Xiao Jiu thought about it carefully and gently shook her head.

Qiao Wanwan hadn't held out much hope to begin with. Xiao Jiu was timid and must be terrified after such a fright; she might not remember it.

Xiao Jiu took out her iPad and wrote: "I'm sorry..."

Qiao Wanwan felt a pang of heartache and hugged him tightly. "Silly child, there's no need to apologize. Mommy doesn't blame you, and no one blames you. I'm so glad you're safe and sound."

"You were frightened yesterday. If you feel unwell, you must tell Mommy, okay?"

Xiao Jiu nodded.

"Madam," said Zheng Ma, "Jiang Dong has returned. Would you like to see him?"

"Hurry up and bring him up."

"Yes," Zheng Ma said worriedly, "but you must promise me that you won't get agitated. The old man said you have to stay calm, otherwise it will affect the baby."

"I see."

After Jiang Dong arrived, Qiao Wanwan had the maid take the two children away.

"lady."

"Jiang Dong, have you found Jing Ting?"

"We've been looking, but haven't found it yet."

Qiao Wanwan leaned against the headboard. "I was too emotional at noon and didn't have time to ask many questions. How many bodies were found in the rubble?"

"Nine."

"Jing Ting isn't here, so besides your father and Ruan Tang, everyone else is a bodyguard, right?"

Jiang Dong hesitated for a moment, then said, "Replying to Madam, among the nine charred corpses, neither Master Zhan nor my father were found."

"What did you say?" Qiao Wanwan asked in shock. "What about Ruan Tang?"

"Among the nine bodies, there were eight men and one woman. Ruan Tang was adopted, so her DNA naturally didn't match that of the Ruan family, making it impossible to confirm. However, according to the bodyguards who went to check early this morning, there were no other women in the old house besides Ruan Tang, and the bone age of the female body was similar to that of Ruan Tang, so it should be Ruan Tang. The identities of the other eight people have been confirmed; they were bodyguards."

Qiao Wanwan closed her eyes in anguish. "I will handle the funeral arrangements for my brothers properly and personally apologize to their families."

Jiang Dong held back his tears, "Madam, Master Zhan's bodyguards are all orphans, so they have no family. They are all willing to risk their lives for Master Zhan."

Qiao Wanwan felt a lump in her throat, "Okay..."

“Madam, there is something I need to ask you.” Jiang Dong said, “You have always believed that there is a secret passage in the Zhan family’s old mansion, and that Master Zhan escaped through the secret passage, but I have led my men to search countless times, but we have found nothing.”

"The only solution now is to demolish the old house and search underground."

Qiao Wanwan didn't hesitate, "Find them, even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must find them!"

"yes."

"Madam," Zheng Ma hurriedly knocked on the door and came in to report, "Zhan Xiuwen is here!"

Qiao Wanwan frowned slightly. "What's he doing here?"

"He must have received the news and rushed here. It's definitely not good news. You should lie down and rest. Let Jiang Dong deal with him."

Jiang Dong nodded. "Madam, I'll go."

“No need,” Qiao Wanwan said. “Zhan Xiuwen must have come prepared. You can’t deal with him. I’ll go myself.”

"But......"

"Don't worry, I won't let him upset me." Qiao Wanwan touched her belly, "and I certainly won't let him affect my baby."

......

When Qiao Wanwan came downstairs, Zhan Xiuwen was sitting in the dining room eating the nutritious and delicious dinner that had been prepared for her.

Qiao Wanwan frowned when she saw him dressed in white mourning clothes and asked, "Zhan Xiuwen, what do you mean?"

Zhan Xiuwen took a sip of red wine and said slowly, "Niece-in-law, according to seniority, I am your uncle. How can you call me by my first name?"

Qiao Wanwan sat opposite him and said, "Don't try to talk to me about seniority. Jing Ting has long since severed ties with the Zhan family. Have you developed dementia and forgotten?"

Instead of being angry, Zhan Xiuwen laughed, "How can a young man speak so rudely? No wonder he lost his husband at such a young age."

"Who are you calling a widow!" Qiao Wanwan snapped. "Are you dressed like this to provoke me?"

"Do you need to stir up more bad luck?" Zhan Xiuwen laughed. "Qiao Wanwan, you were destined for misfortune after marrying Jing Ting. I was originally thinking of waiting a few more years until he died at thirty, but even God seemed to be on my side; he passed away early. Naturally, I had to take out this set of clothes early to send my good nephew off on his final journey..."

"Zhan Xiuwen!"

As soon as Qiao Wanwan finished speaking, Jiang Dong and his bodyguard immediately pulled out guns and pointed them at Zhan Xiuwen's head!

Qiao Wanwan stared intently at the man opposite her. "Who told you my husband is dead, huh? If you dare curse Jing Ting again, I'll make sure you don't leave alive..."

"I didn't realize you were so capable." Zhan Xiuwen calmly ate his food. "Qiao Wanwan, I have to say, I'm starting to admire you more and more. But you really can't threaten me. I dared to come to Wutong Bay alone today because I was prepared to walk out unscathed. If I lose even a single hair today, you won't have an easy time."

"Qiao Wanwan, considering how much I admire you, I can be magnanimous and not hold it against you. How about this, we cooperate. As long as you hand over the management of the Dijing Group to me, you can still be Mrs. Zhan and enjoy a lifetime of wealth and luxury. What do you say?"

Qiao Wanwan sneered, "I can see that. Your specialty is dreaming."

“I’m not happy with you saying that.” Zhan Xiuwen poured himself a glass of red wine. “Jing Ting is dead. The huge Dijing Group is left without anyone to manage it. It will soon collapse like a building. It’s perfectly legitimate for you to hand over the Dijing Group to me, your uncle. With my abilities, I can still help you save the Dijing Group and your wealth and status.”

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