Chapter 155 The Stupid Old Man

After reading these words, Qiao Keqing's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and the pain was unbearable.

In memory, the original owner rescued the old man by accident, and the old man told the original owner that he had no children, so he left his inheritance to the original owner.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that the encounter was carefully planned by the old man.

He knew that he was going to die soon, and he didn't want the original owner to return to the Feng family, so he came up with this method.

"What a silly old man, do you think they will let me go?" Qiao Keqing pouted slightly, feeling a little sad.

That old naughty boy, who seemed to be doing nothing, actually thought of everything for the original owner.

Qiao Keqing folded the letter and put it back, but saw a photo inside the envelope.

She stretched out her hand to touch it out, her gaze narrowed slightly.

It's a group photo of a young man and woman. The woman's belly bulges high, and the two of them smile very sweetly.

With her fingers lightly pressed on the woman's stomach, the corner of Qiao Keqing's mouth curled up slightly, and a very subtle feeling swept over her whole body at this moment, very warm, very warm.

A few seconds later, Qiao Keqing raised her eyes.

His eyes were full of cold light.

This revenge must be avenged.

"Ding." The phone rang, Qiao Keqing took it over, and a text message came into view.

Lu Wenfang: "King, don't you want to know your life experience? Come to the north gate of Qianlin Park and I'll tell you."

Looking at this message, Qiao Keqing frowned slightly.

Then replied: "I already know my life experience."

Lu Wenfang, who was sitting on a bench in the park, shuddered inexplicably when she saw this message. She turned her head to look at the figure hiding behind a tree not far away, and then typed tremblingly: "Then you are not curious about your biological father at all?" ?”

Qiao Keqing: "Even if I'm curious, I don't want to learn about him from a liar like you."

Lu Wenfang didn't expect Qiao Keqing's attitude to be so blunt, and she couldn't help it for a while.

Then he sent another message: "Where are you, I'm here to find you."

Seeing this text message, Qiao Keqing slightly narrowed her eyes.

Lu Wenfang was so anxious to see her, there must be a fraud in it.

She wouldn't be fooled by it.

After reading the information, Qiao Keqing moved her fingers and added Lu Wenfang's number to the blacklist.

Qiao Keqing made simple dinner and went to sleep after eating.

In the middle of the night, several furtive figures approached the villa.

Just as the group climbed to the balcony on the second floor, Qiao Keqing, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes.

She turned over and walked barefoot behind the curtains of the French windows.

Then he saw a figure approaching slowly.

When those people were about to approach the window, Qiao Keqing stretched out her hand and gently opened the lock of the French window.

The man stretched out his hand and pushed the floor-to-ceiling window, and found that it was not locked. He couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "It really didn't take much effort to get here, the door is not locked."

Then a man whispered: "Brother, can you do something else before killing people? This is a beauty in the world!"

"That's right, brother, do you think we can..."

"Hush, keep your voice down, anyway, the employer only wants her to die, we have the final say on how to die." After the man's voice fell, there was a burst of malicious laughter outside the door.

Qiao Keqing's eyes sank, a savage smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she reached out and grabbed the flowerpot that was placed aside.

A bunch of rubbish, really impatient to live.

A few seconds later, the man came in on tiptoe. At this moment, Qiao Keqing raised the flowerpot in his hand and slammed it on the man's head!
 good night!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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