Chapter 24 Chapter 24

After taking a shower, Xie Qiao almost laughed out loud when he saw Zong Fei's message.

Match his mother and Zong Fei's father?

On what basis?

Xie Qiao knew from a young age that his mother had to rely on Zong Fei's father to live, otherwise her body would weaken rapidly and even fall into a coma, threatening her life.

It may sound very metaphysical and superstitious, but this is the truth, which Xie Qiao discovered after years of silent observation.

Xie Qiao has been smart and precocious since he was a child, and has a good memory. He remembers that the first time he met Uncle Zong was on the road. Song Lingxi was going to take him to buy a cake, but when they were crossing the road, he suddenly fainted in front of a car, and the person sitting in the car was Uncle Zong Xuecheng.

At that time, Uncle Zong's driver got out of the car and saw the situation on the ground. He called 120 for him and sent his mother to the hospital.

At this point, Xie Qiao was grateful. His family was rich, and his mother did not faint on purpose to commit fraud, so Uncle Zong did not need to be held responsible. His mother had bonuses from national awards and profits from patents, and his father left all his inheritance to him and his mother before he passed away. Although his mother donated all the movable properties left to her to support girls in the mountains who could not afford to go to school, the remaining immovable properties and the portion left to Xie Qiao might be enough for them both to spend in their lifetime.

But a few days later, Uncle Zong's secretary brought a contract. My mother read the contract and rejected it on the spot. As a result, my mother, who was about to be discharged from the hospital that day, suddenly fainted again.

The doctor said that my mother's body had become extremely weak and her immune system was weakened, so she needed to stay in a sterile ward. Moreover, there was no cure for this disease and she could only be nursed back to health. The cost of treatment and hospitalization during this period would be tens of thousands of yuan a day.

The doctor also said that someone had already paid for all their expenses, and that Mom just needed to focus on her recovery.

The next day, the secretary brought another contract and said in a haughty manner that as long as they signed the contract, they would never have to worry about their lives again.

This time Mom signed the contract.

Strangely, from that day on, Song Lingxi's health improved day by day, and he was discharged from the hospital a month later.

After being discharged from the hospital, their family moved from a rental house into an apartment.

Xie Qiao didn't know why Uncle Zong thought their family was poor, but as for the rental house issue, he knew that it was because they had just moved here from another city, and the big villa in his father's inheritance had not been renovated yet, so they lived in a rental house.

Later, his mother lived with Uncle Zong. In the first few years of their relationship, Song Lingxi would occasionally go to the temple to pray, but after a long time he stopped going.

Song Lingxi never explained to Xie Qiao what happened, but as Xie Qiao grew up, the mother and son had already reached a tacit understanding. However, both of them were smart people, and Xie Qiao discovered that Song Lingxi had something to hide, and Song Lingxi understood that Xie Qiao had noticed something.

Now Zong Fei told him that Uncle Zong wanted to break up with Song Lingxi. Xie Qiao sneered. Song Lingxi's illness and their life of being dependent on others started from the moment Uncle Zong appeared. If Uncle Zong took the initiative to break up and everything could return to normal, that would be... great.

His mother, Song Lingxi, is an independent and proud woman, but she has to be a caged bird dependent on the powerful. Isn't it ridiculous?

Xie Qiao suddenly calmed down. If he left Uncle Zong, his mother's health would start to deteriorate again...

After a long silence, he picked up his phone and replied to Zong Fei's WeChat: "Okay, tell me your plan."

…

Zong Fei's plan was to wait and see what happened. After half a month, Secretary Qian returned from his business trip.

As soon as Secretary Qian came back, he handed over the information he had found to Zong Xuecheng. All the information from the time Song Lingxi was born to the time he left home was there, but because of the long time, there was still too little valid information on the paper records.

Secretary Qian went to ask Song Lingxi's neighbors and teachers about the situation. The neighbors didn't say anything wrong. According to Song Lingxi's high school teacher, Song Lingxi went to study at a famous foreign university at that time.

The school originally wanted to publicize the news, but at that time Song Lingxi's family situation was almost known to everyone. Song Lingxi had finally been admitted to a good university and was able to escape from her terrible family background. The teachers and school leaders did not have the heart to ruin the story, so as long as her family did not come to the school to check, the school tacitly agreed not to publicize the news or leak it.

This is very different from the academic information of Song Lingxi that was found before.

"And..." Secretary Qian looked at Zong Xuecheng's face and carefully pushed another document to Zong Xuecheng, "Boss, I found out that Miss Song has real estate in various parts of the world. Before these real estate were registered to Miss Song, they belonged to a person named Xie Xuexue."

The information also shows that Xie Xuexue also studied abroad. Coincidentally, the city where he studied is exactly the city where Miss Song attended university. In fact, it can no longer be described as "coincidental", it is an obvious fact.

