Gu Qianqian squatted on the ground with her hands on her knees, like a lost child, at a loss.
"Fu Chen, tell me, is Ji Qingxin really dead?"
After a long time, Gu Qianqian raised her head from her knees and looked at Fu Chen blankly.
If Ji Qing was heartbroken back then, then who is this person in front of him who knows their past well?
Qi Mingye has known Ji Qingxin for so many years, is it really impossible to tell whether it is true or false?
"..."
Fu Chen was startled for a moment, then quickly shook his head, "I'm not sure."
"The situation in the Su organization was very chaotic at that time. Due to the traitor inside, the Qi family was purging the organization for a long time after the disaster. In addition, the doctor had pronounced her dead at that time, so the Ji family took Miss Ji's body back.
After that, no one went to verify anything."
Fu Chen replied sternly as he knew it.
"You mean, Qi Mingye didn't ask you to check whether Ji Qingxin was really dead?"
Gu Qianqian was stunned, but then she felt relieved.
Qi Mingye probably didn't dare to face it at the time. He was afraid of hearing the news that Ji Qingxin was gone again, so he didn't send anyone to Ji's house.
He would rather have her still alive, living in another country that he doesn't know, and only appear every year on the anniversary of her death, just like when Ji Qingxin was alive, to talk to her.
"..." Fu Chen frowned, knowing what Gu Qianqian was thinking, but didn't speak.
In fact, Qi Mingye was not as peaceful as she seemed on the surface. Every year on the anniversary of Ji Qingxin's death, he would sit with her in the cemetery all day long, but at night, he would get himself drunk.
Fu Chen was sent away and locked in a room alone.
In fact, the day Gu Qianqian bumped into Qi Mingye happened to be the anniversary of Ji Qingxin's death.
Otherwise, Qi Mingye would not have asked for a woman out of nowhere, but would not have had any impression of her afterwards.
Of course, Qi Mingye did not regard Gu Qianqian as Ji Qingxin, but he just needed an outlet for the grief in his heart.
Qi Mingye knew very well that in her heart, Ji Qingxin was just a little sister who had the same problem...
When he wants a woman, no one will treat her as his sister whom he has no illusions about.
But Gu Qianqian doesn't know yet, and Fu Chen doesn't dare to say anything for fear of saying the wrong thing.
"Is it possible that Ji Qingxin on Lan Jue's hand was the result of plastic surgery?"
Gu Qianqian made a bold assumption.
The fact that Qi Mingye was almost killed in an ambush but was finally saved by a little girl cannot be hidden at all.
If Lan Jue knew what happened that year, he would most likely find a fake and use it to blackmail Qi Mingye.
"Madam, the master will not make the same mistake twice. If she had a knife on her face, with the master's professionalism, it is impossible not to notice it if she pays attention."
Fu Chen's body stood straight. When he saw Gu Qianqian standing up from where he was, he stretched out his hand to help him, but then he remembered his master's possessive desire and stopped in mid-air.
Gu Qianqian's eyes were a little confused, her petite body had been lying on the ground for a long time, and her legs were a little numb.
Hearing Fu Chen's words, he felt a sense of clarity in his heart. He reluctantly stood for a while holding on to the wall. After his legs and feet became more flexible, he turned around and walked towards the study.
"Madam, are you going..."
Fu Chen spoke anxiously, but halfway through his words he realized that he had overstepped his bounds.
