Seeing that He Jiahuan was already wavering, Zhang Qiulin's eyes shifted, and he hurriedly said, "Jiahuan, why don't we go to Brother Jiabao's place again and talk to him? He has such a high standing in your family, and he's my idol too. As long as we can convince him, we'll achieve our goal."
He Jiahuan felt that this seemed to be their only option. After all, persuading Wang Yue alone would be easier than persuading an entire family. So she took the initiative and called He Jiali to arrange a visit.
He Jiali hadn't been willing at first, but in the end, He Jiahuan was her younger sister, so she reluctantly agreed.
As it happened, Wang Yue wasn't home that day, but Yuan Yuan was. Wang Yue and Yuan Yuan had agreed that one of them had to be home at all times to guard the materials.
And no one should underestimate Yuan Yuan. She worshipped her father, Wang Yue, so whatever he did, she did too.
To keep He Jiali healthy, Wang Yue had practiced a set of boxing techniques with her. Yuan Yuan had started practicing them as soon as she could walk, so her physical fitness was far better than that of an average boy. With her there, Zhang Qiulin would certainly be kept in check.
Although Zhang Qiulin had undergone a brief period of training, he wasn't a professional spy, so he simply didn't have that much patience.
After arriving at Wang Yue's house, he waited until He Jiahuan and He Jiali were talking, then immediately slipped over to the door of Wang Yue's study.
When Zhang Qiulin peered through the crack in the door and saw an unfinished manuscript on the desk, he grew excited at once.
After all, anything written by someone as