Su Li and Quan Ye worked through the night to organize all the evidence and presented it to Old Tang the next day.

As Old Tang looked at the report in his hand, his expression grew more somber with each page he read.

Su Li stood in front of him, feeling a little nervous; her hands, gripping her phone, were sweating.

After reading it, the old man took off his reading glasses, his face solemn, and he didn't say a word.

“Grandpa, now you can believe that Quan Ye has nothing to do with my parents’ deaths, right? The Su Group’s bankruptcy was due to bad luck; a large amount of the company’s funds were stolen. It has nothing to do with the Quan Group.”

“Girl, the evidence you’ve compiled is indeed very convincing, proving that the information I saw before was fake.”

Su Li's eyes lit up, and she said happily, "You finally believe that Quan Ye is innocent. Can you rest assured now?"

Old Tang was still at a loss. He patted her hand and asked her to sit down. "I'm not saying I really hate him. It's okay now that it's been clarified, but I'm just worried."

What are you worried about?

"Have you ever thought about what the person who gave me the fake information really intended?"

Su Li fell silent for a moment.

"Maybe that person wanted to deliberately create a misunderstanding between me and Master Quan, and then separate us."

"Girl, I can tell you really like Quan Ye. When it comes to your parents' life and death, you trust him unconditionally. How much love does that take to do that?"

“Grandpa, because I’ve known him for so long, I feel from the bottom of my heart that he’s not that kind of person. I always feel compelled to find out the truth myself and clear his name.”

"You love him very much."

"Maybe."

Su Li didn't realize she loved him at first, but the people around her kept telling her that everything she did was out of love for him.

He had once considered leaving, but he never expected that she would fall in love with him.

Su Li gave a wry smile, "Perhaps we were bound together from the very beginning."

"What should I bind it to?"

A gentle voice sounded from outside the door, and Song Qinze walked in.

Su Li's smile faded slightly as she looked at him indifferently.

"Qinze is here." Old Tang had someone clear the documents off the table, then stood up. "Finally, someone can play chess with me. Come on over."

Song Qinze smiled and said, "I'm ready to come anytime you call."

He noticed the documents being taken away by the servant, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

Su Li had nothing to say to him and got up to leave.

"Miss Su, it seems you've been getting along well with President Quan lately?"

He noticed the ring on her hand.

Su Li smiled back and said, "Of course, now that Grandpa knows that Quan Ye is not the murderer who killed my parents, we are getting better and better."

She left.

Song Qinze stood there as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, his handsome face turning cold.

"Qinze, come here, let's play chess," Old Tang called to him.

"They're here."

He regained his composure and turned around.

After Su Li finished showering, she received a video call from Quan Ye.

He sat in the CEO's office, looking at her with doting eyes.

"Did you show all the evidence to your grandfather?"

“I saw it. He said he misunderstood you before and will invite you to his house for dinner another day.”

"I've suffered so much injustice for so many days, and a single meal can solve it all?"

"Then what else do you want?"

“Your grandfather should have betrothed his granddaughter to me; only then could my wounded heart be comforted.”

Su Li rolled her eyes at him, sat down at the dressing table to dry her hair, and said, "You wish. Grandpa said that I should stay by his side for the next two years and not rush to get married."

"He really said that?"

"yes."

That night, Quan Ye couldn't sleep, his mind filled with thoughts of how to marry Su Li as soon as possible.