"Hopefully there's still time. Please, nothing bad can happen!"
Gao Churou stumbled and ran toward the villa's gate.
When she arrived at the door, her heart jumped into her throat.
The front door was open, and the house was a complete mess.
When she rushed in, all she saw was a mess, but she couldn't find Qiu Minxia anywhere.
She saw some bloodstains on the ground, which had not yet congealed, so they must have been left recently.
"Oh no!"
"We're still too late!"
Gao Churou collapsed to the ground instantly, her face filled with anxiety and unease.
But it's only temporary.
"There wasn't much blood, and we didn't see a body, which proves that the person is still alive. Perhaps they just went out to do something."
Muttering to herself, Gao Churou immediately struggled to her feet, and hope rekindled in her despairing eyes.
But as she walked out of the villa, she felt lost again.
Where will Qiu Minxia go?
She had only known Qiu Minxia for a few days, but she had a good understanding of her personality, thoughts, and what had happened to her.
But Qiu Minxia had no idea which relatives she could rely on.
Of course, the most likely explanation is that Qiu Minxia went to fight Jiang Zhenghua to the death.
If that's the case, she really feels powerless.
Left with no other choice, she had to quickly return to the hotel where Wang Qian was staying.
"Wang Qian, something terrible has happened..."
Given the urgency of the situation, Gao Churou quickly gave a brief account of what had happened.
"There really was an accident!"
Wang Qian's expression was rather unpleasant.
He had long suspected that the plan was too complicated and the steps too cumbersome, and that various unexpected events would be unavoidable along the way.
He just never expected that an accident would happen to Qiu Minxia.
"What do we do now?"
Gao Churou was worried. "Qiu Minxia must have thought about suicide, but in the end she probably didn't have the courage, or she thought of another solution. But I have no clue where she is now."
"Now we can only gamble on luck!"
Wang Qian took a deep breath and said seriously, "Okay, go to the train station and find Song Lu. The train to Nanming Station shouldn't have left yet."
"What do you want with Song Lu?" Gao Churou asked, puzzled.
"She has followed Jiang Zhenghua for eight years and knows his background inside and out. If we want to find Gao Churou, we may have to rely on her."
After a pause, Wang Qian continued, "I'll go find Jiang Zhenghua now. I hope Qiu Minxia is going to see him so that things can be stopped from getting worse before I arrive."
"Okay, I'll go to the train station now."
Without further ado, Gao Churou immediately rushed to the train station.
Wang Qian didn't delay and immediately went to Jiang Zhenghua's private garden.
He had just seen Jiang Zhenghua there that morning; if Jiang hadn't left yet, he should still be in that garden.
...
Half an hour later.
Wang Qian hailed a taxi and parked it again in the parking lot outside Jiang Zhenghua's private garden.
"Hopefully, it's not too late!"
Wang Qian hurriedly got out of the car, not even having time to say much to the driver, and rushed towards the garden entrance.
At that moment, he did panic a little.
While the business world is like a battlefield, the premise is that no one should die.
Otherwise, all of this will go bad.
He also didn't want to trade human lives for his own business success.
This is the bottom line, and it is also unacceptable under the law.
As he ran toward the garden, his mind was racing, trying to come up with all sorts of feasible solutions.
In the end, he made his decision.
First, find Jiang Zhenghua. If Qiu Minxia hasn't arrived yet, ask Huang Bo for help and have him lead Jiang Zhenghua to a place Qiu Minxia can't find.
Only in this way can we avoid a direct confrontation between Qiu Minxia, who has lost her temper, and Jiang Zhenghua.
However, he had only run a short distance when his pupils contracted slightly.
A short, plump middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam was walking briskly along the path leading to the garden entrance.
Because he only saw the back, Wang Qian didn't see the other person's face, but judging from the figure alone, Wang Qian almost instantly guessed the other person's identity.
Qiu Minxia!
It must be her.
Wang Qian was overjoyed and hurriedly ran up to him.
He quickly overtook the woman before she reached the garden gate and blocked her way.
This time, he finally saw it clearly.
The woman looked to be in her fifties, with a round face, crow's feet around her eyes, and curly hair that looked like it had been permed by a hairdresser—a common style for this era.
Her face was heavily made up, making her look eerily pale.
The makeup on her cheeks was smudged, and tear stains were clearly visible.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was filled with endless resentment and malevolence.
"This must be Mrs. Jiang, right?"
Despite knowing that the other party wouldn't give him a friendly look, Wang Qian still gritted his teeth and stood in front of the woman.
"Get out of my way!"
The woman spoke, her voice so shrill it sent chills down your spine, like a ferocious beast on the verge of rage.
"Mrs. Jiang, I know why you've come here!"
Wang Qian naturally wouldn't let it go, and patiently advised, "I hope you can calm down. Rushing in like this will only make things worse."
"It's none of your business!"
Qiu Minxia didn't even ask Wang Qian how he knew; she just gritted her teeth and roared, "I don't care who you are, get out of my way now!"
"Mrs. Jiang, please listen to me..."
"roll!"
Wang Qian was about to continue speaking when Qiu Minxia interrupted him.
At the same time, with a strength she didn't know she possessed, she shoved Wang Qian, this strong and robust young man, aside and continued striding forward.
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