The Hidden Heiress Is a Secret Big Shot

Pei Jue placed the chess piece back onto the board and turned to leave the hospital room.

Just as he stepped out, he bumped into an anxious Chen Jianhong.

"Uncle Chen, here for a consultation?"

Spotting Pei Jue, Chen Jianhong wiped the sweat off his forehead. "President Pei, I got a call saying that the prescriptions I made for the elders had been tampered with, and a patient died from post-operative complications due to the altered prescriptions. I've come to see about it."

He looked around but didn't find the person he was searching for.

Pei Jue noticed this and raised an eyebrow. "Did you make an appointment with someone, Uncle Chen?"

Chen Jianhong replied frustratedly, "Ah, I had mentioned to President Pei before about a medical genius I wanted to recruit into my lab, but it looks like I arrived too late; she has already left."

"For someone Uncle Chen calls a genius, she must be truly outstanding."

Realizing he couldn't find the person, Chen Jianhong sighed.

"If only you had been willing to study medicine back then, you'd have been a genius too. What a pity, you're only interested in making money."

Pei Jue merely smiled without replying.

…

As she exited the hospital, driver Old Zhou had already cleaned the car and was waiting respectfully for Qingwu.

"Miss, did you meet with the old chief?"

Qingwu nodded and got into the car.

With the car freshly cleaned, she could confirm it was specifically equipped for government and military use.

The vehicle was fitted with bulletproof gear, and based on the report she had received during her research and the attitude of those people toward Elder Shen earlier, it wasn't hard for her to deduce her grandfather's identity.

Such a family had nothing to do with the poverty Lin Jingsheng had spoken of.

Perhaps due to their special status, they were particularly low-profile?

As for those who tried to kill Elder Shen today, she wouldn't let them off.

Driver Old Zhou chuckled, "The old chief has been talking about you for quite some time. President Shen and Madam already called; they're waiting for you at home!"

Qingwu nodded.

She now understood that her new home wasn't the poor family Lin Jingsheng had mentioned.

Even though she was mentally prepared, Qingwu was still a bit stunned when Old Zhou drove directly into Zhongchen Shengshi, the most expensive residential area in Beijing.

Qingwu remained speechless.

To think that the smallest flat in Zhongchen Shengshi could buy five Lin Family villas!

Not to mention Old Zhou parked in the villa area of Zhongchen Shengshi!

The villa area, surrounded by other grand structures, centered around the building king.

"Miss, we're home."

Qingwu looked at the majestic villa building in front of her and the vast three-hundred-square-meter garden, feeling a bit surprised.

A three-hundred-square-meter garden might not be much, but this was Beijing!

At the villa entrance, Shen Dongli and Zuo Wanjun stood waiting at the door.

As soon as Qingwu got out of the car, the ribbon in the couple's hands flew out.

A large group of servants behind them held flowers; ribbons danced in the air, cascading down on Qingwu, like a grand celebration.

They shouted in unison, "Welcome home, Miss!"

Qingwu was speechless again.

What kind of spectacle was this?

Old Zhou, seeing how the Shen couple treated the Miss despite her absence over the years, felt gratified and drove back to report to the elder.

Qingwu was draped with streams of flying ribbon.

Shen Dongli and Zuo Wanjun rushed forward, each taking one of Qingwu's hands.

Zuo Wanjun hugged her directly.

"Darling! Finally, you're back! Mom missed you so much I could only eat three meals a day, have one afternoon tea, and one snack at night!"

Qingwu was speechless.

That's not skipping any meal.

This embrace was warm.

In her memory, Qian Yueqiang never embraced her this way, but she often saw Qian Yueqiang hold Lin Xuecheng in her arms for comfort.

Qingwu once thought mothers were just like that.

Turns out, a mother's embrace was so gentle, warm, like spring.

It was only after Zuo Wanjun cried enough that she released Qingwu and took a careful look.

Qingwu's face resembled hers a bit, with skin as fair as a peeled egg, standing adorably in front of her.

Seeing her daughter grow up so well, so beautiful, Zuo Wanjun's tears couldn't help but start to fall again.

