Chu Lian didn't dare to say anything as she spoke every word with hatred, but Xu Weidong was a little puzzled.
"But the lock painted on the newspaper was clearly ordered by your parents for you and your sister back then. I won't be mistaken."
Chu Qiao immediately snorted: "Yes, you can't be wrong about anything related to money."
But she didn't come today just to settle old scores. She paused and then said: "Forget it, I don't want to mention what happened back then. I only have one purpose for coming today, which is to let you leave."
Throwing the money on the table, she stood up slowly, "You can also choose not to leave and go see the person who published the newspaper, but if you do, I will make it hard for you to live a good life."
The cold tone made Chu Lian and Xu Weidong not dare to say anything for a moment. They looked at the money on the sofa and then at Chu Qiao, seemingly hesitant.
But Chu Qiao had long since lost her patience: "Have you decided? I don't have time to waste with you."
She was worried that Cen Zhiqiao would come looking for her, and she wouldn't be able to tell clearly when the time came.
"Okay, let's go."
He grabbed the money on the sofa and stuffed it into his handbag. Xu Weidong pushed Chu Lian and went to pack things. Chu Lian entered the room, and then Xu Weidong stared at a pair of triangular eyes and asked again: "Why don't you recognize your sister?"
All he got in reply was a cold snort.
Why?
Because she hated, not only hated Cen Zhiqiao for robbing Gu Nianchen, but also hated her for being her biological sister's fan.
Without her, I would have had a happy family and a happy childhood, but because Cen Zhiqiao was taken away, my mother burst into tears and eventually died of depression and illness. Not long after, my father also had a car accident due to alcoholism.
The most pitiable thing is that I was sent to my aunt and uncle's house at a young age and was ignored. When I was eighteen years old, in order to help my uncle pay off his gambling debts, he became Jin Hu's mistress, and therefore betrayed me.
She loved Gu Nianchen so much that she was still hated by him many years later!
And the one who stole Gu Nianchen was none other than her!
How could Chu Qiao not hate him?
She has harmed herself to this point, and she still has the nerve to find out the truth and recognize her ancestors. She can't even think about it!
What Cen Zhiqiao owed her and caused her to suffer, she would get back a thousand times!
Don't you want to find your relatives to find out the truth? Just let her ask but not get it!
The rain kept falling, and Cen Zhiqiao waited anxiously at the door of the department store.
I made an appointment at ten o'clock, but when I looked at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock. Why haven't I come yet?
At this moment, the mobile phone in her pocket vibrated. She glanced at it and picked up: "You called just in time. Can you ask someone to help me check the address of the number that called me last night?"
Gu Nianchen also wanted to ask about this: "That person didn't go?"
"Well, I've been waiting for an hour, but no one came, and no one answered the call. I don't know what happened." Cen Zhiqiao scratched his hair irritably.
"Maybe he's a liar. Don't worry about it for now. Wait for me to get there. I'll drive over there right now." Gu Nianchen comforted her patiently.
Cen Zhiqiao was a little anxious: "Scammers should also come to defraud money. If you don't show up like this, there must be something wrong. Please help me check your address. I'm going to have a look."
"No!" Gu Nianchen's tone was firm: "What if there is danger? Find a coffee shop nearby and wait for me honestly. I will be there soon."
Cen Zhiqiao didn't dare to confront him, for fear that it would make him worry and drive regardless of speed, so she had to verbally agree. But after hanging up the phone, her impatience came back.
How could he wait obediently? He took out his phone again and dialed Cen Zijin's number.
It was just asking him to help check the person's address. It must not be difficult with Cen Zijin's connections.
Sure enough, news came not long after that the Tianci Liangyuan Community on Jintong West Road...
After stopping the taxi, Cen Zhiqiao hurried over.
It was raining and the road was a little slippery, so I had to take every step carefully.
Cars were not allowed into the community, so Cen Zhiqiao held an umbrella and looked for it according to the address, and finally stopped under a row of old buildings next to it.
"Building 16, Unit 2, 502, 502, 5th Floor."
Because it was an old-fashioned building, there was no elevator, so she could only go up one step at a time. She was panting as she climbed, and finally reached the fifth floor. She stroked her chest.
worn out.
"502, here." He muttered to himself and walked to the door on the left.
The door was closed tightly, and no one could be seen at home. She took a breath, raised her hand, and pressed the doorbell.
"jingle--"
"Dingle bell--"
After pressing the button several times, there was no one there. Cen Zhiqiao was a little anxious and raised his voice to the security door: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"
It was still silent, no movement at all.
However, the door on the ground opened, and someone poked his head out: "The family just went out, and they left in a hurry."
She was a middle-aged aunt. Cen Zhiqiao hurriedly walked over: "Excuse me, do you know where you went?"
"Then I don't know." After saying this, he closed the door. Cen Zhiqiao thanked him politely and walked to the stairs with his bag.
You left in a hurry? Where did you go?
Just as she was secretly cursing, suddenly, a figure flashed past from downstairs. She was standing at the top of the stairs. When she lowered her head, she seemed to meet a pair of eyes. She was stunned for a moment, and then shouted downstairs.
A voice: "Who is it?"
There was something really wrong with her strange eyes and the way she ran away when she saw her, so I couldn't care less, so I raised my feet and chased after her.
The footsteps became louder and louder. It seemed that the man was not running fast, at least not as fast as she was running. There were two sounds, one heavy and one soft. She listened carefully, but she didn't notice at all that she was chasing after her.
At the stairway on the third floor, a stone appeared out of nowhere and blocked the middle of the road.