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Qiao Anyun's finger quickly typed a line of words on his mobile phone, then he clicked "Send." However, even after more than an hour, there was still no reply from Wen Ziqi.

She looked at the time on her cell phone. It was almost eleven o'clock.

It was getting late, so he went into the bathroom to take a bath and put his phone on the pillow.

When he opened the door and entered the room, he saw that the light was still on. He heard the sound of water in the bathroom and knew that she was in the bathroom. He walked over to the bed and sat down, just in time to see the cell phone screen on the pillow light up.

He inadvertently glanced at it and saw that it was a text message from Wen Ziqi.

"Alright." Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, at 288 Jardines Road. '

He frowned slightly. Wen Ziqi had once again invited Qiao Anxiao to meet up with him?

Looking up, he saw that she had sent the message first.

Only now did he know that it was actually Qiao Anxian who had asked Wen Ziqi to meet him.

Fu Siming's eyes narrowed as he looked at the screen on his phone. What did she want to do?

When he heard the water stop, before the woman came out of the bathroom, he put the phone back in its place and pretended he hadn't seen anything.

When Joanna saw that he had returned, she smiled at him and said, "Why are you so late today?"

"The company has a lot of things to do."

He looked at Joanna's expression. She didn't seem to want to tell him what she was going to do tomorrow.

He didn't say anything and only asked casually, "Tomorrow at rest. Are you going out?"

Qiao Anxiao vaguely replied, "Mm …" "There's something." However, she did not specify what it was. She was afraid that Fu Siming would ask again, so she immediately continued, "I've already prepared the hot water for you. Quickly go and wash up."

"Alright." He got up and went to the bathroom.

Johann heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not ask any further questions, otherwise, she would have to continue lying … That was what she was the least adept at!

While Fu Ming was taking a shower, Qiao Anxiao glanced at his phone and saw that Wen Ziqi had replied.

She didn't pay much attention to the address that was sent to her. She just wanted to go tomorrow.

Lying on the bed, although the woman was tired, her mind was still active. She couldn't help but think about how she would get her will back when she saw Wen Ziqi tomorrow.

When he came out of the shower and saw his wife lying in a daze, he asked her, "What are you thinking about? Is there something on your mind? "

Qiao Anyan shook his head and denied it. "No."

He nodded and lay down beside her, then leaned over and gently hugged her. "Sleep."

The next day, he didn't go to the company, which surprised Joanna.

How would she answer if he asked her where she was going?

"You … Not going to the company today? " Joanna looked at him eagerly, expecting him to say something that would take a while to leave.

"Not today," he said, as he sat calmly drinking his coffee.

"Oh …"

After lunch, she remembered that there were only two hours until the appointed time, so she said tentatively, "I'm going out."

"Yes." "Yes," Fu Siming replied softly, then went to the study.

Fortunately, he did not ask any further questions. He used the map to check the route. It would take him over an hour to get there. When he saw that it was about time, he left the house.

The driver drove to 288 Jardines Road in accordance with the address she had given him. When he got out of the car, he saw that it was a hidden path that led to an unknown place.

Before she left, the driver told her to be careful. This place seemed to be very cautious.

After the chauffeur drove away, Johann summoned up his courage and walked inside alone. At the end of the road was a luxurious private villa, comparable to that of Fu Siming's.

Looking at the villa, Qiao Anzhi hesitated. So the address Wen Ziqi had given her was actually his own home …

But how could he live in such a remote place? She couldn't help but shiver, the hair on her back stood up, and her heart began to beat wildly.

But then he thought again, she was the one who asked Wen Ziqi to meet her. If she left this time, wouldn't it be even harder for her to get the will back from him in the future?

After hesitating at the door for a long time, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him. When he turned around, he saw Wen Ziqi standing by the door, looking at her with a smile that was not a smile.

"They're already here, why aren't they going in?" Wen Ziqi's gaze was filled with a sense of ridicule. Qiao Anyun had long since gotten used to him, so he didn't mind.

She hesitated for a moment, then turned and looked at the man. "I didn't think this was your house," she said.

"There's still time to leave." Wen Ziqi shrugged and looked at her nonchalantly. "However, if you leave and want to see me again, it won't be that easy."

Joanna looked at him warily. "I'll stand at the door and talk to you. What would it take for you to give me the will? "

Wen Ziqi frowned and asked, "What do you have to do with the will? We are still working together as cooperatively as before, isn't that good? "

"You only need to tell me how to give me the will."

Seeing that Qiao Yifan wasn't going to cooperate at all, Wen Ziqi smiled and said, "When I talk about things, I always like it to be more formal. Standing at the door, I don't think you want the will that much. "

Having said so, Wen Ziqi made a gesture to close the door.

"Wait a moment!"

