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

Jiang Yan's lips twitched slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes. "To be honest, I'm ashamed to admit it to the police and the media today. The goods in my shop were not supplied to me by Ms. Zhou, but they are definitely not counterfeit. I bought them from scalpers. Ms. Zhou, your designs are so popular that customers have been coming to me for help, which is why I had to resort to this."

Zhou Yi ignored him, opened her phone, and handed it to Officer Li. "Before I came here, I posted a method for authenticating JOEL products on Weibo. I now request verification of whether the goods in this store are genuine."

Officer Li took the phone, verified Zhou Yi's identity, and nodded in agreement.

Jiang Yan looked flustered. She could fool others with her products, but she had absolutely no confidence in front of a designer.

"The shirt I'm wearing today is JOEL's limited spring shirt from this year." Zhou Yi took out a purple flashlight, rolled up the cuffs of the shirt, and said to the camera, "As fans know, JOEL clothing has two embroidered logos. I will sew the hidden logo inside the shirt with four colors of thread to represent the four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter."

Then, Zhou Yi turned on the flashlight and shone it over. "But what people don't know is that I've fluorescentized the stitching of the initials of the JOEL embroidery on the inside. This is the first time I've publicly revealed this anti-counterfeiting mark."

Everyone present saw that as the ultraviolet light came on, the letter J also emitted a bright light.

Jiang Yan was still making a last-ditch effort, saying, "Then please have Ms. Zhou verify whether the goods in our store are genuine. If they are, we hope the media can help us clarify this."

Zhou Yi randomly picked up a few items, checked them one by one, and confirmed that they were all fake.

"This is impossible!" Jiang Yan hysterically rushed to the pile of clothes, picked up the flashlight from Zhou Yi's hand and shone it on each one, then glared fiercely at Ye Xinghe and shouted, "Someone must have switched our goods! These are not our goods."

Ye Xinghe turned her head to the side, covering her face and laughing. A few seconds later, she turned her head back, the smile still lingering on her face, "Jiang Yan, why are you still so stubborn even when you're about to die! Are you so angry that you've lost your mind and started biting people randomly! Then take out all the goods in your warehouse and let's inspect them together!"

Jiang Yan then realized she had said the wrong thing. She had been too hasty and had momentarily forgotten that there were still many goods in the warehouse. These repeated blows of fact left her nowhere to hide.

Officer Li roughly understood what had happened and instructed his colleagues to verify the quantity and value of the counterfeit goods as soon as possible.

Ye Xinghe stared at Jiang Yan, her eyes filled with disdain. "I have to remind you, you not only have to pay three times the compensation for selling counterfeit goods and a fine for infringement, but the amount involved is huge, and you'll also be facing imprisonment. Jiang Yan, you deserve all of this!"

Jiang Yan glared at Ye Xinghe with a fierce look in her eyes, her fists clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound. "Ye Xinghe, you'll regret treating me like this!"

Ye Xinghe scoffed, her eyes full of contempt. "Stop it. Don't go off on a tangent like that. Who can guarantee you'll live that long?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Officer Li took Jiang Yan back to the station for interrogation.

After dealing with Jiang Yan, Ye Xinghe was in a very good mood, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted off her shoulders. She then invited Zhao Xuanxuan, along with Zhou Yi and Qiao Lin, and the four of them spent two days eating, staying, and playing together in Jiangyang City.

Two evenings later, Ye Xinghe saw Zhou Yi and Qiao Lin off and took a taxi home alone. She had been staying at Jianglanyuan with her friends for the past few days and hadn't been home in a long time.

Ye Xinghe got out of the car at the roadside and was about to cross the street when a minivan sped towards her. The blinding headlights made Ye Xinghe instinctively shield her eyes with her hand. Then, with a screeching sound of brakes, the minivan stopped in front of her.

The car door opened, and a bald man asked menacingly, "Are you Ye Xinghe?"

"No." Ye Xinghe didn't even glance at it before turning and running away.

The bald man in the car quickly jumped out, caught up with her in a few steps, grabbed Ye Xinghe's arm, and dragged her into the car.

There were only two people in the car: a driver and a bald man.

Ye Xinghe quietly reached into her bag, fumbled for her phone, and quickly pressed the power button five times to dial the police.

"Take your hands off!" the bald man roared, then tied Ye Xinghe's hands together with a rope.

Ye Xinghe deliberately raised her voice and said, "Brother, you've kidnapped the wrong person. I'm really not Ye Xinghe."

The bald man glanced at her and said, "Shut up! You are! I have photos of you."

Ye Xinghe then asked, "Where are we going now?"

“We’re going…” The bald man was interrupted by the driver in front of him before he could finish speaking, “If you want to live, stop asking around. Our boss wants to see you.”

Ye Xinghe glanced out the window; they were heading towards the northern suburbs. She continued, "Rongji skewers on Chunjiang Road are especially delicious, and Yuanji steamed buns two blocks ahead are also fantastic. Brother, are we going to the northern suburbs?"

The driver in front shouted, "Shut up! Say another word and I'll gag you! Miss Ye, I advise you to behave yourself!"

After getting off the bus, Ye Xinghe was taken to an abandoned warehouse. The iron gate outside was raised, and the bald man pushed Ye Xinghe inside.

The warehouse wasn't very big. A layer of dry straw was haphazardly spread on the ground. Ye Xinghe sat on this pile of straw. The bald man tied her feet up again, turned on a dim light, closed the door, and left.

Ye Xinghe surveyed her surroundings. The mud-brick walls were covered in stains, and there was a row of small windows at the top of the walls, large enough for a person to squeeze through. Some miscellaneous items were piled up in the corner, but the light was too dim to make out what they were.

Ye Xinghe opened her bag to get her phone, only to find it was out of battery. She didn't know if she had made the emergency call earlier.

Just then, there seemed to be sounds of fighting outside. It lasted for less than five minutes, then a loud crash came from the warehouse's sliding doors, and silence returned.

A moment later, Ye Xinghe heard another rustling sound, and suddenly a petite figure jumped down from the window above.

"Young Miss, I'll take you out."

Ye Xinghe was extremely surprised and whispered, "Qiao Lin, what brings you here?"

It turns out that during the two days that Qiao Lin was playing in Jiangyang City, she noticed that someone was following them, but she didn't know who was following them, so she kept observing them in secret.

After parting ways with Ye Xinghe, she didn't go far, following behind. She saw Ye Xinghe being taken into a car, so she followed her all the way here.

"Miss, we shouldn't stay here any longer. Let's go outside and talk." Qiao Lin released Ye Xinghe's hands and feet, then went to find the switch for the warehouse door.