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After the meal, Joseph took the initiative to send Qing'er home. Long Yan didn't say anything and just treated it as permission.

Joseph asked Qing'er in the car.

"Qing Er, you're very familiar with this teacher?"

Qing'er did not seem to catch the implied meaning in Joseph's words.

"Not really. I met him the year you disappeared, when I blew up the FBI headquarters, and he became the scapegoat. I think he came for revenge. I think he was talking about revenge. He said there was a woman who killed his entire family."

Qing Er really couldn't remember much about their first meeting.

Joseph was quietly listening but didn't ask anything.

Qing'er's guess might be right, but it couldn't be so simple. Six years ago, Qing'er was only twelve years old. If she hadn't been careful, how would she have been able to find Qing Er?

Joseph went back to his house after sending Qing Er home. He didn't rest. He searched for himself but couldn't find anything. He then contacted the headquarters.

One night, Joseph had some insomnia. Qing Er was very pretty, but because of Qing Er's outstanding appearance, no male student dared to approach her.

The dragon flame was obviously trying to get close to Qing Er, and everything he had showed seemed normal, but from Joseph's many years of experience, this person was definitely dangerous. The simpler the information seemed, the more unimaginable the danger it hid.

Joseph had been waiting all night. Although he knew that it was impossible, he still hoped that it would be a little unexpected. When the morning sun shone into the room, he knew that he had to go back.

If he guessed wrongly, if the man did anything while he was away, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Finally, after some hesitation, he had to discuss it with Anthea.

A few years ago, considering the disaster that had befallen Qing'er and herself, An An had secretly set up a secret organization. Although Joseph was not clear about this, but he knew that An An would definitely be able to find out the details of the dragon's flame.

Although he was a bit of a coward, Joseph still made the call to Anthea.

Hearing Joseph's concern, An An immediately gave the order. His only request was for Joseph to protect Qing Er.

From that day onwards, Joseph had taken on Qing'er's driver and bodyguard and delivered them daily.

"Joseph, your company doesn't have to pick me up every day. I can ride my own bike, and it's not that far."

Qing'er felt that she could not accept this and advised Joseph.

"It's fine, Qing Er. Did that Long Yan 'harass' you these few days?"

"Him? He's been chased by the girls in the department until there's nowhere to run. That means he has time to harass me."

Qing'er giggled. Initially, she had been a bit worried, but now she wasn't worried at all.

"That's good. Qing'er, try to stay as far away from that dragon flame as you can. I've checked his information, but I can't find anything."

Joseph reminded Qing'er.

"About this, I've already investigated it and found that there isn't any information on it, so I think that he might be safe."

Qing Er smiled indifferently.

"No, Qing'er, the more you do this, the more dangerous it is. This shows that this is a huge conspiracy, and An An An wants me to remind you, be careful. According to the information he found out, although this Long Yan was born in China, he was born in Japan from the age of six to eighteen, which is ten years ago. Maybe he is related to the pass team, so you should be careful. There should be news about An'an soon. "

Joseph knew what he was talking about, but Qing'er didn't want to listen, so she had to move out.

"Yamaguchi Group?" You don't think he has anything to do with Oshima, do you? "

Qing'er was stunned at first, but then she quickly warned.

Back then, she and An An had blown up the Mountain Gate Division's headquarters, and that was where the Holy Man of Oshima had died.

"Perhaps, in any case, you should try to keep your distance from him."

Joseph was not sure either that he could wrongly accuse people or that he could not allow bad people to get away with it.

That day, when Long Yan was in class, Qing'er had been watching him attentively. From the outside, she couldn't see any trace of the man on the island. She couldn't help but feel irritated.

Qing'er couldn't sleep that night because of Joseph's words. She called An'an again.

"Brother, have you found any information about the dragon flame?"

After the call, Qing'er asked.

"Yes, I won't go into the details. Qing'er, you have to be careful of that person. I've already sent people to investigate that person. If you want to find out the details, you have to start from the Long family. Maybe that's the key point."

They were siblings, and he knew his sister's personality very well.

After An An's daily reminder, Qing'er began his investigation of the Long Group.

Although the Long family had been established for a long time, it hadn't been long since they entered the electronics industry. As for Long Yan's mother, he wasn't the Long family's CEO or wife, but rather the financial director.

A careful examination caused Qing'er to feel even more uneasy. So it turned out that Long Yan's mother was the Long family's daughter.

It was at this time that Qing'er's parents returned from their trip. Although the Long family headquarters wasn't in the imperial city, Qing'er wasn't in a hurry.

At this time, Little Wan just happened to have a movie to shoot at the Long family's location, so Qing'er made some arrangements and had an idea.

Before leaving, Qing'er took the initiative to meet with Long Yan.

"Long Yan, you said last time that you gave up your position as president to become a poor professor. If I want you to become president, will you go back?"

Qing'er smiled sweetly.

According to the information she had obtained, Longyan didn't have the right to inherit the Long family's rights. If everything was true, then his coming close to her could be a conspiracy. When they met at the FBI, it might have been a coincidence, but his target wasn't the FBI but her.

"Nope."

Long Yan looked at Qing'er with a cold expression.

"Why? "You know, I'm good at spending money, if you just …"

"I've earned enough money for you to spend."

"But they need to be a match for each other."

Qing'er called out to Long Yan in a spoiled manner.

