The girl was not at all intimidated by his aura and it was rare that she could even look him in the eye.
"I'm here to make a deal, not to threaten anyone, but business always requires face-to-face talks, don't you agree?"
Quentin looked at her deeply, then suddenly retracted his gaze, took the paper from her hand, opened it, and glanced over.
His expression became serious as he saw the contents of the paper clearly, and he looked at the girl again, as if he was surprised that she could get such a thing.
"Did you check it yourself?"
Qiao Nian dragged the stool next to him and sat down: "Well, I just got it not long ago."
After reading the contents of the paper, Quentin crumpled it up, took out a lighter from his body, and burned it. He threw the ashes into the copper ridge beside him and said, "I advise you not to investigate further."
Qiao Nian watched him burn the paper to ashes. He stretched out his hand, revealing a piece of white wrist bone from his sleeve. He said unruly and unruly: "I came to see you today just to know one thing. Did she die because of this thing?"
Quentin closed the lid of the copper ridge and tilted his head to look at her again, as if he didn't understand why she had to know the truth: "I told you, I advise you not to investigate this matter further."
"Originally I shouldn't care whether you check or not, but you and I have some history, so I'm kindly reminding you."
"Also, I will keep it a secret for you and won't let anyone else know that you still have this piece of paper."
What Ji Qing is researching is something that the secluded family absolutely cannot tolerate.
Once they know that there is someone else who possesses the results of Ji Qing’s research, then... they will definitely target Qiao Nian.
Quentin looked at the girl in front of him and thought about what the butler had said to him.
He still wanted to give her some pointers: "You should have guessed that she would die after seeing this. She is already dead. There is no need for you to risk your life for a dead person."
She is dead.
It's a dead person.
Ah
At this moment, Qiao Nian wanted to laugh, and a nameless fire rose in her heart that seemed to burn her heart, liver, spleen, and stomach clean.
Because Ji Qing is dead. Because she is already dead.
So everyone took it for granted that the incident was over.
No one needs to pay the price for this matter, and no one needs to give Ji Qing an explanation, including her!
Because Ji Qing is dead!
In their eyes, how can the living live for the dead
Qiao Nian heard her own voice saying calmly, "What if I really want the truth?"
What if she insisted on making those people pay the price
A life for a life, isn't it
Quentin frowned, thinking that she didn't know what he was hinting at. The power behind this matter was too great, and she had to fight alone. Even Ji Lingfeng couldn't resist it back then...
But when he touched the girl's dark eyes, it seemed as if a ferocious beast was about to pounce out from them.
He silently withdrew his gaze, bent his fingers, inhaled and exhaled, frowned and slowly relaxed, lowered his eyes and asked: "What do you want to know?"
**
An hour later, Qiao Nian walked out of the church.
Three parties gathered in the neighborhood.
As soon as she came out, hundreds of eyes looked over at her.
The girl looked no different from when she went in, still with that carefree look on her face, but when she saw so many people outside, she reached out to lower the brim of her hat to hide the gloom in her eyes.
"Let's go."
She walked up to Daji and others.
Mo Xi also came and greeted her: "Miss Qiao, Wang Ye is waiting for you in the car."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian asked about the car and walked straight over. Before he opened the door, it opened by itself.
(End of this chapter)