All those incomprehensible things became clear: because Zhuang Yan killed his own sister, Tang Jing and Zhuang Chongming hated him and even kicked him out.
If he finds evidence, he could not only threaten Zhuang Yan, but also send him to prison.
However, this matter needs to be confirmed again and again. Gu Qian suppressed his eagerness and secretly put his hand into his pocket to press the record button.
After he finished, he gently patted Tang Jing's shoulder and asked casually, "Auntie, who is this 'Xiao Ke' you're talking about?"
Tang Jing's eyes were bloodshot, and she said mechanically in a hoarse voice, "She is my daughter."
How did she die?
"He fell to his death, he was pushed down by Zhuang Yan. He's a devil. He's the one who killed my Xiao Ke. I want him to come back and atone for my Xiao Ke's sins." Tang Jing frantically grabbed Gu Qian's arm, her newly done manicure tearing his hand.
Gu Qian endured the pain and then asked, "When did this happen?"
“My little Ke was only three years old. He was killed by his older brother when he was three. He was a five-year-old little devil.”
Zhuang Yan is 24 years old this year, so that was 19 years ago, right? After so long, is there still any evidence? Besides, Tang Jing isn't quite mentally stable, so we don't know if what she says will have any effect.
Gu Qian forcefully pulled his hand back.
Every time Tang Jing relapses, she goes crazy for half an hour, and when she gets tired, she falls asleep.
If Zhuang Zhongming were here, he would give her some medicine to make her feel better.
This was the first time Gu Qian had seen her have an attack, and he was somewhat at a loss.
"Godmother, it's alright now, it's all in the past. If you want Zhuang Yan to come back, I can help you find him."
Tang Jing stared at him blankly: "Really?"
"real."
"What about Zhuang Zhongming? Has he come back? When will he return? I need to see him, I need to see him right now!"
Seeing that her emotions, which had just calmed down, were about to explode again, Gu Qian immediately held her down and said softly, "Godfather will be back tomorrow morning, so don't worry, they will all be back."
Hearing the satisfactory reply, Tang Jing stood up unsteadily, then opened the safe, took out several documents, and placed them on the table: "As long as you help me find them, these will all be yours after I die."
Gu Qian glanced at it, and when he saw that it was a transfer of inheritance, he immediately perked up and carefully looked at every word on it.
These documents were at first glance forty or fifty pages long, a very thick stack. Gu Qian only looked at the top page and confirmed that this was the will. If he signed it, then after Tang Jing died, her property would be his.
Gu Xiangqian thought that Zhuang Zhongming was at fault for cheating, so he should leave with nothing. All the property belonged to Tang Jing, which meant it was also his.
"Sign it. Once you sign, it's all yours."
Tang Jing went mad; she herself didn't know what she was doing.
At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind: she wanted to prove that there were plenty of people who wanted the things Zhuang Yan didn't care about, and that he would be the one who regretted it in the end.
As for Zhuang Zhongming, since he chose to betray her, she would rather give all these assets to an outsider than leave them to his mistress and illegitimate child.
She wanted to wait for Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Chongming to come home, so that the three of them could be together as a family. At that time, their attention would surely fall on her again.
Such a huge windfall suddenly fell from the sky almost knocked Gu Qian unconscious. He was so excited that he unconsciously held his breath and clenched his fists tightly.
Gu Qian didn't dare ask any more questions, afraid that Tang Jing would regret it if he talked too much nonsense. He quickly found a pen and put his name on the forty or fifty pages of paper without having time to look at them carefully. He wrote his name on all the pages after seeing the signature section, which took less than three minutes.
"Godmother, I've finished signing." He tidied up the documents and handed them over.
"Okay." Tang Jing put it away without checking and returned it to the safe.
"When will you bring Zhuang Yan back for me?"
Gu Qian replied, "I'm going to record a variety show in a couple of days. When I run into Zhuang Yan, I'll talk to him and bring him back."
Tang Jing nodded wearily: "I'm tired, you can go out."
Gu Qian watched her stagger up to bed, and only after she fell asleep did he leave the room with a smug look on his face.
After returning to his bedroom, he took out his phone and saw a nearly 20-minute recording. He listened to it from beginning to end and secretly chuckled.
They just got it like that? Billions in assets, power, and status, all given to someone with whom they have no blood relation?
Overwhelmed with excitement, Gu Qian's face flushed red, his heart pounding, and he completely forgot about all the unpleasant things that had happened during the day.
Overjoyed, Gu Qian couldn't help but have some insomnia, and it took him a long time to fall asleep.
...
To avoid paparazzi, Zhuang Zhongming chose to go home around 4 or 5 a.m.
Gu Qian was awakened by a commotion, much louder than the night before. Still groggy, he almost thought it was an earthquake.
It was only after a moment's realization that the sound was coming from next door.
Zhuang Zhongming, who usually appeared refined and cultured, roared at Tang Jing, "You're a madman, a mental patient! I've wanted to divorce you for a long time!"
Tang Jing's voice was shrill: "If you want a divorce, you'll have to leave with nothing. Don't forget, everything you have now is thanks to me. If it weren't for me, your company would have been gone long ago. You wouldn't be living in such a nice villa and wearing such nice clothes. Who was it that knelt before me and swore that they would never let me down in this lifetime!"
The house was soundproof, so Gu Qian could only hear bits and pieces of what was being said, such as murderer, pervert, poisonous woman, mentally ill, and unfit to be a mother.
Gu Qian opened the doorway a crack, and suddenly, a loud bang came from next door, accompanied by Zhuang Zhongming's scream, which seemed to pierce the top of his head.
What happened? Gu Qian's heart jumped, not because he was worried about the safety of the two of them, but because he was worried that what he had finally obtained would be changed because of their argument.
He quickly opened the door and went out, and the servants and butler came up as well.
Then they saw Zhuang Zhongming curled up on the ground, clutching his lower body in pain, his body contorted like a shrimp from the agony.
The ground was covered in blood. Tang Jing knelt in the ruins, holding a knife in her hand, which was stained with blood.
Where was the knife used to stab?
The butler rushed over to check and finally saw the source of the wound, his face showing disbelief.
As Gu Qian approached, he saw clearly, and empathy welled up within him; he felt a dull ache down below.
Tang Jing single-handedly crippled Zhuang Zhongming. After being stunned for a long time, Tang Jing suddenly burst into laughter, laughing until tears rolled down her cheeks.
"This is the price you pay for cheating on me! Let's see what you'll use to play around with women now!"
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