Cao Qing had known the real identity of Ran Xueyi before they even officially met at that one party.
He had been curious about the woman who could tie the knot with Song Yu Han ever since he heard it from the man himself when Cao Qing was reporting the activities of the Cao family to him.
When he finally met Ran Xueyi, he was not disappointed. Rather, he could tell that Song Yu Han hit the jackpot.
Looking at the beautiful woman dressed in a laced gown in front of him, Cao Qing wondered how the two of them met.
But he had no time to think too much about that since he had more dire things to ponder about.
Cao Qing cautiously asked, "You're Yongrui's partner tonight?"
The disbelief in his eyes could not be hidden quickly and Ran Xueyi caught it in that brief second.
Song Yongrui did not notice this and happily grinned as if he had just won a lottery ticket. He nodded, "Of course, she's my partner. Can't you see she's got no one around her? I also don't have a female companion here, right?"
Song Yongrui looked around their surroundings and asked: "By the way, Brother Qing. I haven't seen my mother and Cao Yujin, are they hiding somewhere?"
Cao Qing shook his head. "I don't know…" He took a pause before exclaiming, "Ah, that's right. I remember Aunt Huiling looking for you earlier. She said it's important."
Song Yongrui frowned when he heard this. However, he dared not to disobey his mother anymore tonight and decided to nod his head. He then said, "Then, I'll go find her. Can you stay with Miss Ran while I'm gone?"
Cao Qing looked reluctant at first, but soon, he replied, "Alright. I don't mind staying with her."
This time, Song Yongrui turned to look at Ran Xueyi and regrettably told her, "I have to see my mother first. I'll see if I can take her to introduce you to her. So, just wait here patiently with my cousin."
Ran Xueyi did not refuse and waved him goodbye while thinking that the moment he brings his mother to introduce her, Cao Huiling might get some aneurysm from the shock.
Seeing the wife of her step-son might quicken her meeting with Death.
And as much as Ran Xueyi wanted that to happen, she already knew that Song Yongrui's words were just empty promises. Introducing a woman to his mother would be tantamount to introducing the future daughter-in-law to the family… Would Song Yongrui really do that?
From beside her, she suddenly heard someone asking, "Why are you with my cousin?"
Lifting her head in his direction, Ran Xueyi had enough time to observe Cao Qing. Unlike most of the Cao family who possessed a deep oriental look in their appearance, Cao Qing was tanner and taller. He was also better-looking than Song Yongrui, who has Song Ruan's genes in his blood.
Seeing her only staring at him and not answering, Cao Qing was a little bit frustrated and said, "What are you doing here? You're not with him, do you know how dangerous things could be if you stay here longer?"
At this moment, Ran Xueyi no longer appreciated his good looks and was slightly surprised to hear him say these things to her.
He already gave away a lot of clues. There's no need for her to keep guessing what he means.
Ran Xueyi narrowed her eyes and asked, "You know me."
Actually, it was not a question. She just wanted to make confirmation that he truly knows who she is.
When Cao Qing nodded, Ran Xueyi became vigilant towards him. Has the Cao family learned about her marriage with Song Yu Han?
Well, it wasn't hard for them to find out about it. They can just use their influence and money to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to check their marriage registration. Then, everything would be bare to everyone to see.
However, it has been almost four years since they married. Yet, no one has found out about it, excluding those whom Ran Xueyi and Song Yu Han allowed to know.
Then, how did Cao Qing find out?
Cao Qing sighed.
"I'm relieved that you're being cautious around me, but you've got the wrong idea," said Cao Qing. He stepped a bit closer to her so he could whisper to her ear, "Song Yu Han told me about you."
Ran Xueyi was shocked. She said, "He told you?"
Cao Qing nodded and added, "Yes. You probably don't know but I am the grape vine your husband planted in the Cao family."
Basically, he was the one who sends intimate and personal activities that the members of the Cao family does inside their houses. And thanks to Cao Qing's character of being friendly and also because he was liked a lot by almost everyone in their clan, nobody raised their guards around him and confided their secrets to him.
Hence, Cao Qing was the perfect grape vine or informant that Song Yu Han planted inside the Cao family.
Ran Xueyi didn't think this would be the case. She initially thought that he would be another enemy she had to be careful around with.
As it turns out he's actually on her husband's side.
Ran Xueyi was deep in thought. When she was done thinking, she smiled, "Is it always so easy for you to spill what you're doing for my husband?"
Cao Qing did not expect her to say this and he was speechless for a second there. He laughed after recovering from his shock. Her smile was too dazzling to look at. Thankfully, the shadow of Song Yu Han's twisted and evil mind was engraved inside his entire body so he didn't react too much towards it.
But if it were some other men… they will most probably fall for her in an instant.
"You said you're an informant of my husband… Then, can I ask you where he is now?" Song Yu Han didn't appear from the beginning of the party till now. He also didn't answer her calls so she was becoming worried for him.
"It's probably best if you don't know for now." Surprisingly, Cao Qing did not spill anything to her this time. "But there's something I can tell you for sure…"
Ran Xueyi was peeved off by not knowing what her husband is up to, but she didn't want to pry too deeply. Song Yu Han would appear beside her eventually tonight.
"What is it?" she asked him.
Cao Qing looked down at her and met her eyes. Then, he said, "The real purpose of this party is to trap Song Yu Han and force him to marry Cao Yujin."
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