Even though he knew he might play some tricks, Qiao Anjiao could only agree to his request.

Wen Ziqi opened the door and made a "please" gesture. The smile on his face made her shudder, but she still went in.

"Can we talk now?" As soon as he entered, he stopped at the door and refused to go any further.

Wen Ziqi did not press her any further. Instead, he sighed and said, "Tsk tsk, what have you become now? Where was the appearance of that Qiao Anzhi that I know? "" " Is Fu Siming really going to move you like this?

"What we're going to talk about today has nothing to do with this."

Wen Ziqi declined to comment and smiled, "In order to force the old tutor to sign his will back then, you and I cooperated extremely well! I miss you so much back then! "

When Qiao Anyun heard this, he was stunned for two seconds. A tacit understanding? The matter of the will was also related to Wen Ziqi … Was it the two of them who had killed Grandpa Fu Sin?

"Look, I actually forgot. You lost your memory." Wen Ziqi picked up his phone, swiped it twice on the screen, opened a video and then handed the phone to Qiao Anjiao, saying, "Take a look. Maybe you'll remember everything after you read it. "

Hearing Wen Ziqi's words, Qiao Anzhi hesitated for a moment before answering the phone.

However, when she saw the scene in the video, she was completely shocked.

The woman in the video was actually herself!

It was in the hospital ward, an old man with gray hair lying on the bed, looking miserable. Joanna recognized him. The old man was the grandfather who had died, and she had seen his picture at the Fu Mansion.

"What is this?"

Wen Ziqi didn't say anything as he looked at her with a faint smile.

For some reason, this video might contain the truth that she wanted to know, but at this moment, she didn't have the courage to continue watching.

"You can't take it even before it starts?"

Qiao Anxiao bit his lips. After hesitating for a moment, he pressed the play button again. She decided that no matter what was in the video, she would continue watching.

Avoiding the truth has never been the fundamental solution to the problem.

Qiao Anxian looked at the 'she' holding a document in her hand in the video. He then walked up to Fu Zhaoting, bent down and said to him, "Grandfather, you should sign this will. I don't want to hurt you. "

Hearing that cold tone, if it wasn't for the fact that they both had the same face, she would have suspected that the woman in the video was someone else.

At that time, Fu Zhaoting was already critically ill and wore an oxygen mask. Seeing this, he struggled to sit up. His hand trembled as he pointed at her. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth but was unable to say a single word.

He used all his strength to remove the oxygen mask and said weakly, "The medicine..." "My medicine …"

The woman looked at the medicine on the bedside cabinet and then pushed it further away. She waved the will in her hand and said, "Sign it, Grandfather. After you sign this will, I'll give it to you."

When he saw this, Qiao Anxiao was shocked. It turned out that everything was real. She had forced the old man to sign his will, but then what?

She continued to look down and heard a man's unbridled laughter coming from the video. It sounded like Wen Ziqi's voice.

"My dear grandfather, you didn't think of it, did you? One day you'll get a taste of being coerced. How about it? Is this a good feeling? "

"Grandfather, quickly sign it." Our patience is limited. "

Fu Zhaoting took a deep breath and said, "No matter how forceful you are, I will not sign it." He once again glanced at Wen Ziqi with a look of contempt, and angrily rebuked him —

"You, don't call me grandpa. Our Fu Family does not recognize a grandson like you! "

With that, he began to cough violently, and his body became increasingly weak …

Seeing this, she looked at Wen Ziqi with astonishment. She discovered that he didn't have any reaction at all. On the contrary, it was as if he was admiring her masterpiece. There was even a satisfied smile on his lips.

Grandson?

So Wen Ziqi was also of the Fu Clan's bloodline … He was brother to Fu Siming. But why was Wen Ziqi surnamed Wen? And why did he treat his own grandfather like this? And why wouldn't the old man recognize him?

There were too many questions piled up in his mind, making it difficult for her to figure them out.

In the video, the old man suddenly got sick. He reached out his hand to grab the medicine bottle, but the medicine bottle was in Qiao An Yun's hands.

"Grandfather, it's very uncomfortable, isn't it? You listen to me, you sign, I'll give you medicine to eat. "How about it?" "It's just a simple signature."

Seeing that his expression seemed to have loosened up a little, Qiao Anxiao passed the pen to him and pointed to the place where he had signed his name: "Write down your name."

However, Fu Zhaoting only hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he was still unwilling to sign. Qiao Anyun did not give him the chance to renege on his promise, and while he was weak, he took the pen in his hand and signed his name.

Seeing that his name was written on the will, Fu Zhenting closed his eyes in despair. He asked, "Now that I've signed it, can you give me the medicine?"

The scene came to an abrupt end.

Qiao Anxiao was stunned and looked at Wen Ziqi, asking, "What happened next? What happened? "