This is indeed a good idea.

However, what they didn't expect was that the people they sent out followed the insurance company's people for a whole week, but they got nothing.

"That's impossible. That's hundreds of millions in insurance money. Doesn't Nilo want it?" Xia Chuwei didn't believe it.

She couldn't believe that anyone in the world wouldn't be tempted by so much money.

Jiang Jinfeng was more interested in knowing who this Nilo was.

Why is he the beneficiary of his mother's insurance policy?

On a small island, Mark reported the information he had found to Jane.

"You mean, Nilo is the beneficiary of Fu Yinhe's insurance?" This was something Jane hadn't expected either.

Mark nodded: "I have verified it from multiple sources, and it is indeed His Excellency the Duke."

Nilo Italiano is not only the Duke of Y Country, but also the head of the mysterious Italiano family.

Jane looked at the photocopies of the insurance contracts and couldn't help but laugh.

"So, all this insurance money is mine now?"

Because Nilo Italiano has passed away, and he is Nilo's sole heir in his will.

In other words, he is now in charge of the Italiano family.

As for the reason...

Jane didn't want to think about those past events.

He looked at Mark, a mischievous glint in his eyes: "I'll give you a power of attorney to sign, and you'll go and collect the insurance money."

Mark suddenly felt a bit overwhelmed.

He had been monitoring Jiang Jinfeng and Xia Chuwei for so long, and he knew them well what kind of people they were. If they found out that the assets worth over 100 million yuan had fallen into his hands, they would definitely be in endless trouble.

The honey trap, the handsome man trap, the self-inflicted injury trap...

Mark's mind instantly conjured up countless possibilities.

But he had to obey Jane's orders.

"Yes, BOSS."

As Mark had predicted, everything went exactly as he had thought.

He had just received his insurance payout from the insurance company when he was immediately followed.

The stalker's skills are only semi-professional; he's probably a mediocre private investigator.

Mark deliberately led his men in circles, shaking them off, and then very ostentatiously booked a presidential suite at the most luxurious hotel in Lincheng.

Many people who suddenly become rich develop a mentality of revenge spending.

Mark seized upon this point and provided 'clues' to Jiang Jinfeng and Xia Chuwei, who were investigating him.

At this time, he was on Lover's Island, and had purchase records in almost all high-end luxury stores.

Xia Chuwei listened to the new detective's report and felt her heart bleed.

That money should have been hers all along!

"Jin Feng, this can't go on. We have to stop him, or he'll squander all that money sooner or later!" Xia Chuwei was extremely anxious.

Jiang Jinfeng, however, just kept staring at Mark's photo.

Mark is Asian, and Jiang Jinfeng doesn't know if it's psychological or what, but he always feels that Mark's facial features are somewhat similar to Fu Yinhe's.

He looked up, about to say something, when he saw in the video sent by the detective that a gentle and beautiful girl was chatting and laughing with Mark.

He had memorized that face, every single feature, so clearly that it was etched into his very bones.

Jiang Jinfeng suddenly stood up, "When did the video arrive?"

Xia Chuwei was a little confused, but hadn't quite realized what was happening yet: "Just now."

Jiang Jinfeng quickly grabbed his coat and headed outside. As he passed the mirror in the entryway, he subconsciously adjusted his hair to make sure his appearance was impeccable before grabbing his car keys and leaving.

"Jinfeng! Where are you going?"

Xia Chuwei followed closely behind.

Ten minutes ago, on Lover's Island Central Street, Wen Nuan was looking around with her phone in hand when she accidentally bumped into someone.

"Sorry." She looked up and saw that the other person had an Asian face, then remembered that she had already returned to China. "Excuse me, I bumped into you."

Mark shook his head: "It's alright, it's my fault for blocking such a beautiful and kind lady's way."

Wen Nuan was amused by him, then pointed to the map on her phone: "I want to go to this bookstore, sir, do you know where it is?"

Mark smiled along with her: "Sorry, I'm not a local either."

This sentence usually means a refusal.

But his next sentence was: "However, I happen to know the location of this store, and I'm going there anyway."

Warmth, who had been feeling a little down, suddenly felt elated again. She was a very kind person, and she would be very grateful for any kindness or help others offered.

She kept saying "thank you" the whole way, which confused Mark, who was always caught up in all sorts of schemes. When they arrived at their destination, he couldn't listen to her anymore.

"Miss Wen, if you say thank you again, I won't take you."

The warmth then ceased.

The two smiled at each other, and that's the scene captured by the detective.

When Jiang Jinfeng arrived, Mark was the only one left in the bookstore.

He sat alone by the window, drinking coffee and reading a book.

It's a book about ancient Chinese history, recommended by Wen Nuan, and he read it with great interest.

In the distance, the detective, sitting behind a pillar, waved to Jiang Jinfeng when he saw him.

Jiang Jinfeng walked over and sat down opposite the detective.

His eyes held a mixture of eagerness and disappointment.

Where are they?

The detective looked back suspiciously. "Young Master Jiang, isn't he sitting right there?"

His job is to monitor and track Mark. Losing him is free; he's a professional at it.

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