Sister-in-law Lian called Wen Yian to the bedside, "Yian, you have to remember that Madam is very kind to our Wen family.
From now on, you must listen to the eldest lady and do your best to do whatever she asks."
Wen Yi'an nodded obediently.
"Miss, our family is safe, I will trouble you in the future."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Yi'an."
Chu Qiao patted the back of Sister Lian's hand, "You have a good rest, your illness will definitely get better."
Sister-in-law Lian nodded, closed her eyes and rested.
Not long after Chu Qiao returned home, news of Sister Lian's death came.
She helped Wen Yian bury Sister Lian, and finally made a decision: send Wen Yian to study abroad, so Wen Yian took the 450,000 and left.
Mother Lian died, and the only person who knew the truth and was upright was gone.
Chu Qiao suddenly felt a little confused.
"Why are you in a daze again?"
Yi Qingchen handed her a glass of milk and sat down next to her.
Chu Qiao's state has been really wrong these past two days.
She has been lying on the sofa like a cat for the whole day.
"Do you know what I hate most in my life?"
"Yeah."
Chu Qiao said without reason, which made Yi Qingchen a little confused.
"Cheating, I hate cheating the most in my life."
Chu Qiao's eyes were blazing, and her whole body was exuding coldness.
Yi Qingchen froze suddenly, and a hint of unnaturalness flashed across his chiseled face.
He who had always been calm and composed actually began to feel a little scared for no reason.
"what happened" Chu Qiao took a deep breath, "Didn't you hear that I was complaining just now?"
"Perhaps, there are some things you should tell me.
We are husband and wife, right?"
"Couples are the most unreliable, even more unreliable than strangers.
If possible, Qingchen, I hope we will always be just the most familiar strangers."
"Good boy, relax.
You've been under too much pressure recently."
Yi Qingchen reached out and gently massaged her temples.
The right amount of force made Chu Qiao feel dazed for a moment.
It would be great if this day could continue like this.
Perhaps because he was worried about having too many dreams during the night, Chu Yun sent a text message to the number Chu Qiao bought specially after only three days.
I have prepared the money, how do I trade?
At one o'clock in the afternoon, put the money in a plastic bag and take it to the beach in the outskirts.
There is a big camphor tree there.
You bury it under the tree, and I will naturally pick it up.
Can you do what you promised me to destroy those things?
Are you doubting me?"
Don't dare.
After switching back to the original card, Chu Qiao did not rush to call Song Kui.
Mance prepared lunch in an orderly manner.
It was not until nearly half past twelve o'clock that she received a text message from Song Kui saying "We have left", so she did not panic.
Get up without haste.
"Qingchen, you've been staying at home with me for the past two days.
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You're bored.
Do you want to go out with me to watch a good show to relax?"
"Of course it's good."
Uncharacteristically, Chu Qiao rushed Yi Qingchen to the passenger seat, and gently raised his delicate chin with her white fingers, "The place I am going to is called the Eighteenth Level of Hell.
Are you afraid?"
Yi Qingchen smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, you will protect me."
Chu Qiao laughed so hard that her branches trembled.
The place she took Yi Qingchen to was called Chu House.
"Xiao, Xiao Qiao."
Chu Xiong looked at the visitor in disbelief, especially when he saw that she was actually holding two black plastic bags in her hands.
He felt inexplicably like a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken.
"Why aren't you welcome?"
Chu Qiao looked at everything familiar with sarcasm.
This place was once her home, the only home she and her mother had She must come back.
Chu Xiong owes them, mother and daughter, and she will get back every penny.
To be continued n130418: