Chapter 2142 - 697: Ominous Signs, the Lady’s Intuition (Part 4)

A group of people headed next door, where Chen Jing stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside, and a stylish and beautiful figure appeared in the doorway.

Lin Muxue’s smile instantly froze.

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A silver strap body-hugging dress wrapped around a voluptuous and sexy figure.

Among the long, jet-black hair, there was a striking streak of red and blue.

Casually draped over her shoulders was an expensive white fur coat...

Bei Yuwei?!

Some rather unpleasant memories flooded back instantly, causing Emperor Muxue to involuntarily step back half a step.

The last time she came to Shanghai to attend that LVMH Asia-Pacific Elite Gathering, it was Bei Yuwei who accompanied her, and they took many photos together.

She even deliberately posted on Moments and TikTok to show off, which aroused the displeasure of Chairman Jin, who sent that woman Qin Yingxue to reprimand her.

So since that incident, she deliberately kept her distance from the other party and rarely contacted her on WhatsApp.

Besides, Bei Yuwei had been away filming in different locations, and the two hadn’t seen each other for a long time.

She almost forgot about this matter!

Unexpectedly, the other party appeared right in front of her, looking so fresh and lively!

And... as her neighbor?!!

"Hello, Muxue, long time no see." Bei Yuwei flashed a sweet smile, "I’ve been filming closed off with the crew recently and just returned to Shanghai yesterday. I heard from President Mo that your new apartment is right next to mine, what a coincidence."

Then she stepped forward and gave Lin Muxue a big hug.

Emperor Muxue involuntarily shivered, suddenly sensing an ominous foreboding.

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Shen City.

TY Precision Headquarters, Chairman’s office.

The atmosphere inside was as always solemn and restrained.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the winter sunlight filtered through the city’s haze, casting a gentle warmth on the heavy walnut desk.

The air was filled with a faint aroma of vetiver, mingling with the scent of leather and wood, both precious and restrained.

"Ring ring—"

The desk phone suddenly rang.

Ouyang Xianyue raised her hand, her slender fingers moving from the documents, and pressed the answer button.

Her voice was as calm as ever: "Secretary Chen."

"Miss Ouyang." Chen Jing’s voice came through the receiver, "The property transfer of Lin Muxue’s apartment in Shanghai has been successfully completed. As per Miss Su Yu’s instructions, Bei Yuwei has been arranged to reside nearby."

"Hmm." Ouyang Xianyue responded softly, with no discernible emotion in her tone.

Chen Jing paused briefly, then continued her report, "Additionally, Smile Holding just sent a supplementary email regarding the Xuanji Light Realm academic collaboration project, requesting to add a research team from a regular college to the cooperation list of the ’Human-Computer Interaction and Cognitive Science Joint Laboratory.’"

Ouyang Xianyue’s voice remained steady: "Which school?"

"Yan City Normal University. I’ve forwarded the detailed team introduction and person in charge’s information to your personal email."

"Alright."

She lightly pressed her red lips together, moved the mouse smoothly, and opened the email.

On the screen, a document titled "Yan City Normal University - Visual Computing and Intelligent Perception Laboratory" quickly loaded.

Her gaze then fell on the column with the responsible person’s photo.

Her actions momentarily paused.

"Jiang Yourong..." she softly uttered the name, her brow faintly furrowing, "Seems familiar."

The voice on the phone supplemented immediately, "Yes.

This Professor Jiang briefly worked for Smile Investment as Chairman Jin’s assistant before pursuing her doctorate, primarily responsible for project liaison in the internet and high-tech sectors.

In 2017, you visited the Smile Investment headquarters in Imperial City a few times.

At the time, Assistant Jiang was still on duty."

"Oh? Chairman Jin’s former assistant?" Ouyang Xianyue slightly straightened her posture.

"Yes." Chen Jing’s voice lowered a bit, "Moreover, Professor Jiang is a university peer of the founder of Glimmer Coffee, President Xie, and they have a good personal relationship."

Ouyang Xianyue remained silent for a moment, then spoke calmly, "I understand. Proceed with the usual procedures, Smile Holding is our shareholder, they have this right."

"Understood, Miss Ouyang."

The call ended.

The office returned to silence.

Sunlight flowed over half her face, revealing the delicate and serene light unique to a noblewoman.

Ouyang Xianyue scrolled the mouse over the team list and introduction, reaching the final supplemental information.

Soon, another more familiar photo appeared on the screen.

A young assistant donned in a white blouse, black pencil skirt, with a scholarly air still lingering on her face.

"So it was her, she’s gained quite a bit of weight."

Ouyang Xianyue chuckled softly.

Initially, her collaboration with Tang Song was fully managed by Smile Investment, with Meditation Capital merely assisting from the sidelines.

She had started engaging with Jin Meixiao quite early.

And had frequently visited the headquarters in Imperial City, naturally interacting with the assistants.

Especially this assistant in charge of the internet and high-tech sectors.

She left somewhat of an impression.

However, now Jiang Yourong had become a university professor, donned glasses, and had grown considerably rounder.

Indeed, she now resembled an academic type.

No longer the intellectually graceful Assistant Jiang she was back then.

No wonder it took her a moment to recognize.

Ouyang Xianyue elegantly shifted in her chair.

Her legs were slightly inclined, the contours of her long legs indistinct in the sunlight.

She rested her fingertips against her chin, lightly pressing her red lips.

"But... what’s Jin Weixiao up to now?"

The strategic significance of the Xuanji Light Realm was self-evident.

This was the core project of the "New System Alliance" she personally constructed.

She created it to unite the new forces like Wen Ruan and Liu Qingning, to counter Jin Weixiao, forming a small group.

These were well-known facts, not much of a secret, after all, the internal hedging game within the Tang Jin Family had a long history.

So why would she involve her former subordinates in this laboratory cooperation?

Even if it was to win over Xie Shuyu, there was absolutely no need to do it this way.

For Jin Weixiao, who harbors pride to the bone.

She would rather start anew than place a piece on her adversary’s board.

This was almost akin to showing weakness, an admission that she was afraid.

Too illogical.

Too uncharacteristic for Jin Weixiao.

The noblewoman leaned back gracefully, her porcelain white fingers parted her cheongsam collar.

From the snowy deep line, she slowly drew out the warm and smooth Moon’s Protection pendant, a slight curve on her lips.

There’s only one explanation.

This matter is definitely related to Tang Song.