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Chapter 1022 Qian Shixue's Secret

Chapter 1022 Qian Shixue's Secret
Qian family.

After his mother passed away, he once persuaded his father to find another woman, as long as he could take care of his daily life. Qian Shixue directly refused, saying that he had tasted women in the first half of his life, and wanted to be more chic in the second half of his life.

Qian Hao didn't insist either, he was just polite. When his mother was alive, Qian Shixue didn't love her much. It can be said that his mother passed away with deep regret.

Most of the time every year, Qian Shixue was abroad, saying it was a vacation, but one year he went to a small island to visit him without telling him, but he did not see him. The neighbor insisted that he had never seen a Chinese living in the Here, I suspect that he is a liar, and I want to call the police to arrest him.

"Ah Hao? Why are you at home? Are you feeling unwell?"

Qian Shixue came down from upstairs, he lived alone in this old house, Qian Hao rarely came here, and the nanny didn't inform him, which made Qian Shixue very dissatisfied.

"Dad, when did you come back from abroad?"

He was sick and hospitalized, and Qian Shixue went there twice, the first time was after the operation, and the second time was the day before he was discharged from the hospital.

"Oh, I didn't go out at all."

Qian Hao was surprised from ear to ear, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's nothing. A friend has some difficulties in business. I'll stay and help him deal with it."

"Oh, I didn't even know you were still in the capital."

Qian Shixue took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and asked Qian Hao if he wanted some too.

"No thanks, I don't want to drink."

"You came to see me?"

He poured himself a glass of red wine, Qian Shixue swung the glass and sniffed it under his nose.

"I went home to find a book, and the nanny said you were sleeping upstairs, so I didn't dare to disturb you."

"Book? What book? Do you have anything left here?"

"Yes."

Qian Shixue waved his hand, "Okay, you can go find it."

Qian Hao glanced at the red wine in his hand, frowned and asked, "Dad, did the doctor say that your body can drink now?"

"Well, a little red wine is fine." Qian Shixue replied coldly, as if he didn't like being disturbed by his son.

Qian Hao went upstairs and entered the room he used to live in.

The furnishings in the room have not changed at all, the aunt cleans it every day, and it is spotless. He randomly picked a book from the bookshelf and went downstairs quickly.

"Dad, I'm going back to the hotel. Shall we have lunch together?"

"No, I made an appointment with a friend to go fishing in a pond in the suburbs. You can eat by yourself."

After leaving home, Qian Hao parked the car in a hidden place, and after a while, he saw his father's car driving out of the community.

He followed far behind, followed three traffic lights, and at the corner he collided with a motorcycle that appeared suddenly, without any mental preparation, his head hit the glass window heavily, and soon lost consciousness.

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A total of 1 yuan was counted out, and 1000 yuan was put into the schoolbag. Su Jun deposited the remaining 9000 yuan in his passbook.

Su Mingfeng called him and asked him how things were going.

"Dad, I'm still looking for that man. You don't know. Rich people have a lot of houses. I'll check them one by one. Don't worry."

"Xiaojun, I'm in the hospital now, you should come over too, isn't it to say that you will take your grandfather back to his hometown tomorrow?"

Su Jun frowned, "Dad, I'm in the suburbs now, and I can't make it through for the time being. You will be discharged from the hospital by him."

Su Mingfeng had no doubts about him, now he could only trust his son, otherwise what else could he do?
"Your grandfather will stay with me first after he leaves the hospital. Don't forget to pick us up tomorrow morning."

(End of this chapter)

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