Reborn as a heiress, she transforms into a ruthless vengeful woman.

Qiao Lin was alone in the VIP room. She hadn't noticed that there was someone in the room earlier, but now she could vaguely smell a very familiar fragrance, as if it was coming from the wooden shelf under the air conditioner vent.

Because of her eye injury, Qiao Lin couldn't see very clearly at this distance, but she could vaguely make out that there seemed to be a black thing on the top shelf of the wooden frame.

Just as she was about to get up and go check, Jiang Yan pushed the door open and came in carrying clothes.

As soon as she entered the room, Jiang Yan quickly looked Qiao Lin up and down.

Jiang Dandan's introduction just now completely missed the point. The customer in front of her is not just rich, her entire outfit costs nearly 500 million yuan, not even counting the value behind the purchase. This kind of attire is not something that money can buy.

In Jiangyang City, besides Ye Xinghe, she couldn't think of anyone else who could afford this set of equipment.

Jiang Yan smiled and stepped forward, "Hello, ma'am, I've brought you the clothes you requested."

Qiao Lin recognized the woman in front of her as the one Ye Xinghe had warned her to be wary of. She glanced at her casually and said, "These are all basic items; I've already bought them in the store. Never mind, just pay for what you already asked for."

Seeing that the other person was about to leave, Jiang Yan quickly said, "Please wait a moment, ma'am. The shop assistant who served you is still looking for other items for you in the back warehouse. These few items are placed outside. I'll bring them over for you to see first."

Jiang Yan didn't want to miss such a rare opportunity to meet a major client. Although selling counterfeit goods was very risky, the profits were quite considerable.

So she tentatively asked, "Madam, you don't look like a Chinese person at all. You seem to be of mixed race."

Qiao Lin looked her up and down. "That's not entirely true. I have one-quarter Siamese blood."

This was also part of Ye Xinghe's plan. After learning that Qiao Lin had infiltrated Siam for a period of time and could speak Siamese, Ye Xinghe instructed her to find an opportunity to deliberately mention Siam to Jiang Yan and see her reaction.

In her previous life, Jiang Yan and Chu Mofan conspired to lure her to Siam. Ye Xinghe suspected that Jiang Yan might also have connections with Siam.

A flicker of surprise crossed Jiang Yan's face, and she smiled faintly, saying, "I knew it. No wonder you're so beautiful. I can even speak a few words of Siamese."

In order to find out about Qiao Lin's background, she deliberately started a conversation to get closer to him. Then the two exchanged a few words in Siamese.

After this test, Jiang Yan was completely at ease with her.

Just then, Jiang Dandan pushed the door open and came in with two more pieces of clothing. Jiang Yan quickly stood up, blinked at her, and winked, "Why did it take you so long to find these few pieces? Never mind, you stay here with the guests, I'll go find them."

Qiao Lin thought to himself: Jiang Yan is indeed cunning; that whole exchange of pleasantries was probably just a test. The two of them only took a few pieces of clothing. Moreover, their perfume was very strong, completely different from the scent of that thing on the wooden shelf.

About ten minutes later, Jiang Yan pushed six clothes racks into the VIP room.

"Madam, this is all the JOEL clothing in our store. We have this year's limited editions, as well as most of the limited editions from previous years, all in your size. Please feel free to take a look."

Qiao Lin glanced at them briefly and said directly, "No need to pick. Wrap them all up for me."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan was overjoyed and quickly called Jiang Dandan over to pack the food. She then left the room herself.

A short while later, she pushed over two more clothes hangers.

“Darling, take another look at these clothes. I think they all suit you very well.” Jiang Yan took a silk shirt from the hanger. “This is a new design from my shop. It has a subtle floral embroidery all over, and the front of the shirt also has a knotted button design, which is very characteristic of China. It’s very similar to JOEL’s style.”

Qiao Lin waved his hand in refusal, but what came out of his mouth was, "Wrap them all up for me."

She immediately realized something was wrong, as if her mind couldn't control her mouth.

Jiang Yan smiled and said softly, "Okay, darling. Just so you know, my store doesn't accept returns or exchanges unless there's a quality issue."

What Qiao Lin was thinking was, "I don't want any of the clothes that were brought in later," but instead, she took out her bank card, placed it on the coffee table, and blurted out, "Okay. I'll pay for all of these."

At that moment, she realized there must be something wrong with the fragrance in the room! Luckily, her professional training as a SWAT officer kept her alert. She deliberately sneezed, then covered her nose with several tissues, temporarily blocking out the fragrance.

Jiang Yan, holding a POS machine, knelt on one knee next to Qiao Lin. "It's 190.8 million in total. Here's your receipt. Please leave me your address and phone number, and I'll deliver these clothes directly to your home."

Qiao Lin left Ye Xinghe's address in Jianglan Garden, but not the specific house number. The phone number and name listed were her own.

After seeing the customer off, Jiang Yan was overjoyed. This single order was equivalent to two or three months' worth of revenue for her shop. Moreover, most of the products she sold were counterfeit, with profit margins exceeding 90%. After deducting the commission she paid to Jiang Dandan, she would receive at least 160 million yuan.

Qiao Lin returned to the basement and met up with Ye Xinghe.

She got into the car and said with a serious expression, "Miss, there's something wrong with Jiang Yan's shop." Then she took out a voice recorder and a shopping receipt from her bag and handed them to Ye Xinghe. "The entire recording, from when she entered to when she left, is on there. And the total cost was 190.8 million."

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly. "What problem are you referring to? Are all the goods in her shop counterfeit?"

“It’s not just a matter of counterfeit goods.” Qiao Lin’s face was gloomy as he stared seriously at Ye Xinghe. “Jiang Yan can speak Siamese, and quite well at that. Judging from her pronunciation, she must have lived there for a while. Moreover, there should be some evil Siamese artifacts in her VIP room.”

Ye Xinghe's gaze suddenly turned cold, and her face darkened slightly. It was that thing again! Jiang Yan really was connected to them!

Qiao Lin continued, "Miss, about 20% of these 190 million items weren't JOEL's clothes; they were her own designs that she brought over later. I was perfectly clear-headed at the time, but I couldn't control my mouth and bought them. It must have been that thing that made the difference."

"It's okay, don't worry about it, money is not a problem." Ye Xinghe frowned. What she was more worried about was the thing in Jiang Yan's shop. She wondered how powerful it was and whether it would affect her plans.

What worries Ye Xinghe even more is that if Jiang Yan really did live in Siam and has evil items in her possession, then her second uncle, Ye Mingqi, may also have problems.