Qin Lang shook his head without hesitation: "I've already given this doll away."

The boy wanted to say something more, but his girlfriend stopped him: "Don't embarrass yourself. It was a gift for his girlfriend..." Besides, the two of them didn't look like they were short of money.

The girl glanced at Qin Lang shyly, then quickly pulled the boy away.

"What happened? Do you know them?" Bai Yan asked curiously, looking at the man and woman who had already left.

Qin Lang shook his head: "I don't know them. They want to buy this doll from me." Then he handed the doll to Bai Yan: "I just got it. Here you go."

Bai Yan raised her face, holding the doll in her hands and looking at him with a smile: "I saw it. You're very good. The boss said you're a professional. A lot of people were looking at you just now."

"It's alright." Qin Lang's ears turned slightly red.

"Thank you for the doll." Bai Yan looked at him with her beautiful, starry eyes. "Shall I treat you to dinner later?"

Qin Lang met her eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

The first time they met, she told him she liked him, and his emotions were stirred by someone more than ever before—surprise, disappointment, fear…

Qin Lang had a lot to say. He wanted to respond and say, "I'm different from you college students. I'm very serious about relationships. I don't date people for a week."

"If you really want to be with me, it's for life. Think it over."

He knew these young people went through breakups and reconciliations; he understood that people would say they liked someone just because they were good-looking. But he didn't want a life of breakups and reconciliations…

But he wasn't Qin Lang now; he was Zhou Shao, a rich second-generation heir. So he didn't say anything: "You've been out all day. Let me take you back to your hotel to rest. I'll treat you to dinner."

Qin Lang now regrets accepting this mission; otherwise, he could have interacted with her using his true identity.

Bai Yan smiled and nodded: "That's fine."

She stretched out her hand: "I've been sitting here for ages, my legs hurt, give me a hand."

Qin Lang couldn't bear to refuse her, and just as he reached out to help her, Bai Yan, who had only wanted to act coquettishly, suddenly felt her legs become sore and numb after resting for a while, and she couldn't help but frown.

"What's wrong?" Qin Lang asked.

"My feet hurt when I wear high heels."

"Please sit down first, let me take a look."

He squatted down, lifted one of her legs onto his knee, and quickly took off the silver high heel. Her feet were beautiful, but the toes and soles were pitifully red.

"If I wear high heels again tomorrow, my feet will be swollen."

He took off her other shoe, hooked it in his hand, and carried her out of the crowd.

Bai Yan's gaze fell on the pair of high heels, and a similar scene involuntarily came to mind: Ji Bei had helped her and carried her home from school on his bicycle, and later gave her a pair of high heels...

"What are you thinking about?" Qin Lang asked.

"I just remembered a time before, a scene very similar to ours, when my shoe heel broke..." Memories naturally have both sweet and bitter moments, such as the helplessness of losing a loved one when Ji Bei passed away.

Bai Yan instinctively clung tightly to his arm: Thank goodness, he's still here.

Qin Lang watched as her expression went from sweet to pale, and his gaze quickly shifted away from her face, but his expression involuntarily turned sinister.

Who was she thinking about just now? Why did she have that expression on her face?

Is he her ex-boyfriend?

She hasn't forgotten her ex-boyfriend? That man had such a big impact on her?

After getting into the car, Qin Lang's aura became tense. Bai Yan, being intelligent, quickly realized the reason for his emotional fluctuations...

She was just expressing her feelings, but she forgot that he had always been a jealous man.

After returning to the hotel, Bai Yan thought about coaxing him.

Lovers are very sensitive to each other's emotions. He had no memories of the past, but she thought of someone else in front of him. She was wrong.

So she tugged at his arm and said sweetly, "Let me change my shoes, and we'll go out for dinner tonight—how about Sichuan food?"

"I'm tired," Qin Lang said. "Your feet need rest, you should get some rest too."

After saying that, he turned and left. Bai Yan stared at his back for a while, then could only rub her aching forehead and go back to her room: How can I appease him? How can I get rid of his resentment?

She quickly came up with an idea: Why not... solve it all at once?

After returning to his room, Qin Lang's face remained dark. He couldn't control his jealousy. Why? She was the one who confessed her feelings for him first, saying she fell in love with him at first sight!

Why would you think of someone else when you're with him?

Is that person really that good?

If things go well, will she say she likes him?

He's definitely a scumbag that people can't forget; scumbags are the best at deceiving young girls.

"Boss, you're back! Did you find out anything?" Xiao Lu asked.

Qin Lang: ...

“We didn’t talk about the research institute.” Qin Lang changed the subject: “The data has all been retrieved.”

“Yes, we’ve retrieved them all,” Xiao Lu said. “And Bai Yan and Bai Yi’an, their communications are also under our surveillance.”

Qin Lang frowned: "Investigate first. Remember, if no concrete evidence is found within three days, the surveillance must be lifted according to the rules." He didn't want her privacy to be constantly exposed to others.

"Don't worry, they all know the rules!"

...

With such a golden opportunity before him, Zhan Mingri didn't want to miss it. The whistleblower letter was genuine, and the modified gene sequence was also real. As long as he obtained the evidence, he would be the one to take the lead.

Since Qin Lang is unwilling to conduct an investigation, there will always be someone who wants to make a contribution with him!

Meanwhile, Qin Lang, who refused to have dinner with Bai Yan, went to look up information about the Bai family with Xiao Lu.

"Boss, listen to this, it's explosive!" Xiao Lu suddenly pulled Qin Lang up, seemingly having overheard something: "Bai Yan's roommate hooked up with her boyfriend, and the two of them are even trying to steal her bracelet!"

"But Bai Yan already knew they were having an affair, and she had someone spy on them!"

"What?"

Cheating on her boyfriend?

Xiao Lu looked on with great interest: "They haven't broken up yet! Do you think Bai Yan pursuing you is just like in the movies, trying to slap that jerk in the face?"

Xiao Lu didn't notice Qin Lang's increasingly dark face: She has a boyfriend, and they haven't broken up yet?!

At this moment, Xiao Lu received another call from his colleague. He turned to Qin Lang and said, "Boss, our people say that Bai Yan's boyfriend came to the hotel to see her, and now they want to go out together."

"It probably has nothing to do with genetic research, so we don't need to follow it, right?" Although he was also eager to see what all the fuss was about.

Qin Lang didn't say anything. He walked to the balcony, and after pulling back the curtains, he saw a man open the door of a high-profile sports car parked at the hotel entrance. Bai Yan then got into the car.

"Boss, boss?" Xiao Lu called out several times, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Qin Lang pulled the curtain down heavily, but his heart was burning with anxiety.

Bai Yan went to a French restaurant with Zhou Yunan. While Zhou Yunan was ordering, she picked up her phone and swiped around, watching a red dot on the screen move rapidly, quickly moving to the side of her hotel.

A smile played on her lips. Catching a thief should be a piece of cake for him.