should be able to handle it now. But Qiao Zhen didn't expect that medical care in this world wasn't as advanced as she thought; An's father was already preparing to take An Zhao abroad for treatment.

"Zhenzhen, will you come with me?" An Zhao asked uncertainly. He already lacked a sense of security, and now he was going abroad with his father.

Qiao Zhen pursed her lips. It was better to separate now and avoid being the bad guy. "I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao, I can't go with you. My mother is still here, and she has no intention of going abroad."

"Then I won't go," An Zhao said stubbornly. "If you don't go, I won't go either."

Subconsciously, he was threatening Qiao Zhen to go with him.

Qiao Zhen decided to start her persuasion, "Why not go? There's a high chance your eyes can be cured abroad." With Tang Doudou's help, a full recovery was certain, but she couldn't say that. "Don't you want to see what I look like? What if I have to leave one day? How will you find me? You wouldn't even recognize me if I walked right past you!"

She earnestly advised, "Zhaozhao, I'm not yours, at least not now, but your eyes are definitely yours, always have been. I won't be taking care of you for the next few days, so think about it yourself and I hope you can make a rational decision. Don't let me down, okay?"

Qiao Zhen left An Zhao sitting in the chair, pushed open the door and left, then went to An's father. "Sir, I'm persuading the young master to get treatment, and we can take this opportunity to separate. If he feels we're not suitable after his eyes have healed, please tell him what happened before. If he thinks there's still a possibility, please keep it a secret for me."

Mr. An paused, his hand holding the coffee cup still. "This young lady is quite shrewd." He sighed slowly and gave in to Qiao Zhen, "I agree."

Over the course of several days, An Zhao went from anticipation to confusion to disappointment and then to despair. The darkness before his eyes and his inability to find Qiao Zhen caused him immense pain, but at the same time, his determination to treat his eyes grew stronger.

An Zhao was a little sulky. Qiao Zhen really hadn't taken care of him for several days after saying she wouldn't! A childish thought gradually formed in his mind. He had always heard Qiao Zhen praise his face, so after his eyes were healed, he walked up to Qiao Zhen and pretended not to know her. When she came up to acknowledge him, he impatiently asked, "Who are you?"

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is stark. It can even be cruel.

Qiao Zhen reappeared in front of An Zhao, "Zhao Zhao, go get your eyes treated."