Chapter 109 Fan Ming's Secret
"I tried my best to persuade her, even till I was spitting all over her, but my little daughter was like possessed and insisted on marrying Fan Ming."
Father Fang frowned and shook his head helplessly, his tone sounding quite disappointed.
"Tell me about this matter. Hey, with Fang He's conditions and beauty, if she could go out and see the world, there would be many people better than Fan Ming. But she chose to hang herself on Fan Ming's tree."
Zhong Qiao said nothing. Seeing Mr. Fang's reaction of rejecting Fan Ming, his eyes lit up as if he thought of something.
Her goal was to stop Fang He and Fan Ming from getting married and to prevent the Fang family from falling victim to the scumbag's murderous scheme. Wasn't Fang's father a good opportunity to break through? Their goals were exactly the same.
The look in Zhong Qiao's eyes when he looked at Fang's father was originally polite and courteous, but now it turned into recognition and appreciation from an ally.
"Father Fang, you really care about Fang He." Zhong Qiao put him on the commanding heights.
"Fang He is too young and more sentimental, but marriage is a big deal and there must be no ambiguity."
These words once again touched Mr. Fang's heart.
"Yeah." Father Fang sighed helplessly, "What else can I do? The wedding date has been set, and it will be held in just over a month."
Zhong Qiao smiled and did not refute directly, but chose to quote a story.
"Uncle, I once told you a story. Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a poor scholar who married a rich girl named Du Shiniang. The scholar took the girl's property and went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. In the end, in order to brighten his future, he sold Du Shiniang to a wealthy businessman. Du Shiniang, in anger, drowned herself in a treasure chest and jumped into the river."
"Uncle, what do you think?"
Mr. Fang had read books and looked at Zhong Qiao in surprise: "I underestimated you. You have even read all these." This kind of book is restricted in the country, and few people know this allusion. But it was a coincidence that he had read this allusion.
It is effortless for smart people to talk to each other.
Father Fang fell into deep thought. After a while, he said, "I'll think about the marriage again."
Zhong Qiao didn't continue to persuade them. She just said enough. After all, it was her first day there. As a guest, commenting on the young couple was already impolite. She just wanted to make Mr. Fang feel troubled about their marriage.
Some things, if she just spoke, would cause rejection and suspicion from Mr. Fang. It would be better to find an opportunity for him to see it in person.
"Dad, the food is ready." Fang He opened the kitchen door and interrupted their conversation in time.
Father Fang said something random and quickly stood up: "I'll be right there."
As he said that, Zhong Qiao moved aside to let him pass.
For some reason, the usually affectionate young couple seemed to have a conflict. Fang He lowered her head with red eyes, while Fan Ming frowned slightly with a look of dissatisfaction. But when he passed by Fang's father, he returned to his usual gentle self.
Mr. Fang was thinking about something and didn't pay much attention. He just picked up his apron and started cooking.
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became awkward after the three of them were left behind.
Zhong Qiao picked up the water on the table and took a sip, but he was thinking about other things.
About ten minutes later, Fang Nan came out of the shower. Because Fan Ming was there, she didn't wear revealing clothes. She wore just the right amount of home casual clothes, a long shirt and long pants, both of which were tight-fitting. She also put on a bathrobe and rubbed her half-dry hair.
Seeing the strange scene between the three people, Fang Nan glanced around and asked: "What are you all doing here?"
Fang He went into the house alone without saying anything. Fan Ming glanced at her back and didn't go to comfort her. Instead, he poured herself some water in the living room.
"Strange." Fang Nan glanced at Fang He's door and muttered.
Zhong Qiao noticed that Fan Ming glanced at Fang Nan out of the corner of his eye, frowned, then walked up to her with a smile, and wrapped her up tightly with the bath towel she used to wipe her head.
"I'll help you wipe it." Zhong Qiao said, "Let's go."
Fang Nan was not polite and followed her into the room.
As soon as he entered the room, Zhong Qiao closed the door with a serious expression.
Even if Fang Nan was dumb, he could see it: "What's wrong? Are you all unhappy all day long?"
Zhong Qiao said: "Fang Nan, do you remember what I said to you in the hospital before?"
Fang Nan was stunned for a moment: "I remember."
The wedding date was approaching and human lives were at stake. Zhong Qiao didn't want to endure it any longer and simply said directly: "Fang Nan, you have to listen carefully to every word I say from now on."
Fang Nan rarely saw her with this expression, so he stopped wiping his hair and nodded.
Zhong Qiao said, "Fan Ming is not a good person. He has plans for your family. Your sister is in danger now."
After saying that, Zhong Qiao looked at her, trying to find any reaction from her face. Fang Nan glanced at her, then suddenly glanced at the tightly closed door - a dark shadow was vaguely visible through the gap in the door.
It felt like someone was standing at the door.
Fang Nan withdrew her gaze and whispered, "Come with me." She pointed towards the balcony.
Zhong Qiao followed her and stood on the balcony, only to find that the balcony was dilapidated and that one could directly step on a "small bridge" made of wooden boards to reach the abandoned building opposite.
Fang Nan pulled her sideways and squeezed into the narrow space. From their perspective, they could see the Fang family's living room and kitchen with the help of the red brick wall, but the Fang family couldn't see them from their perspective.
Father Fang was busy in the kitchen, while Fan Ming——
Zhong Qiao's pupils shrank slightly.
Fan Ming stood at their door, as if eavesdropping, his face, covered in shadow, looking somewhat cruel.
Zhong Qiao looked at Fang Nan again and had already noticed something. When Fang Nan met her inquiring gaze, he just replied with a "yes".
In an instant, worry, horror, ecstasy, and belated fear swept through my body.
When exactly is it?
Fang Nan had noticed it a long time ago.
"Let me talk about you first." Fang Nan said, "How did you find out?"
This problem still arose, but after many sleepless nights, Zhong Qiao had already thought of a solution.
She answered flawlessly, "When your sister fell into the water, it was my father who saved her. That day, I saw Fan Ming acting suspiciously, and he didn't seem to be worried about Fang He."
"What about you?"
Fang Nan: "I took what you said at the hospital to heart. Later, perhaps it was your words that made me start observing the people around me. A lot of things happened at home, and it made me suspicious of Fan Ming."
She continued to talk about what happened to Fan Ming.
First, Xiao He was going to marry Fan Ming not long after she woke up.
Of course, she could think it was a coincidence.
After all, Fan Ming is Xiaohe's first love. Although they have broken up for half a year, she knows that Xiaohe still feels differently about him.
Second, she received several anonymous letters from the campus, all saying that Fan Ming had an immoral private life.
Third, Fan Ming began to look at houses and cars frequently.
Fourth, Zhong Ling is particularly ambiguous towards Fan Ming.
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None of this was enough to prove that Fan Ming was up to something, so Fang Nan remained skeptical until a letter came from Fan Ming's hometown. The sender was named Zhuang Hong.
Fang Nan turned around and rummaged around in a corner of the red brick house, took out a letter and handed it to Zhong Qiao.
Zhong Qiao opened it and read a few lines casually, and was shocked.
Fan Ming, he actually has a wife back home? And a child?!
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