No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Miss Qiao Er had no choice but to watch Xi Yu leave. She knew that this time, Shao Rongqian was serious.

"I'm telling the truth." Miss Qiao was discouraged. In terms of means, she could never get close to Mr. Shao.

Mr. Shao didn't want to listen anymore. He pinched Miss Qiao's fair wrist with his slender and powerful fingers, dragged her aside, then stood up and strode towards the door.

It's time to teach this little fox a lesson.

"Shao Rongqian!" Miss Qiao was a little hysterical, "I'll tell you everything, just don't touch Zhou Zhao!"

She was really scared.

But Mr. Shao didn't stop walking and had no intention of listening to her at all.

It's too late to confess now.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut, and Miss Qiao was the only one left in the huge house, without even a servant.

The silence seemed to spread, making people feel uneasy.

Miss Qiao was a little tired, so she leaned back on the sofa and sighed heavily, feeling somewhat helpless.

No matter what, it’s better to give Zhou Zhao a shot of prevention first.

She weakly took out her cell phone and dialed Zhou Zhao's number. It rang for a long time but no one answered. She knew without thinking that the boy was not much better than her now.

Unable to contact Zhou Zhao, Miss Qiao Er simply gave up and prepared to go back to her room and sleep all day long. She didn't care whether he was crazy or not. After all, she was sane now and could only endure one day at a time.

She was firm in her belief that no matter what, she could not hurt her child or Shao Rongqian. These were the only things she could do, and nothing else mattered.

However, just as she took a step forward and before her back foot caught up, the phone rang.

I originally thought it was Zhou Zhao, but I didn’t expect it to be Song Wensheng.

Even if she didn't answer the call, she knew they were here to call her to task. Zhou Zhao, that evildoer, was probably going to make the 'kissing incident' known to everyone. She didn't want to be scolded, so she muted her phone and was about to put it back in her pocket when the screen lit up again and a message came in.

I opened my eyes and saw it was still Song Wensheng.

Sure enough, he was scolding her.

Song Wensheng: Qiao Mengyu, you woman, do you have any conscience? Brother Qian has always been the one to clean up after you for all the trouble you have caused. It’s only been a short time since you got married and you’ve gotten together with that playboy Zhou Zhao. Are you even a human being?
"You are all right to scold me." Miss Qiao muttered to herself. She also felt that she was not a human being.

Shrugging her shoulders, she missed Old Joe a little.

Maybe, we can be reunited soon.

He sighed again and was about to take a step when the silent phone screen lit up again.

I originally thought it was Song Wensheng again, but after a quick glance I found it was Miss Zhao.

"Xiaoxi..."

"Xiaoyu, help..."

Before Miss Zhao could finish her words, she heard a vicious curse from the other side: "It's useless for you to ask anyone for help now. You killed so many of my men. I will kill you today!"

boom!
There was a buzzing sound from the phone, and then the line was disconnected.

Miss Qiao Er suddenly became anxious and subconsciously dialed Shao Rongqian's number, but the phone rang several times and was finally hung up.

Needless to say, Mr. Shao was still angry with her.

There was no other choice, so Miss Qiao quickly edited the text message and immediately tracked Miss Zhao's specific location.

The small phone projected a 14-inch computer screen image. Miss Qiao's fingers moved quickly. The call was too short and she couldn't locate the exact location. Fortunately, she installed a positioning tracking system in Miss Zhao's phone. Even if the phone was damaged, she could easily find her location. (End of this chapter)