She now holds shares in Fu Nanli and Kasim.
Her goal is to become bigger and stronger, first to become the richest woman in China, then the richest woman in Asia, and finally, if she is lucky, maybe the richest woman in the world.
Pentagram
Haha, she is not interested.
Fu Nanli's eyes were heavy: "I hope He Xihuai will stop having wishful thinking because of this incident."
Wen Qiao: “I hope so.”
Fu Nanli saw the scars on her arm at a glance.
After all, how could you not get hurt when fighting with so many people
Fu Nanli rolled up her sleeves and saw many bruises on her arms and back, which looked like they were caused by being hit hard with a wooden stick.
"They did it?"
Wen Qiao said nonchalantly: "How else could I have done it myself?"
Fu Nanli gave her some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine and asked, "Did they hit you with a stick?"
Wen Qiao nodded: "Well, I was not prepared. There were more of them. I was hit by two sticks. Those two sticks were a little painful, but the rest was fine."
Fu Nanli felt very anxious.
He will make those people spend the rest of their lives in jail.
In the He family mansion, in the dim light, He Xihuai sat on the leather sofa and smoked.
"Ms. Ling Ning was taken away by the police."
Theresa reported everything in detail.
"Oh, I see."
Theresa asked cautiously, "Do we need to inform the police here?"
After all, she is someone that my husband has trained for more than ten years. Does she really have to go to jail
He Xihuai's eyes seemed to be frozen: "What are you talking about?"
Theresa choked, knowing that she had said the wrong thing, and dared not utter a word.
"She almost killed Wen Qiao. Do you think I should let her go?"
Theresa: “No… no.”
In Mr. He's place, he only sees the new people laughing and doesn't hear the old people crying. I can only say that Ling Ning is unlucky.
It was not her destiny to inherit the pentagram.
He Xihuai said again: "Don't you think Wen Qiao is still too humane now?"
The voice was sinister and made Theresa's scalp tingle.
Compared to the gentleman, Wen Qiao is definitely too human, but the girl is actually calm and rational enough.
If he keeps calm, he won't be a normal person anymore.
He Xihuai tapped the ash from his cigarette and said, "It's time to act."
Theresa's heart tightened.
Half a month later, Wen Mo participated in the finals in Haicheng, and Wen Qiao accompanied him to record.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, the weather in Haicheng is freezing cold.
During the break in recording, Wen Qiao went to the bathroom and Si Yu accompanied her.
Now Si Yu dared not leave Wen Qiao even a step.
When coming out of the bathroom, Wen Qiao saw a familiar figure.
I vaguely felt that the man seemed like Fu Nanli's father.
Fu Nanli showed her a photo of his father, who looked quite like Fu Nanli.
The man was wearing a gray coat and still looked as handsome as ever. Wen Qiao hurriedly chased after him in the crowd.
Si Yu grabbed her hand and said, "Aren't you going back to the recording site?"
Wen Qiao: "I saw someone I know, let's go check it out."
Si Yu thought that this was a TV station and there were so many people here, so nothing should happen, so he followed Wen Qiao and walked forward.
In an empty studio, the lights were on. Wen Qiao pushed the door open and saw the man sitting in the first row of the audience.
Wen Qiao walked down the stairs one step at a time.
The floor was covered with red carpet and the lights from the stage were dazzling. Her heart was pounding and she stopped when she reached the first row.
(End of this chapter)