Chapter 958： I don't know where I am buried?

When Gu Jingyao heard Qi Wanshan's words, he endured it, but after all he couldn't hold it back, and kicked the small wooden table in front of him.

The table knocked on the ground so loudly, but the Qi family had many troubles over the past year. Now even if there is a lot of movement in this room, no one will be nosy, or maybe someone will come to investigate. NS.

Zheng Xiuying and the two were also frightened and hugged by this movement. Qi Jiayou even hid in the corner of the house early, for fear that these people would come to clean up his parents after they had cleaned up his parents.

Gu Jingyao strongly suppressed the urge to smash the two people in front of him, and asked coldly: "What happened then? How did the child get born?"

"Child... Yaoqin didn't know if he heard what my parents said to the doctor, and disappeared again with the child that day. When she appeared again, the child was already born, and we don't know. How and where was she born."

Gu Jingyao was silent for a moment, and then asked, "When was the child born?"

"This... we are not sure, but when we adopted that... that girl, Yaoqin's registration date for us seemed to be September 9th in **** years."

"September 9th in **** year?" Gu Jingyao chewed on the date, carefully recalling the time he was with Qi Yaoqin and the time when they really had a relationship.

If Qi Yaoqin was born full-term Qi Anran, unless she was with another man right after she left her, otherwise, that child is very likely...

Gu Jingyao didn't want to imagine that Qi Yaoqin would be such a casual person, so there is indeed a high probability that that child will be... his daughter?

When he thought of this, Gu Jingyao felt that the blood in his body was about to flow backwards, and his heart was pounding.

Jianghuai moved to see that Gu Jingyao hadn't spoken for a long time. He was also a little surprised. He couldn't help but tentatively called out, "Sir?"

Gu Jingyao woke up like a dream, temporarily suppressing his inner vision, and asked with a bit of difficulty in his dumb voice: "Where is she... buried?"

"She?" Qi Wanshan was stunned for a moment before realizing who Gu Jingyao was referring to, embarrassed, "Did you say Yaoqin? We don't know where she is buried."

"You don't know?" Gu Jingyao finally couldn't help getting angry. "Aren't you her nominal relatives? You don't know where she died and was buried. What kind of relatives are you?"

Gu Jingyao is scary enough not to get angry, but even more scary to get angry.

Qi Wanshan's face was pale, and he whispered: "At that time, we only went to confirm the body, and then a group of people suddenly appeared and took her body away. Although it was indeed our funeral for her later, it would be impossible to find it. When it came to the corpse, she had no choice but to get rid of her, and gave her a dress mound."

At that time, the group of people suddenly ran out and took Qi Yaoqin's body away. They were not unsurprised, but they were all dead, and it was useless to keep a corpse.

If you want to bring people back, you have to buy her a grave and a place to live. They will save trouble if they take them away.

Moreover, Qi Wanshan and his wife originally hated Qi Yaoqin, but at the time they all focused on the legacy left by Qi Yaoqin. How could they manage so much?

Gu Jingyao's eyes shrank when he heard the words, and his face was black and said: "I was taken away? Who took it away?"