No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Chapter 395: Mr. Zhou's Intentions
She couldn't understand why Shao Rongqian suddenly ignored her and allowed her to go abroad with Zhou Zhao.

Mr. Shao’s heart is like a needle in the sea.

She was not afraid of anything else, but she was afraid of exposing the fact that she was sick.

Human life is at stake, who dares to treat it as a joke?

"When things go wrong, there must be a monster."

As Mr. Zhou spoke, he opened the car window and enjoyed the fresh air.

He has arranged for people here to pick her up, and her great-grandmother's grave has also been found.

Her grandmother's family was Chinese immigrants. She was the only daughter in the family. Since she married Mr. Shen, her family moved to the Shen family. But for some reason, after her grandmother's parents died, they did not return to their home country for burial, but returned to Denmark.

"What do you mean?" Miss Qiao asked casually.

She was still thinking about Mr. Shao, feeling upset and confused.

"Do you believe in witchcraft?" Master Zhou asked again.

Obviously, he already had a suspicion.

Miss Qiao Er then withdrew her thoughts and looked at her with a frown: "What do you mean?"

"That's what you think. Otherwise, why would a healthy person suddenly go crazy?" Zhou Zhao said again.

Miss Qiao also wanted to know how a good person could suddenly go crazy.

"I know Mr. Meng's abilities, but I've never heard him mention witchcraft," said Miss Qiao.

Mr. Zhou shrugged and seemed to want to say something, but the words circled around in his mouth and he swallowed them back.

He discovered something. After reviewing the situation with Miss Qiao Er these days, he found the key to the problem.

Whether it was Miss Qiao's grandmother, her mother, or herself, they all developed the disease after they became pregnant. Therefore, pregnancy was a key factor.

He didn't tell Miss Qiao Er this because he had selfish motives. He was afraid that if the 'curse' was really broken, she would go back to Mr. Shao.

Whether from a personal perspective or a political standpoint, he must keep Miss Qiao firmly in his hands.

He couldn't say these words.

"I'm just guessing. Maybe I watch too much TV." Mr. Zhou laughed it off and didn't want to talk about it anymore.

Someone had picked her up at the hotel in advance, and after resting for a night, she went to her great-grandmother's grave early the next morning.

It is a small cemetery with local people guarding the graves. They paid some money to let them in.

In the innermost corner was the grave of her great-grandparents. It was no different from others, with white tombstones and the photos on them had long since become blurred. The only difference was that the grave was cleaned very cleanly and there were fresh bouquets of flowers.

I think it was Mr. Shen who arranged someone to take care of it.

Miss Qiao Er didn't have much hope and was lost in thought as she stared at the photo on the tombstone. Only Mr. Zhou was observing her carefully from head to toe.

He found that the grass around the cemetery was different from that of other people's graves. The grass around the graves of Miss Qiao's great-grandparents was dead in a circle. Perhaps because of the long time, the places where the grass had died had been replaced by sparse gravel.

There is no grass growing around the cemetery, which is absolutely abnormal.

However, Mr. Zhou still did not tell Miss Qiao about these discoveries.

"Nothing was found. It's been too long and it's not easy to open the coffin for an autopsy." Master Zhou straightened up and pretended that he had found nothing.

Miss Qiao glared at him and said, "You are the only one who had to come here so eagerly."

"You haven't discovered it yet, but there are still gravekeepers!" Master Zhou took her hand and walked towards the entrance of the cemetery.