Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
Not long after, the bodyguard called.
Qiao Hanye received the call and handed it to he lanjin. After hearing the bodyguardâs words, she felt very uncomfortable.
âgot it. â He lanjin hung up the phone and returned it to Qiao Hanye.
She leaned against the railing and tilted her head to look at the night sky. The dim lights confused her vision.
In fact, Tang Zhilin might be trying her best to hide her past. If this scar was suddenly uncovered, she might be so angry that she would jump off the building.
âMaster. â When the two of them were silent, Han Beicheng walked over.
âDid you find anything? â Qiao Hanye asked. Obviously, he did not intend to hide it from he lanjin.
Han Beicheng nodded slightly and said in a low voice, âour people in the disaster area have checked all the records. Zhao Tianming has not touched any women in these years, nor has he had any contact with any women. â
âSo, Zhao Yuyiâs family was bullied because he was called a motherless... bastard since he was young. â
Speaking up to this point, Han Beicheng hesitated for a moment before continuing, âwe donât know who Zhao Yuyiâs birth mother is, but we can be sure that Zhao Tianming is not married and has no habit of whoring. â
âThe villagers only know that Zhao Tianming brought Zhao Yuyi with him when he settled down. â
Qiao Hanye seemed to be deep in thought as he looked down at he lanjin.
âWhy are you looking at me? â He Lanjin subconsciously touched her cheek and shook her head in confusion. âYouâre not suspecting that Iâm his birth mother, are you? How Old am I? I was just born more than 20 years ago. â
âPFFT. â Han Beicheng laughed awkwardly.
âWhat are you thinking about? â Qiao Hanye looked at her flustered expression and couldnât help but laugh softly. He said in a deep voice, âZhao Yuyi was seriously injured by Lu Zhicheng and lost too much blood when he was sent to the hospital. â
âbecause his blood type is special, he didnât have any blood in reserve. He Wenqing and Zhao Yuyiâs blood types are the same. â
âSo Iâm guessing that if Zhao Tianming had a wife, maybe she would know something. I didnât expect... â Qiao Hanye said in a low voice. Obviously, this clue was also broken.
He lanjin listened. She frowned and said, âis he injured again? â
âYes, â Qiao Hanye answered.
âWhy donât you ask him to leave? I think that if he is by Lu Zifanâs side, something will happen sooner or later, â He Lanjin said.
âYoung Madam, itâs Zhao Yuyi who is unwilling to leave, â Han Beicheng said.
Zhao Yuyi was very stubborn. He wanted to find out about Zhao Tianmingâs death, but he was unwilling to leave. He didnât know if he really had a relationship with Lu Zifan.
âHave you taken care of the other matters? â Qiao Hanye asked.
âYes, everything has been taken care of according to your wishes, â Han Beicheng said.
âThatâs good, â Qiao Hanye said coldly.
The two of them were playing dumb and didnât make it clear. He lanjin didnât ask either. She ran to the royal consortâs bed and lay down. She didnât do anything but leaned against it and closed her eyes to rest.
... ...
Night fell in a certain apartment.
Lu Zifan came back from the hospital and bumped into Lu Zhicheng upstairs. Although he was unwilling, he still went up to greet him and said, âDad. â
âGo up, â Lu Zhicheng said coldly.
He pushed Lu Zhicheng upstairs and looked at the bodyguards behind him. He felt very uncomfortable. Lu Zifan knew that these people were spying on him.
âMy Lu familyâs 100-year-old reputation was earned through the hard work of 18 generations of ancestors. I canât let it be ruined by your hands, â Lu Zhicheng said coldly.
Lu Zifan was silent.
He entered the password and the door opened. He and Lu Zhicheng went in and smelled the smell of blood in the living room. Lu Zifan quickly turned on the light.
âBang! â He had just turned on the light when something fell from the ceiling and hit him.