Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83: Mistakenly Held Rich Heiress 082 (6)

Chapter 83: Mistakenly Held Rich Heiress 082 (6)

“Nonsense, you will always be our daughter!” Mrs. An looked at An Toutou with a grave face, then patted her hand and patiently consoled her for a long time, “You never thought to be switched at birth either, it’s not something you could decide, what fault do you have? It’s simply a twist of fate.”

She had invested a lot of effort into this daughter, raising her according to her preferences—with a cuteness that far exceeded the aloofness of Ye Shaohua.

Mrs. An felt a tinge of guilt thinking about this; she and Mr. An had been busy when Toutou and Tingjun were young, indeed not having much time to manage them.

“The Go club called asking why Toutou hasn’t arrived yet.” Uncle Yao, having experienced the earlier awkwardness, felt somewhat at a loss on how to face the An family and Ye Shaohua now, thankfully Ye Shaohua had left.

“Keep it up,” he encouraged An Toutou, “you can definitely represent the country in the competition and bring honor to our nation.”

This was much less perfunctory than usual.

“Thank you, Uncle, thank you, Mom,” An Toutou said, her heart full of gratitude.

Mrs. An smiled, pleased; such chess talent was indeed fitting for her daughter.

An Toutou got into the car for the competition, opened her phone, and replied to a friend’s message, and after a long while, she received a reply.

——[Who was that who stayed at the An’s last night? I heard old Mr. An is going to throw a big banquet for her, she just got back and already showing you who’s boss? Speaking of that, her gaze is quite short-sighted, rushing back so eagerly, who doesn’t see her wild ambitions? After all, she was raised by an ordinary family, not fit for high society. Bring her out sometime, let her see the world.]

Reading this message, An Toutou took a deep breath after a long pause, grateful that her friends were still on her side.

But of course, even without the identity of the An family, she was emerging as a talent in the Go world.

Not like Ye Shaohua—if she didn’t have the An family, she truly would have nothing left.

**

In the following half a month, Ye Shaohua accompanied her grandmother sightseeing around the city before she saw her off.

The detective hired by Mr. An suddenly discovered that he lost Ye Shaohua every day—a one-time accident could be dismissed, but it happened every time, and the detective, who previously didn’t care much about this young lady who returned to the An family midway, now couldn’t afford not to take it seriously.

He was one of the top detectives in Hua Country, having helped the police to track down mafia bosses without being detected.

Now, he was undetected by a young girl, and it was at this moment he realized Miss Ye was no ordinary person.

He immediately packed his things, sent the photos of Ye Shaohua and her grandmother to Mr. An, and declared he would no longer follow her.

Mr. An received the photos passed by his assistant, the Ye Shaohua in them seemed like a different person from the one he knew.

Her soft, light smile was too similar to Mrs. An when she was young.

If not for the mix-up at birth, she would definitely be as outstanding as Mrs. An used to be.

Meanwhile.

The National Research Institute.

“Big brother, I just saw the computer restart the algorithm again, has the prodigy come again, where is she? Usually, Brother Pei is the one to contact the prodigy, I must bask in the prodigy’s aura!” a crew-cut lad ran out of the lab.

Mo Yunchuan was leaning against the wall with a cigarette pinched between his fingers, his posture refined, the contradictory aristocratic grace and defiance entwined around him.

Making him appear very mysterious.

Hearing this, he nodded towards a certain direction with his chin.

The crew-cut lad glanced over, and for a brief moment, he was stunned upon seeing the graceful and exceptional young woman; could it be that the person who developed the groundbreaking algorithm was not only a girl but such a young one?

“Brother Mo, I’ll be leaving first.” After Ye Shaohua gave a few instructions, she came over to say goodbye to Mo Yunchuan, the project leader, and since she learned that Mo Yunchuan was a junior at University Beijing, she followed the crowd and addressed him as Brother Mo.

“I’ll walk you…” Mo Yunchuan hadn’t finished his sentence when someone called for him.

When he turned back again, Ye Shaohua had already left.

“Third Young Master, I knew I’d find you here.” The arrival was a youth in a business suit who greeted Mo Yunchuan politely and with formality, but before he could finish, Mo Yunchuan stamped out his cigarette and followed after her.

“Mayor Shen, do you want to take a break?” the crew-cut lad asked the young man in a low voice.