Chapter 269

"Well, it's up to you. I don't care."

Zhao Qiqing said, stepping on the soft carpet, quickly left the study, walking fast, like stepping on a sea of knife mountains and fire.

"Zhao Qiqing! Why is your face so red?" As soon as Fu Xiaofeng finished his homework, he saw Zhao Qiqing blushing and panicking.

He looked surprised and thought that the heating at home was not so sufficient.

Then I suddenly thought of something. My feet went backwards and my back hit the railing of the stairs.

He couldn't believe it: "you... You and my brother..."

Zhao Qiqing: "?"

Fu Xiaofeng was so angry that he couldn't speak at the beginning of the game.

The expression on his face is changing, including surprise, anger, disappointment and sadness?

Zhao Qiqing was puzzled. She just wanted to ask Fu Xiaofeng what he meant. Suddenly, a small wind blew around her.

When she recovered, Fu Xiaofeng had already run down.

After a small episode, Zhao Qiqing rarely had a rest and leaned against the balcony with her tablet to watch the financial news.

"It is reported that due to the sudden snowfall last night, a seafood fish farm of Qiangwei group in the suburbs of our city was severely damaged, and most imported seafood was frozen to death. Today, the share price of Qiangwei group plummeted and was in danger of collapse..."

Qiangwei group?

Zhao Qiqing's fingers stopped sliding, her eyes stayed on the words "Qiangwei group", her eyebrows and eyes drooped, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

At this time, Zhao Qiqing's mobile phone on the edge of her chair rang. It was a string of strange numbers.

Restless, she lost her old vigilance and subconsciously clicked the answer button.

"Who?"

There was an obvious inspiratory sound across the street. It seemed that Zhao Qiqing didn't expect to answer the phone.

Stunned for a second or two, Anlin found his voice, "Xiaoqing, I'm an... Anlin."

"Well, what's the matter with Ann?" Zhao Qiqing curled up her fingers on the tablet. Her tone was uneven and calm, as if she were talking to a stranger.

"Xiaoqing, will you always be so indifferent to me?"

Even if he knew it would be this result, Anlin's eyes were still cold when he heard Zhao Qiqing's call to himself.

"If President an came to me to say this, I don't think we have anything to say."

"Wait a minute!" Anlin suddenly raised the volume.

Zhao Qiqing stopped. "Just say something directly."

Anlin took a deep breath and pressed down the incoming internal phone.

"Your mother's quilt Rui has been transferred. Now I can't find anyone. I... I'm worried. I hope you can help me find it."

The word "mother" undoubtedly touched Zhao Qiqing's most secret emotion, and her face didn't look good.

She couldn't help but lift her lips and sneer, "what does Ann always think of me? What's the danger of Mrs. Ann being picked up by her own son? Besides, what can I do?"

"Zirui, he broke up with me before, and now I have no skills. Xiaoqing, even if you don't recognize me as a father, your mother worked hard to conceive you in October. Are you really unwilling to help?"

Zhao Qiqing knows that what Anlin said about separation and lack of skills may be something in the suburbs, but she didn't expect it to be so coincidental.

Suddenly, her brain flashed and thought of Du xiatong's saying that an Zirui left suddenly

"OK, I can help you with this, but our love is limited to that."

"That's enough, Xiaoqing. Thank you, Dad."

An Lin smiled bitterly and hung up without waiting for Zhao Qiqing to say anything.

"An Zirui..."

There are bursts of busy sounds in her ears. Zhao Qiqing's hand holding the mobile phone is cold to the bone.

Stunned for a moment, she dialed Du xiatong.

……

In the study, as soon as assistant Wei entered, he was stumbling by the sweet smell of coffee in the air, and thought with his toes who had been here.

He put the papers on his desk and began to report today.

"Qin Shao said that he has already started the investigation, but the progress may be slower. There has been no news from Zhao Lingling, that is, he has been with..."

"Go on."

Fu xishen stood in front of the French window without moving a step.

Assistant Wei only thought he was thinking, but he didn't know that the coffee flavor there was the strongest.

He thought over the wording before he continued: "Zhao Lingling has been very close to President Wang of De'an company."

In fact, it's not just getting close, the relationship is already

"Keep following. I don't have to teach you everything."

Fu xishen is not interested in Zhao Lingling and Wang Zong. He is only interested in Qin Fang.

"Pay attention to Qin Fang first. Don't let anyone find out he's not in city A."

"Yes, I understand."

Assistant Wei left. Fu xishen picked up the document, turned it over twice, and threw it back. There was an unidentified emotion in the bottom of his eyes.

Time goes back to the day when we met Qin Fang.

Fu xishen and Qin Fang met in Tianjing.

"Why haven't I seen you so efficient before?" As soon as Qin Fang came in, he was teasing Fu xishen.

In the past, it was more difficult for him to ask Fu xishen than to go to heaven. Now he just said something about Zhao Qiqing. Before 24 hours, people were invited.

"Doesn't it mean something important?" Fu xishen has always been cold, and his jokes about Qin Fang are expressionless.

He tapped his fingers on the table slowly and patiently.

"Yes, you must be happy."

Qin Fang sat down, and sporadic flames flickered at his fingertips.

Not to mention the choking smoke blocked the overly flirtatious eyes and looked a lot more serious.

"Anning came to me before she was caught."

This sentence finally provoked Fu xishen's eyebrows, "continue."

"She is with Zhao Lingling. Oh, she is Zhao Qiqing's sister. They want to borrow my hand to deal with Sheng Hui."

"Not her sister."

Qin put a click, not make complaints about the strange points of the person.

"OK, whatever you say. I didn't promise them. I wanted to take the time to tell you. I didn't expect to be caught."

Qin Fang was somewhat disappointed in his uninhibited voice.

"So what do you want to say?" Asked Fu xishen.

Qin Fang spits out a smoke ring, "the problem is that the condition they give me is that I bring down Sheng Hui, and then I can get Zhao Qiqing."

Smelling the speech, Fu xishen's eyes suddenly cooled down and rushed towards Qin Fang like a sharp sword.

"Well, I have no other thoughts." Qin Fang raised his hands, made a gesture of surrender and explained with a smile.

The slightly selected eyes and tail make him look like a ruffian.

"Relax and think about it. Is there anything wrong?" Qin Fang said and sat back on the sofa in slow motion.

Seeing Fu xishen take back his sight, he was relieved.

The dense smoke obscured the fleeting emotion at the bottom of his eyes.

"Your consciousness means that Anning or Zhao Lingling is instructed by someone behind them."