The Rejected Heiress's Possesive Tycoon Husband-Chapter 29 An Yan Sets a Trap for Ninth Master

It took a while, but An Yan finally suppressed the turmoil of emotions and stabilized her mind. She cast her gaze downward to perform a divination.

The result of her divination, obtained through the thumb ring, was a vast emptiness.

But it hadn’t even been three days since the thumb ring was switched!

An Yan sighed deeply.

The Divination Technique was profound and extensive. She had only managed to master a small portion of it; the remaining Yezi... were obscured by Bai Wu, and she had no idea when this white fog would completely dissipate.

Forget it, I’ll rely on myself.

An Yan redirected her attention to the screen.

She slowed down the playback, watched carefully, and then noticed that the person opened the curtain of the changing room with his left hand, and there was a ring on his left index finger.

Having noticed this detail, she was ready to directly expose Li Tianyao’s true face!

She got up and walked to the balcony.

Across the way, only a few dim streetlights were lit. The yard was also devoid of Li Tianyao’s Bugatti. It seemed he had not yet returned.

As she frowned, she spotted Wen Ya in the shadows.

An Yan’s train of thought paused momentarily.

If Li Tianyao was truly interested in the thumb ring, why would he send Li Han to act? Wouldn’t it be more convenient for Wen Ya to do it?

In the shadows, Wen Ya suddenly felt An Yan’s gaze on her and shuddered.

Miss An Yan first stared blankly at the villa next door, then looked at her. Did this mean she wanted her to pass on a message?

After An Yan returned to her room, Wen Ya took out her phone and composed a message:

[Miss An Yan seems to be waiting for Ninth Master.]

When Li Han received the message, he remained silent for a moment before taking his phone to Ninth Master’s office.

Li Tianyao was reclining in a large armchair, his aura formidable.

Across from him, the senior executives were drenched in cold sweat, feeling as if a sword hung over their heads. Who could have imagined that Ninth Master would suddenly bring up Qingyang Temple in the Hengduan Mountains? And he even asked them why they hadn’t reported it?

"The Li Corporation’s Talent Discovery Initiative clearly states that every employee has an obligation to identify top talent in all industries for the company."

The executives were speechless. In their perception, Taoist priests were nothing but charlatans! Wasn’t talent meant to refer to university graduates?

Every year at the university job fairs, they dispatched astute and capable HR personnel to discover talent. No one had ever heard of a charlatan being considered talent...

"Why wasn’t it reported?"

His voice was like ice.

The executives shuddered, feeling as if a basin of ice water had been poured over them from head to toe, leaving their limbs stiff and their minds blank.

The talent discovery was actually targeted at Gu Shifang. Having faced countless assassination attempts, Li Tianyao knew Gu Shifang wasn’t capable of stirring up trouble alone; Gu Shifang always tried his utmost to gather followers.

Li Tianyao intended to use this initiative to recruit individuals Gu Shifang might find and exploit, bringing them under his own banner first.

But these idiots had dared to simplify "all industries" to just "university graduates"!

This led to him not noticing the little lass in time.

There was a Ya Zhuo in the hospital who claimed to be her student, and the police chief called her Little Master! Just how many identities did she have that he didn’t know about?

He had even mobilized the Li Legal Team to defend her, yet she hadn’t offered a single word of thanks. Did this mean that, in her eyes, the matter wasn’t even significant? How extensive was her ability, anyway? What was Gu Shifang’s intention in giving her the thumb ring?

The more he thought, the lower the surrounding pressure seemed to drop! The feeling of an impending storm made the branch manager of the subsidiary company unable to remain silent any longer. He struggled to control his trembling voice:

"Ninth Master, we will definitely improve the Talent Discovery Initiative, identify and rectify shortcomings, and ensure such errors are never repeated!"

"Please believe in us, Ninth Master!"

Li Tianyao remained silent. The executives bowed their heads, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Just then, Li Han entered and handed his phone to him.

Li Tianyao glanced at it, and the oppressive hostility surrounding him suddenly eased. The frigid air abruptly warmed, and even the suffocating pressure surprisingly dissipated somewhat.

"In the future, if you conceal matters and fail to report them, you can all clear out your desks."

After seeing Ninth Master off, everyone rushed back to their respective departments and summoned their employees. They immediately began to brainstorm, trying to recall if they had ever encountered talented individuals whom they had overlooked.

「Ten o’clock sharp.」

The lights in the villa across the way came on.

An Yan rose and walked to the window, watching the Bugatti glide into the yard as smoothly as flowing water. Li Tianyao got out of the car.

The streetlight shone on him, casting a long shadow. She could even picture his expression at that moment: noble, cold, aloof, and silent. Would such a person engage in such surreptitious acts?

Just as she was lost in thought, he suddenly turned his head.

An Yan instinctively ducked back. Then, she tensed her face and stood up straight again. What was there to hide? She always looked at people openly and squarely.

He glanced at her from a distance, then averted his gaze and went inside.

A minute later, An Yan received a message:

[Since you miss me, just come over boldly!]

An Yan pursed her lips.

Controlling her emotions, she went to the balcony and leaped directly off.

Below was a garden. In late autumn, it was mostly filled with blooming chrysanthemums, their fragrance rich and heady. An Yan moved through the sea of flowers, suddenly accelerated, and with a light spring, vaulted over the fence into Li Tianyao’s yard.

The moment she landed, she sensed several murderous auras locking onto her. Wen Ya quickly followed over the fence, afraid that if she were too slow, Miss An Yan would be riddled with bullets by the hidden sentries. Only when she saw Ninth Master emerge did Wen Ya silently melt into the darkness.

Li Tianyao strode out from inside. His tall figure was perfectly proportioned, his features deep-set and handsome, and his bearing extraordinary.

"Why didn’t you use the door?" Li Tianyao looked at her, puzzled.

"It’s too far."

To go out the An Family’s main gate, then enter through his main gate, and walk to where they were now, was a distance of at least a thousand meters. It was indeed quite far.

"I’ll have a gate installed here later. It will be more convenient for you to come and go."

An Yan waved her hand. "No need!"

Install a gate? After our conversation tonight, we might just go our separate ways.

Compared to the pervasive luxury of the An Family’s residence, Li Tianyao’s home clearly prioritized quality with a minimalist style. Every piece of furniture was a high-end bespoke item. Moreover, the overall color palette, much like his personality, consisted mostly of black and white.

"Li Tianyao, you saved my life, gave me a car and bodyguards, and even defended me online. I remember all of this. But I can’t accept your things for nothing, so..."

An Yan lifted her gaze, her clear, black-and-white eyes meeting his. "I also want to give you a gift. What would you like?"

"Whatever you like."

The man’s faint smile carried an imperceptible indulgence, his eyes twinkling as if a galaxy had fallen into them.

An Yan clasped her hands, steadying her nerves. "Since it’s a gift, it must be something you desire. Li Tianyao, whatever you want, as long as I possess it!"

The young girl’s eyes darkened slightly, a hint of almost imperceptible cunning within them. It was as if she were waiting for her prey to walk into her trap.

Li Tianyao’s gaze deepened slightly, his smile vanishing. His fine brows furrowed thoughtfully as he asked, "What do you think I desire?"

"You want my thumb ring, right?"

"Why would you think that?"

Seeing him repeatedly deflect the question, An Yan grew displeased, her lovely features clouding over.

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