Chapter 341 Is Ayi Really Dead?
Wan Jiang glanced at them and said, "I need to call Master Zhong and ask him how to witness it."
He doesn't want to bear the wrath of Master Zhong!
If Miss Qiao loses, should they change their words and refuse to pay, or honor the bet? Should they leave room for regret?
Whether this testimony is oral or in writing is important!
Xiang Mingzhu's pretty face was filled with smiles. "Assistant Wan is very thorough. No wonder you're the only one by Master Zhong's side. So, this bet has been made in the name of Master Zhong. It's a testimony from both Master Zhong and Assistant Wan."
Wan Jiang glanced at her, smiled and said nothing.
I thought that Miss Xiang was always flattering herself. If she knew Mr. Zhong’s true intention, she would probably be furious!
Wan Jiang walked to the side and dialed Zhong Shao's number, repeating the situation here one by one, not daring to hide anything.
Ten minutes later, he walked up to the three women and said.
"Master Zhong agreed to let me be the witness, but for the sake of fairness, we should both put this bet on paper. This will prevent someone from cheating and refusing to acknowledge it later!"
Huo Sijiao misunderstood his meaning and sneered, "My sister-in-law always keeps her promises. Is your Young Master Zhong so sure that Ding Mingzhu will win? Are you afraid that we won't fulfill our promise if we lose?"
Xiang Mingzhu also felt that Mr. Zhong was partial to her, and she felt warm in her heart.
She said softly, "Mr. Zhong has thought this through so thoroughly! Qiao Xi, you're not scared, are you? If you want to regret it, it's not too late."
Anyway, she felt that she could definitely win!
Her talent wasn't as great as Lu Yingxue's, but she was diligent in her studies. How much knowledge could Qiao Xi, who grew up in the countryside, have? Even with Cheng Han's careful instruction, she couldn't compare to the Lu family's Thirteen Ghost Needles!
Otherwise, Cheng Han would not have retired after losing to her uncle Lu Bannong twenty years ago.
Qiao Xi looked at Wan Jiang and said, "Thank you for your help, Special Assistant Wan."
It's written in black and white, she won't go back on her word.
She was afraid that Xiang Mingzhu would cheat if she lost, so she would rather have it in writing than verbally.
Wan Jiang immediately had the waiter prepare paper, pen, and ink after receiving Master Zhong's order. He didn't bother with printing, but simply wrote two testimonials himself and had Xiang Mingzhu and Qiao Xi sign and fingerprint them.
Xiang Mingzhu signed his name directly and pressed the ink.
She raised her eyes to look at Qiao Xi and smiled brightly: "Do you really want to bet with me?"
Huo Sijiao couldn't stand her boasting and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? My sister-in-law always keeps her word."
Qiao Xi said softly, "Whether I bet or not, none of you Lu family acupuncture methods will let me go. Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk. I look forward to hearing you publicly admit that the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles are not as good as the Nine Plum Blossom Needles!"
She signed, her finger pressing over her name.
The handwriting was elegant and had a sharp edge.
Wan Jiang felt that the handwriting looked familiar. It looked like Mr. Zhong's handwriting, but it was more delicate.
Each party holds one copy.
After Wan Jiang resolved the matter, he said, "Ladies, my mission is complete. I will be leaving first."
"Wait, Wanjiang!"
Xiang Mingzhu took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from her bag and handed it to Wan Jiang. "This is my gift for Mr. Zhong. I didn't have time to give it to him just now. Please ask Assistant Wan to pass it on to me."
"Okay, Miss Xiang."
Wan Jiang took it casually. Judging from the brand logo and the size of the box, it must be the latest Patek Philippe men's watch, worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. For the Zhong family, it was not a valuable item.
Xiang Mingzhu smiled and watched him leave.
Huo Sijiao couldn't stand her expression and taunted her, "This man isn't very kind to you! He left halfway through the meal and still asked you to give him gifts. Xiang Mingzhu, you deserve this day!"
Xiang Mingzhu glanced at her and said, "They say Haicheng is like Liu and the Imperial Capital is like Zhong! But how can Haicheng compare to the prosperity and magnificence of the Imperial Capital? If I were favored by Young Master Zhong, I would be more powerful than the champion of the needle-testing competition. Huo Sijiao, you are really a spoiled frog in a well!"
"Tomorrow, the preliminary selection for the needle testing competition will be drawn. Qiao Xi, don't run away at this critical moment!"
After she finished speaking, she walked away with her chin raised.
It looks very grand.
Huo Sijiao lowered her eyes and sneered, "People always have to rely on themselves. If you rely on mountains, they will fall; if you rely on people, they will run away. If you rely on men, you have a pig's brain!"
Qiao Xi patted her shoulder and said, "Jiaojiao, the dishes are all here, let's eat."
"Sister-in-law, can you still eat it? Xiang Mingzhu is so picky and will never give up! What if she tampers with the needle testing meeting?"
Qiao Xi said softly, "Don't worry too much. We'll just deal with it when the time comes."
Huo Sijiao pouted: "Okay, then do you want to tell your brother about what happened today?"
"Not yet."
Qiao Xi's tone was very calm.
She frowned slightly. What concerned her most today was not Xiang Mingzhu, but that Young Master Zhong.
His last name is Zhong.
She looks so much like Ayi, but he doesn't recognize her.
The problem is that Ayi is really dead. In this world, there are such outrageous coincidences in the life experiences of her and Xu Xingluo, so why can't there be Ayi and Zhong Shao?
Qiao Xi felt like a stone was pressing on her heart, and she had no appetite for the meal.
I drank a glass of ice drink in a daze.
After the two of them had their meal, Huo Sijiao took a taxi and left early.
Old Chen sent Qiao Xi back home.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw a large cluster of blue gums in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. The boy in her memory would always pick a large bunch of flowers and put them in a ceramic vase in front of her window. Slowly, they would wilt and dry up in the sun, and he would replace them with a large bunch of fresh flowers.
Qiao Xi took a deep breath and exhaled a large amount of depressed air.
Aunt Qian came out of the house and saw her in a daze. She said, "Madam, did you enjoy your outing today?"
Qiao Xi came back to her senses and nodded: "I'll go back to my room and rest for a while."
"OK."
Qiao Xi walked up the stairs and returned to the master bedroom, where she lay tiredly on the bed, recalling the Master Zhong she met today.
It really looks alike!
Qiao Xi immediately took out her cell phone and looked through the address book. She found Cheng Han's number and dialed it, but got a busy tone.
Still no one answered!
Ayi lived in Grandpa Cheng's house back then, and he was the person who knew Ayi best.
Qiao Xi's face was a little solemn. She was a little worried because she hadn't contacted Grandpa Cheng for such a long time. But thinking of this kind of situation before, she tried to restrain herself and wait a little longer!
She found Aunt Chunhua's number in Yueliang Village and called her.
This time the call was connected quickly.
Aunt Chunhua has a very loud voice, but Qiao Xi felt much more at ease when she heard the familiar voice.
"Qiao girl, why are you calling me? Are you missing your aunt? I clean your yard from time to time, so you can stay here anytime you come back."
"Thank you, Aunt Chunhua."
Qiao Xi pursed her lips and said, "I have something to ask you."
"you say."
Qiao Xi closed her eyes and said slowly, "Did Ah Yi really die back then?"
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