Because it was a rainy day, the light was dim, the vision was blurry, and we just passed each other.
He seemed to see He Xihuai.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, a car whizzed past and he turned his head to look.
Wen Qiao felt a little strange: "What's wrong?"
"I seemed to see someone familiar just now."
"Is he an acquaintance? That car seems to belong to the boss of the company next door to me."
Su Ce's expression changed slightly: "Your company next door? What's its name? What's the name of the boss?"
Wen Qiao: "The company is called Huaihe Media, and the boss seems to be a returned Chinese, probably mixed-race, named William."
Su Ce frowned: "William?"
He Xihuai’s English name is not William, but Steve. He did see that familiar shadow just now.
So, he must have made up a random name, and he must have deliberately approached A-Jiao.
Because Gu Xiao was injured, he came back to take revenge.
He Xihuai likes to play games, like a cat and mouse. He plays with his prey enough before giving it a fatal blow.
Therefore, the fact that Aqiao was deliberately led into the unfinished building before was probably the work of He Xihuai, and that was indeed his style.
He suddenly felt a little scared. Fortunately, Aqiao took him to her company today, otherwise he would have known that He Xihuai had been lurking beside Aqiao. He was so close to her, and it would be easy for him to do something if he really wanted to.
Su Ce calmed down and asked, "How long has William moved here?"
"We moved here in the first half of this year. It's only been a few months. What happened?"
Su Ce's eyes were heavy: "Go to your office first, I have something to tell you."
It was rare for him to have such a serious expression, and Wen Qiao actually felt a little oppressed for a moment.
After parking the car, they went upstairs together.
The secretary brought in two cups of coffee. Wen Qiao sat at his desk, looking at his uncle who remained silent. He felt more and more uneasy. "What's wrong?"
"Before, a voice flashed through your mind, asking you to stay with Fu Nanli, right?"
Wen Qiao slowly stood up and looked at his uncle in disbelief: "You...how did you know that?"
There is no reason for my uncle to know this.
Su Ce said calmly: "Because I implanted that voice into your brain."
Wen Qiao: “…”
She was silent for a full minute. She knew every Chinese character, but she just couldn't understand what her uncle said.
"What does it mean?"
Su Ce: "You have had this disease since you were seventeen, an inexplicable blood disease. I'm afraid there is no other case of your disease in the world. At that time, you were a little girl with a strong self-esteem. You didn't want to ask Wen Jianmin for money, and you couldn't see through Xu Lu and the others' tricks. So, that year, I stayed in Haicheng for a while."
Wen Qiao was so shocked that she couldn't utter a word and could only listen to him quietly.
"Your blood is also very rare. The only person who can strictly match your blood type is Fu Nanli. Not only for your health, but also for your future, so I implanted some memories in you. That is, the memories of the life you would have if you lived according to your original personality. As a result, you thought you were reborn, but in fact you were not."
Wen Qiao understood that if her uncle had not implanted that memory, she would have been fooled by Xu Lu, her life would have become a mess, and Xiao Mo and Xiao Chi would not have been redeemed.
(End of this chapter)