Ye Qingqing then looked at the veiled woman next to President Fan. She was wearing a white dress and appeared to be a young girl with a graceful figure. However, her entire body was covered up, even her fingers, with no skin exposed.

Her face was also covered by a black veil, so her appearance could not be seen. Intuitively, she should be a beautiful woman. She quietly nestled against President Fan without making a sound.

"Are these two your friends, Zhengrong? Let me introduce you!" President Fan said with a slight smile, very politely.

Zhang Zhengrong looked a little embarrassed and quickly explained, "We just met."

Lu Mo took out his business card and handed it over with both hands, saying, "Please give me your guidance."

Mr. Fan glanced at the business card, was taken aback, and exclaimed in a somewhat exaggerated manner, "So you are the famous Mr. Lu! You are indeed young and promising, a true rising star! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Not at all, Mr. Fan, you flatter me. You are a senior in the field," Lu Mo said politely.

Mr. Fan also took out his business card and handed it to Lu Mo, saying, "Let's have tea together sometime."

Ye Qingqing glanced at it out of the corner of her eye. The business card was quite high-end, the kind with gold trim, and it was covered with a dense string of titles. She couldn't read a single word, but it seemed that the person was quite wealthy.

She looked at the veiled woman again, and her feelings grew increasingly strange. She felt like she had seen her somewhere before, and she wished she could see her face.

When President Fan arrived, Li Wuming shrank behind Ruan Yingzi, his head bowed low, and didn't utter a sound.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, President Fan led the veiled woman away. As they reached the gate, the veiled woman turned back slightly, glanced at Ye Qingqing, and quickly turned away, saying coldly, "That woman in the red dress is Ye Qingqing, the direct descendant you have been searching for."

Mr. Fan's smile faded, his expression turning cold. "I know, we'll talk about it when we get back."

"I want Ye Qingqing dead." The veiled woman gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with hatred as cold as ice.

"Before you get your hands on the treasure, you better be careful. If you mess up your master's important business, he will never let you off the hook. His methods of punishment are not something you can afford to endure," President Fan warned coldly.

This woman always thinks she's clever. If it weren't for his master's orders, he wouldn't have kept her by his side. She's more trouble than she's worth.

"I understand, thank you, Sixth Senior Brother. Only you truly care about me." The woman's voice softened, her eyes shimmering with a pitiful light as she looked at President Fan. Although there was a veil between them, the allure of seeing flowers through the mist was the most captivating.

This woman isn't particularly beautiful, but she's undeniably alluring. Since Master didn't say he couldn't take care of her, he might as well take care of her both physically and emotionally.

"You know how good I am? How do you plan to thank me?" President Fan's eyes became flippant, and his voice rose a little.

The woman lowered her head, her shimmering light turning cold and indistinct, but her voice softened even more, "Sixth Senior Brother, you can do whatever you want... You're my only support..."

Ye Qingqing watched from behind. The more she looked at the woman, the more familiar she seemed. She was sure she had seen her before with that figure and posture. Who was she?

"Brother, doesn't that woman look familiar?" Ye Qingqing asked softly.

Lu Mo's expression was serious. He had noticed the veiled woman long ago and recognized her roughly, but now was not the time to talk about it. He whispered in Ye Qingqing's ear, "We'll discuss it in detail when we get back."