Chapter 67 Unconditional Gift

After searching along the river for half a month, Xu Si'an disappeared, as did Chang Yi.

Qiao Xu's expectations were dashed every day.

Every day after get off work, she avoids the rush hour and goes to sit by the river for a while.

Although it was the height of summer, the evening breeze along the river was still a bit chilly.

She sat on the rock closest to the riverbank, the hem of her white dress soaked by the water.

The black suit jacket was draped over his shoulders.

"Xu Si'an, you're so childish, you've been playing hide-and-seek for so long."

She stared blankly into the distance and took out the phone that He Yanxun had given her that day from her bag.

Qiao Xu opened WeChat and saw that there were only two pinned WeChat accounts, both of which were hers.

Seeing that the chat history of 【Qiaoqiao Baby】 stopped on the day Xu Si'an had the accident, Qiao Xu's fingers trembled as she took out her own phone from her bag and switched to WeChat.

There are two notification messages above.

Without even opening the chat box, Qiao Xu saw the message and tears welled up in her eyes, dripping onto her phone screen.

Love yourself well.

Qiao Xu touched the chat box and left another message: "Wife, I love you. Be good, don't wait for me."

Her broken sobs escaped her throat, and slowly, her cries became hoarse.

The higher Qiao Xu looked, the more she broke down, and she cried out in a hoarse voice.

On the day she returned the dog, there was also an apology that hadn't been sent out.

Over four years, Xu Si'an sent her thousands of messages.

He persisted in sending "Good morning, baby" and "Good night, wife" every morning and evening for over 1,400 days and nights.

Birthdays, anniversaries, Valentine's Day.

What devastated Qiao Xu the most was that on every anniversary of their breakup, he would say...

[Four years after our breakup, I still can't help loving you, Qiaoqiao, do you still love me?]

[It's been three years since we broke up, and I can't stop thinking about you, Qiaoqiao. Could you love me even a little bit, just a little bit?]

[Two years after our breakup, Qiao Xu, I want to hate you so badly, but I can't. That name has long been etched into my heart.]

[It's been a year since we broke up, Qiaoqiao, how could you be so cruel? It's been a year, are you still angry with me?]

Baby, I'm afraid to sleep anymore. Every time I close my eyes, all I can think about is you.

On the day Xu Si'an returned to China, he said: "Baby, I'm back. I haven't forgotten you in four years, and I don't intend to forget you. You hate me, right? This time, even if I have to lock you up, I'll lock you to my side."

Qiao Xu flipped to the second month after Xu Si'an went abroad, and there was a video. He clicked on it.

A buzzing sound rang out as Xu Si'an lowered his head to tattoo himself.

The person who filmed the video joked, "I already told you I got you a tattoo. It's just a sheep, what's so difficult about that?"

Qiao Xu recognized the voice; it was Chang Yi's.

The tattooed man didn't even raise his head: "What do you know? This sheep belongs to me, and no one can touch it."

"Pshaw, they don't want you anymore, you've already broken up."

"Do I need to remind you? You're the one who got dumped."

There was a loud bang, like the sound of a phone falling, and then the screen went blank.

After pent-up emotions for more than ten days, Qiao Xu burst out, clutching his phone to her chest with both hands.

People taking a walk along the river saw Qiao Xu sitting by the river crying, her skirt and feet soaked in the water. They thought she was going to commit suicide and called the police.

When the police arrived, Qiao Xu was sitting calmly on a rock, lost in thought.

She accepted the apology and said she was just preoccupied, then left the riverbank under the watchful eyes of the police.

Qiao Xu didn't go home, but instead made an appointment at a studio.

She stayed inside for almost three hours before driving back to her apartment.

Because he was worried about Qiao Xu, Si Shen had been sending people to follow her all this time, and they only left after seeing that she had arrived home safely.

Si Shen already knew that she was sitting by the river, and seeing that she didn't intend to jump into the river, he didn't show up.

After returning home, Qiao Xu looked at the tattoo on the inside of her left arm.

It was the drawing she had pestered Xu Si'an to draw for her that day.

The top part has been changed; the violets that originally surrounded the lamb and lion have been replaced with a pattern of XU.

It is the Xu of Xu Si'an, and also the Xu of Qiao Xu.

The following morning, the Xu Group announced on its official website that Xu Si'an, the second son of the Xu family, had died unexpectedly, and his estate would be inherited by his mother, Ms. Fang Yiqiu.

Less than half an hour after the press conference, Song Jia, accompanied by his lawyer, went to the president's office and found Qiao Xu.

“Ms. Qiao, I am Mr. Xu’s personal lawyer. My surname is Zhong.”

Qiao Xu nodded slightly and greeted, "Hello, Attorney Zhong."

In the small conference room of the secretary's office, Qiao Xu asked in astonishment, "What did you say?"

She glanced at Song Jia, who showed no surprise whatsoever.

"Assistant Song, you're not surprised?"

Song Jia: "Sister Xu, President Xu drafts a will every year. The content is different every year, but the only constant is the recipient of the property."

Qiao Xu looked at the notarized documents and will placed in front of her, which bore his own signature.

[If I, Xu Si'an, were to unexpectedly disappear or die, all my assets shall be unconditionally bequeathed to Ms. Qiao Xu.]

Attached below are dozens of asset lists, including Xu Si'an's 30% stake in the Xu Group.

Attorney Zhong placed all the share authorization documents in front of Qiao Xu: "Ms. Qiao, this will was notarized after Mr. Xu returned to China."

Happy Qixi Festival! Not just on Qixi, but every day! Wishing my little darlings wealth and happiness always!