Zong Xuecheng's expression suddenly changed, his eyes were filled with horror, and he asked word by word, "What was that person's name?"

"Xie Tuoxue..." Secretary Qian was sweating profusely.

When he was looking up Miss Song, he found Xie Xue, and then he continued to look for more people. He would not have known until he found out that this gentleman, whose name contained the character "Xue" like his boss, was not an unknown person. He was once the head of the famous Baiwei Group.

This genius head of the family led the Baiwei Group all the way back to China from abroad. Every investment he participated in made huge profits, whether in the short or long term. His investment vision was so accurate that he could turn stones into gold. The assets of the Baiwei Group expanded dozens of times in just a few years.

The capital accumulated by this kind of old family business from generation to generation is an astronomical figure in itself. It is terrifying to expand the capital dozens of times in just a few years.

At that time, Mr. Xie and the boss were known as "Nanzhu and Beicheng, two snowy days". One was in the south and the other in the north. It could be said that they were kings not meeting each other.

Why do we say “曾”?

Because this Xie Xue had passed away more than ten years ago. It was said that she had a family hereditary disease and was diagnosed from birth that she would not live past the age of thirty. In the end, she only lived to the age of twenty-four.

It really proves the saying that God is jealous of talented people.

Secretary Qian felt sorry in his heart, but he dared not breathe, for fear that the boss's anger would be directed at him.

Xie Tuxue's surname is Xie, and Xie Qiao's surname is also Xie. Anyone who doesn't understand the relationship between the two is a fool.

Xie Qiao's biological father is most likely Xie Tuoxue.

At a certain moment, Secretary Qian was filled with admiration for Miss Song. "Southern Palace and Northern City, two snowy days", both kings were won over by her and fell at her feet.

Zong Xuecheng sneered and said grimly, "It seems that I know nothing about the person next to me."

After taking a final look at the documents on the table, Zong Xuecheng suddenly stood up and walked out of the president's office with his long legs.

Secretary Qian quickly followed, pretending he didn't exist the whole time.

I drove all the way to Song Lingxi's apartment, but when I opened the door, I found no one was home.

Zong Xuecheng did not leave immediately. He looked around the entire apartment. It was not small. For ordinary people, it would be impossible to buy a house in this place where every inch of land is worth a lot of money even if they struggled all their lives.

But compared with the real estate properties around the world owned by Song Lingxi in the data, this house is really nothing.

Zong Xuecheng entered Song Lingxi's dressing room again. There were jewelry, haute couture items of the season, brand-name bags... everything. The jewelry that cost millions at auction was just casually placed on the dressing table. He had never seen Song Lingxi wear them before.

No wonder.

Zong Xuecheng's eyes grew colder as he pushed the door open and walked out.

Secretary Qian had been waiting at the door. When he saw the boss come out of the room, his face turned even darker and he couldn't help but let out a "hiss".

It’s over, it’s over. The boss was really angry this time. He quietly took out his cell phone to call Miss Song, but was noticed by Zong Xuecheng.

Then the boss gave me a look that froze me in place.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Express delivery!" someone shouted outside.

Secretary Qian seemed to be thawed. He immediately turned around, opened the door and received the express delivery.

"Boss, the mailing address is Mr. Zheng's resort. It might be a postcard sent by Mr. Zheng." Secretary Qian touched the mail. It was not very thick and contained something like a photo postcard.

Zong Xuecheng's handsome face showed no emotion. He didn't even glance at Secretary Qian and just walked away.

Secretary Qian shrugged awkwardly and put the mail on the entrance cabinet.

"etc--"

Zong Xuecheng, who was about to walk out the door, suddenly stopped for some reason, stared at the mail on the entrance and said, "Give it to me."

Secretary Qian was puzzled and delivered the email to Zong Xuecheng without knowing the reason.

Zong Xuecheng took the letter and paused for a moment, then tore it open and took out the contents.

Sure enough, just as Secretary Qian guessed, it was a photo.

It should be a photo of the boss and Miss Song taken at the resort? Secretary Qian muttered to himself, the boss should be in a better mood this time, right?

But when he looked up, Secretary Qian was horrified to find that his boss's expression was almost furious, with a dark cloud pressing down on the city, gloomy, destructive, stubborn, and veins bulging.

Secretary Qian was so frightened that his thoughts froze.

What's going on! ?

Secretary Qian had sharp eyes and saw a line of words on the back of the photo through the gap between the photos that his boss was holding tightly - This is a port.

Secretary Qian's heart skipped a beat, for no other reason than this poem was too famous.

Zong Xuecheng had sharp eyes. The moment Secretary Qian's eyes moved, he followed his gaze and flipped through the photo, and then he also saw the poem that Secretary Qian saw.

"good."

Zong Xuecheng's hands almost crushed the photo.

The word "good" was pronounced as lightly as possible, almost inaudible, but it sounded like it was spoken from teeth.