Holding her daughter, she felt how thin this child was!

Nearly 1.7 meters tall yet, hugging her felt like holding a bamboo stick. Who knew how the Lin Family raised children, making her daughter like this.

Old Zhou had said over the phone that the Lin Family was very poor, with the entire family living in a small house, and their nanny didn't even have a separate room.

"It's been tough, darling, but now you're home, and Mom will protect you!"

Shen Dongli nodded repeatedly beside her, "Yes, yes, our family might not be extremely wealthy, but we can still provide what you need to eat and wear!"

Qingwu looked at the row of luxury cars parked on the lawn behind Shen Dongli and was speechless.

Shen Dongli followed her gaze and suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Oh dear, Xiao Wu must like gardens, right? Our garden is a bit small; Daddy will buy you a castle and estate in France to vacation at right away!"

Zuo Wanjun led Qingwu inside the villa, cautiously inquiring, "Darling, do you like French estates or Italian ones? Royal ones are fine too, though a bit troublesome, as we'd need to drive them out first."

Qingwu was speechless again.

The royal family was living in their own homes comfortably, and with just one line, this couple wanted them out?

"No need, anywhere is fine; I don't want to go abroad for now."

The two immediately nodded, "Okay, okay, then we'll buy you one domestically. Mom has a garden in Shangri-La spanning two thousand acres. It's yours now, Xiao Wu."

Inside, the villa was luxuriously appointed, with floor tiles priced at 100,000 yuan per square meter from a certain noble brand, trash bins introduced with a famous luxury purchase of two billion yuan, the ceiling chandelier valued at 60 million yuan, and priceless antiques and master-level artworks everywhere…

Zuo Wanjun's jade bracelet, moreover, was auctioned last month at a staggering six billion yuan emperor-level jade on the international market.

This jade set, hand-cut by the Gambling Stone King, emerged from an unremarkable stone material to reveal flawless top-quality jade, including a full set of necklaces, earrings, bracelets, and wrist chains, each a masterpiece.

Previously contested by many wealthy businessmen at the auction, it fetched 678 million yuan.

Unexpectedly, it was Shen Family that acquired it at the auction.

Zuo Wanjun noticed Qingwu's gaze, "Darling, do you like this jade? It's yours from now on!"

As Zuo Wanjun was about to remove it for her, Qingwu stopped her, "No, I like Purple Crystal."

At her age, the emperor-level jade wasn't quite fitting, whereas Zuo Wanjun appeared graceful and elegant, perfectly matching such jade.

Most importantly, realizing that eighty percent of the six billion yuan from auctioning this jade fell into her own pockets, Qingwu suddenly felt a little speechless...

The nanny on the side pursed her lips.

This jade set was favored by Miss Yurou, who had asked the lady for it several times, but she refused to give it. This country bumpkin really didn't know what was good.

What value did Purple Crystal hold? They were mere glass beads.

Zuo Wanjun immediately agreed, "Purple Crystal is good, it has spirituality. There's a set of decent Violet in Mom's room, I'll give it to you tonight!"

Feeling overwhelmed, Qingwu asked, "Ziyun Fairy?"

Zuo Wanjun beamed with delight, "Yes, yes, Xiao Wu knows Ziyun Fairy! It's beautiful, it's yours from now on!"

Qingwu was speechless yet again.

She suddenly wanted to know how many stones cut by the Gambling Stone King had ended up in the pockets of the Shen couple.

Shen Dongli led Qingwu to sit in the living room.

"Your room is ready, and if you don't like it, Mom and Dad will find you another. We considered giving you our room, but all the furniture is old!"

Zuo Wanjun handed over a pile of food, "Darling, eat more, look how thin you are. Did the Lin Family treat you poorly? Didn't they give you food?"

Although the Lin Family couple was indifferent to her, they did provide meals.

Qingwu looked at the bowl of soup in her hands. It looked like a simple cabbage soup, but it was actually the classic national banquet dish, Boiled Cabbage, with a broth worth five figures.

It was even rarer to invite a chef capable of national banquets, which wasn't just about money.