Xiao Zheng hurriedly ended the lunch.
If they continued chatting, Xiao Zheng was afraid that Qiu Shou would go out of control again …
When he returned to the company, it was already 2: 30 in the afternoon. Xiao Zheng ordered Xiao Taohong to brew a large pot of strong tea. Then, he sat on the boss's chair and digested the conversation with Qiu Shou.
First of all, the mastermind was Shang Jingtian without a doubt.
Apart from the fact that his figure did not match Shang Jingtian's toughness, whether it was in terms of motive, strength, or goal. Shang Jingtian was a perfect match.
In fact, Xiao Zheng had never given up on his suspicions of Shang Jingtian.
This man was able to steadily climb to the position of number two after Lin Laoyao's crazy rise. This was enough to prove his terrifying strength. As well as his patience.
Although Shang Jingtian was the mastermind, to the current Xiao Zheng, it no longer had much meaning.
Bai Ziwen was dead, Bai Wushuang had gone crazy …
He had no reason to tell anyone about this fact.
But from a strategic point of view, Qiu Shou's information was enough to change Xiao Zheng's future plans. He knew what kind of obstacles would appear on the road ahead.
Shang Jingtian?
What an old fox.
Putting this aside, Xiao Zheng was more concerned about the true relationship between Lin Huayin and Qiu Shou.
From the information Qiu Shou revealed, Qiu Shou was undoubtedly Lin Huayin's cousin. In other words, Lin Laoyao and the great man Qiu Shou spoke of were blood brothers!
And the reason why Lin Laoyao had the surname Lin was probably to hide his true identity back then.
Xiao Zheng rubbed his slightly swollen eyebrows. He knew that the Zhao family would not compromise on the matter of revenge. Whether it was Qiu Shou or the person behind him — — the head of the Zhao family!
How strong was he?
Was he stronger than Lin Laoyao?
Did he care about the Zhao family? Would he disregard his family for revenge?
Xiao Zheng fell into deep thought, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
This was a feud between rich and powerful families. It involved a lot of things, and it covered a huge area. It was even more mysterious than any rich and powerful movie or drama. It was basically related to the top few wealthy families in Hua Xia.
The complexity of the relationship made it difficult for one to move forward.
After drinking a large cup of strong tea, Xiao Zheng slowly calmed himself down, but he got up and walked to Lin Huayin's office. He knew that although Old Lin listened to Xiao Zheng's arrangements in the morning and stayed at home to take care of the fetus, Old Lin's condition was very bad. But in the afternoon, he would definitely go to work before all the other employees.
Although pregnancy had slightly changed Old Lin's state of mind. But she could not change her enthusiasm for work. In this aspect, she had perfectly inherited the genes of Lin Laoyao and Ye Yuhua. In fact, it might even surpass them.
However, he also knew that even if he went to look for her, he would not be able to find her. In the end, he could only watch helplessly as Elder Lin dealt with the documents.
"What a disobedient old woman." Xiao Zheng shook his head and entered Lin Huayin's office without much hope.
Just as expected.
As soon as he entered the office, Xiao Zheng saw Lin Huayin sitting on the office chair, working. The computer had already been taken away. She basically relied on a pen to work, not emails.
As usual, Xiao Zheng was sitting on the sofa in the guest area, reading a magazine. He would occasionally interact with Old Lin, but he did not disturb Old Lin's work too much.
The afternoon passed quietly just like that. Other than going out to sign a few documents that Xiao Taohong had personally delivered, Xiao Zheng basically stayed in Lin Huayin's office.
It was not until the evening that Xiao Zheng suddenly received a text message from Siyan. Only then did he suddenly get up. His expression was slightly cold.
The text message was concise, but it was filled with a murderous aura.
"Bai Wushuang is going to Wang Huijing's house."
After seeing this text message, Xiao Zheng immediately drove to Wang Huijing's house.
He wanted to know what Bai Wushuang was up to this time!
…
In the living room.
Bai Wushuang was not sitting quietly on the sofa. From time to time, she would interact with her eight-year-old brother.
The child took his mother's surname. His name was Wang Ji. An ordinary name. Just like his appearance and temperament. Not outstanding.
Wang Huijing was sitting very cautiously in front of Bai Wushuang. She did not even know where to look. She was holding her phone in her hand, as if she wanted to ask someone for help.
"The child does not have a good life here." Bai Wushuang looked around the small house. "Come back to White City with me. I will provide him with the best life and education. "
Hearing this, Wang Huijing immediately panicked. "Young Master Bai, I can teach the child well."
"Are you sure you can teach my brother well?" Bai Wushuang glanced at Wang Huijing coldly.
Being stared at by Bai Wushuang's cold eyes, Wang Huijing immediately shut her mouth. The corners of her mouth were trembling, as if she wanted to grasp this last straw.
Yes.
For Wang Huijing, who had already lost the protection of Bai Ziwen, the child had become her last hope. If she even lost her child, what future did she have?
Bai Wushuang also fell silent.
He took out a cigarette and lit one. Then, he smoked with a calm expression. Drinking tea. As if giving the mother and son the last time to get along.
But during this time, Wang Huijing did not seem to pay attention to Wang Qi. Instead, she fell into endless thought.
From beginning to end, she did not even hold Wang Qi's hand or look at the child.
Right now, she had more important things to think about. She was really not in the mood to think about the child she had raised for eight years.
Or perhaps it was because she had never lost him, because they had been together for eight years. She did not have the habit of paying too much attention to this child. At least not in terms of attitude.
"Xiao Qi, do you like these toys?" Bai Wushuang asked gently.
"I like them!" Wang Qi smiled happily.
He was only eight years old. He had just entered the second grade of elementary school.
He usually did not have much pocket money, and in school, he did not receive much attention. Except that his grades were quite good. He was neither good at pleasing the teacher, nor good at communicating with his classmates.
Wang Huijing had never given the teacher a red packet or treated him to a meal.
Wang Qi, who had a sofa full of toys, did not know how happy life was until this moment. And these toys were all the colors that decorated Wang Qi's life.
Of course, there was also a strange uncle who had not visited him for a long time.
"As long as you like it," Bai Wushuang said with a peaceful expression. "Xiao Qi, do you want to be as happy every day as today? Play all the fun things, eat all the delicious things. Live the happiest life in the world? "
"As long as you are willing, I can satisfy you." Bai Wushuang slowly stood up and stretched out his big hand.
Wang Qi secretly glanced at his mother. Then, his gaze fell on the toys on the sofa.
Finally, he stretched out his little hand and let Bai Wushuang hold it tightly. Then, he walked out of the door.
"Son — —"
It was only at this moment that Wang Huijing suddenly realized.
Maybe after her son stepped out of the door, she would never see him again!
Bai Wushuang turned his head slightly and mouthed to the man in black who had been standing in the corner of the living room.
He mouthed, "Kill her!"
Then, he pulled Wang Qi into the elevator without looking back.
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