novelraw Chapter 215 Hunting (5)
Chapter 215 Hunting (5)
Chapter 215 Hunting (5)
She turned her head and chatted with grandma about some daily chores. When she turned her head again, He Ziqian was already standing in the yard.
He held the Yellow Crane Tower between his fingers, his thick eyebrows were tightly locked, his slender body leaned against the wooden ladder, and his eyes stared blankly at the sky.That concentrated expression seemed to be thinking about extremely complicated things.
Grandma asked her, "Mr. He can't even eat half a bowl of rice. Are you full?"
She smiled, "Mr. He ate a lot in the morning, and he may not be hungry now, grandma, don't worry."
In fact, whenever he is in a bad mood, he eats very little, which has been his habit for many years.
About a quarter of an hour later, He Ziqian came back, the smell of cigarettes on his body was choking.
Apparently, he had smoked more than one cigarette.
She couldn't help frowning, although she tried her best to suppress it, but the smell was really too strong and too pungent.
He sat down and bowed slightly to grandma, "I'm sorry, I caught you."
Grandma waved her hand, "It's okay. When Guoyuan was here, he smoked a lot. You young people are under a lot of pressure."
He Ziqian curled his thin lips and smiled faintly, "Grandma, can I go and see where Wanqing lives?"
"Of course." Grandma said, putting her hands on the ground, trying to stand up.
He Ziqian hurried forward, grabbed her arm, and helped her stand up.
The two of them went to the side room, and Linda stayed behind to clean up the dishes.
"This is Wanqing's room." Grandma stepped into the threshold of Westinghouse and introduced to him.
He Ziqian also stepped in, stood in the middle of the room, and looked around.
Against the wall, there is a wooden single bed, which is so narrow that it is only enough for one person to lie flat.
Coarse vertical-grain sheets were spread on the mattress, with white and blue stripes alternately, so old that it seemed to be woven on a loom.
The quilt was made of red satin, with patterns of mandarin ducks playing in the water printed on it, which was much better than the sheets.
Grandma noticed that he was staring at the bed and thought he was looking at the teddy bear, so she explained, "That bear was brought back by Wanqing, and she hugged it to sleep every night. .”
When He Ziqian turned his gaze to the head of the bed, he saw a beige teddy bear.The teddy bear was about 50 centimeters long, and it looked a little old. It must have been a few years ago.
He had seen this teddy bear on Zhao Wanqing's bed before, but today was the first time he looked at it carefully.
His gaze swept to the large square table in front of the bed. The square table was made of wood, extremely large, and painted with black paint, but with age, the black paint had peeled off, revealing the yellow wood.
An exquisite photo album and a silver-white Apple computer are placed on the wooden table, which is very conspicuous and looks out of place with other things.
There were still a lot of materials scattered on the wooden square table, He Ziqian narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.
He found that there were signed financial statements, reimbursement forms with red stamps, and receipts from various banks.
He frowned, pointed to the information on the table and asked, "Grandma, does Wanqing work in this company? Does she work in accounting?"
Grandma glanced at the information on the table and shook her head, "During the day, Wanqing works in a hot pot restaurant, and only does these jobs at night."
He Ziqian's face was already gloomy.
"You mean, she's working in a hot pot restaurant now?" He frowned and asked, the veins on his forehead were straightly raised.
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