"Will you marry me?"

Long Yan looked coldly at Qing'er. This little girl was different from before. He must be playing some tricks.

"See, if you can prove that you are the man who loves me the most in this world, perhaps I will marry him."

"Then kiss me first and let me know your sincerity."

Long Yan looked at Qing'er, his eyes cold.

Could it be that this little devil had already figured out his background?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. He had already removed everything related to Japan, and no one would ever know about it.

"No? So many people here? "

Qing'er looked around and said shyly.

Long Yan didn't say anything more and just stood up and left, ignoring Qing'er.

"Are you angry?"

Qing'er took Long Yan's arm and puffed her cheeks as she spoke.

"I don't play emotional games unless you're sure you love me."

Long Yan said as he stared into Qing Er's eyes.

Seeing such a cool dragon flame, Qing'er was a little tempted. But just like An An An said, this dragon flame definitely had a purpose.

Although his words were not bad, but he still had to rely on painting for a living.

Over the weekend, Qing'er tried out the dragon's flames but found no results. She flew to Shanghai, where Mommy was on a trip and where the Long family's headquarters was.

"Mommy, I'm coming to you."

As soon as Qing'er arrived in Shanghai, she went straight to the scene where Little Wan was filming.

"Daughter, why is it so easy to see Mommy? Don't you need to go to school?"

Little Wan smiled as she looked at her daughter. This was the first time in so many years that her daughter had come to visit her daughter when she was out on a trip.

"Hehe, Mommy, it's not that I have no conscience, but I'm afraid of being a light bulb."

Qing'er said to Wan'er coquettishly.

"Well, what about this time?"

Little Wan smiled as she pointed at her daughter's head.

"Mommy, I have something to ask of you, this is related to your daughter's happiness."

Qing'er intentionally said timidly.

"Oh, tell me about it."

Little Wan smiled as she looked at her daughter.

Although Qing'er didn't want her mother to worry, and tried to speak in a normal tone and manner, how could she avoid her mother's gaze?

Although Xiao Wan was not as willful or reckless as her daughter, she did not do anything sensational, but she had more life experience than her daughter.

However, the mother and daughter pair were tacit in their hearts and didn't wish for each other to worry. After all, they weren't people that could be seen just because they wanted to, as they weren't ordinary people.

One week later, there would be a banquet. Little Wan and Qing Er agreed to let her go back first and meet with Long Yan's mother one week later.

Qing'er nodded. At first, she didn't want to go back, but she was afraid that Long Yan might suspect, so she rushed back.

When it was Qing'er's turn to take the test, she set a date with Long Yan's mother for the weekend.

The two women were about the same age, and Little Wan was coincidentally Long Yan's idol. During the banquet, the two of them chatted happily.

On the weekend, Qing'er flew to Shanghai, and after a short rest, she and Wan went to meet Long Yan's mother.

Seeing Xiao Wan bringing her daughter and Long Huo's mother, Long Mei was slightly surprised.

"Sis Mei, I'm sorry. This child just happened to be here to visit and insisted on coming with us."

Little Wan accompanied him with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, this kid really looks like you. Is he going to take over your shift?"

"No, girl, it's better not to act. I'm too tired, so it's probably difficult to find a boyfriend. Qing'er greets Auntie Long."

Long Mei smiled as she looked at Qing Er.

"Hello Auntie Long, I only inherited Mommy's looks, but I don't have Mommy's talent. I'm afraid I can't do it well, so I reluctantly signed up for an art school and got a diploma."

Qing'er took the initiative to chat with Long Mei.

"Qing Er, you're so beautiful. Do you have a boyfriend?"

Long Mei looked at Qing'er, her eyes shining.

"And? "She's still young. Sister Mei, your children are already grown up, right?"

Xiao Wan received Qing'er's hinting gaze and asked with a smile.

"He is indeed big, but he is getting more and more mischievous as he grows up. He is just a son, yet he doesn't stay in his own company and still wants to run around. Oh right, Qing Er, how old are you?"

"Eighteen. Sister Mei, is your son not married yet?"

Little Wan'er glared at Qing'er and asked Long Mei with a smile.

"No, that child has changed ever since he went to Japan. Sigh, it's all my fault."

Long Mei said with tears in her eyes.

"Sister Mei, don't be sad. Descendants will have their own children. You don't have to worry too."

A woman as high-class as Long Mei, who usually didn't have many friends she could get along with, and Little Wan who was her idol, who could see Little Wan and her daughter's happiness, couldn't help but sigh and blurt out the mistakes she made when she was young.

However, Qing'er was a little surprised. From what Long Mei said, her man didn't seem to be a holy man from Oshima. She couldn't help but have some doubts. It seemed like she still needed to check.

However, it was also possible that Long Mei didn't want to talk about it, so she decided to hide that man's identity.

Although it was not a big harvest, it was not a wasted run.

One thing was certain, at least, that Longyan had indeed been in Japan for many years.

Based on this alone, Qing'er had a reason to suspect that Long Yan was the only son of Long Mei. Long Mei had no other brothers or sisters, but Qing'er clearly remembered that Long Yan had mentioned his older sister.

She wondered if the elder sister that Long Yan spoke of was Qing Zi.

However, all sorts of conjectures required time to be verified.

Right now, she could only wait patiently or take the initiative to look for clues.