Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 434 A Warm Night, New Year’s Gift (1)
The ward gradually became quiet, as quiet as death.

In the warm room, Qiao Nianzhao shivered fiercely. She saw Qiao Xinhui turn around slowly. Her mother's suffering over the years made her look far older than Su Ningxue's appearance.

Qiao Xinhui didn't seem to see the pity in her daughter's eyes, and went straight to the coffee table in front of the sofa, poured a glass of water and put it on the bed cabinet, sat down and waited quietly for Jin Zhaodong to wake up from the coma.

Qiao Nianzhao only felt that breathing became difficult, but Qiao Xinhui suddenly turned to look at her: "Nianzhao, you are not young, I have said so much, I don't expect you to understand everything, but I hope you can understand a little bit, if you want To get what you want, you must learn a word."

"What word?" Qiao Nianzhao asked impatiently.

Qiao Xinhui looked deeply at her impatient daughter, with a little disappointment in her eyes, but she still opened her lips, and slowly uttered a word: "Forbearance."

Tolerate?Qiao Nianzhao frowned, as if he didn't understand his mother's way of life.

Qiao Xinhui had expected this result earlier, so she smiled again, "You want to be held in the palm of everyone's hands like Jin Ziqi, and you want to go in and out of those high-end clubs and chat with famous ladies and ladies, and you want to wear clothes that are the best in the world." Clothes from well-known designers, these are not something you just say, sometimes, you have to give up, if you want to get these, you must first learn to let go, including your dignity."

Qiao Xinhui calmly tucked up the quilt for Jin Zhaodong, "When all hardships come, all hardships come, and we are talking about our current situation. Don't contradict and offend Jin Ziqi in the future. Mom has already lost one step. If your father completely dislikes you, then our mother A female general will never stand up."

Qiao Nianzhao looked at Qiao Xinhui, who was mostly half body hidden in the shadows, shrank even more, nodded in a daze, and secretly remembered Qiao Xinhui's casual words in his heart.

On this side, Qiao Xinhui's mother and daughter are making full preparations for their entry into the wealthy family.

On the other side, Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan had already returned to Song Zhai.

The two of them were on the path in front of the main building when they heard the sound of a porcelain bowl smashing into the ground from the east building, followed by Song Ranqin's indistinct shout of anger. The next moment, a servant came out picking up the trash.

When the servant saw Song Qiyan and his wife, he immediately greeted them politely: "Young Master, Young Madam!"

Jin Ziqi was attracted by the broken bowl in the dustpan, she seemed to smell the aroma of bird's nest porridge, looked down under the light, and as she expected, there was bird's nest left on the broken porcelain bowl.

Song Qiyan glanced at the brightly lit and bustling east building, and said quietly: "Such a good porridge is wasted, it seems that my eldest sister is living a very comfortable life!"

The servant's figure flickered, and he quickly lowered his head and explained: "Master misunderstood, this was originally cooked for you..." She was suddenly at a loss for words, glanced at Jin Ziqi, and hesitated for a few seconds before finding her tongue: "It was originally cooked for you..." The food for Miss Bai was accidentally seen by the eldest lady, and the eldest lady thought that Miss Bai was a prodigal, so in a fit of anger, Miss Bai..."

After hearing this, Jin Ziqi understood. With Song Ranqin's anxious mood now, seeing Bai Sangsang sitting there comfortably drinking a bowl of expensive bird's nest porridge, it's no wonder that her eyes turned red in a hurry!
Song Qiyan dismissed the servant, and turned to look at Jin Ziqi: "Do you want to go and have a look?"

Judging by his expression, it seems that he is eager to take pleasure in other's misfortune.

Jin Ziqi yawned, gave him a charming sideways glance, and helped his sore lower back, "I don't want my child to be a reckless man who only knows how to move his fist."

Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows, stared at her raised belly and nodded: "That makes sense." Then he walked into the main building with Jin Ziqi's arm around his waist, and isolated the raging scene in the east building in the night.

Back in the bedroom, while Song Qiyan was taking a shower, Jin Ziqi tidied up the cloakroom out of boredom.

The door of the room was knocked lightly and rhythmically, Jin Ziqi went to open the door, and it was Han Minzheng who came, still with the rigorous attitude of carrying out official business, he handed over a thick file bag.

"The young master asked me to find it, please young lady pass it on to him."

Han Minzheng bowed respectfully, then turned and left. Jin Ziqi weighed the heavy document bag in his hand. The opening of the document bag was not sealed properly, revealing several documents inside.

When the word "Qin Yuan" came into her field of vision, Jin Ziqi was startled. Curiosity killed the cat. As she closed the door, she couldn't help but want to know what was inside.

Sitting beside the soft bed, she looked up at the slender figure reflected on the semi-frosted glass in the bathroom, she pursed her lips, thinking that she had accidentally spotted it anyway, and she might as well look at it again.

Jin Ziqi carefully took out the contents of the file bag, which were thickly folded, including documents, photos, printed paper, and cut newspapers...

She pulled out those photos to look at them, and her pupils narrowed slightly with just one glance. They were really photos of Qin Yuan, and her eyes fell on the materials and newspapers beside him, more or less like Qin Yuan. It has something to do with it.

Jin Ziqi couldn't help but frowned, Song Qiyan was actually investigating Qin Yuan!
It's just that she didn't know why he wanted to investigate Qin Yuan, and what was the purpose of doing so?
She lowered her eyes, glanced at those old newspapers, and then settled on a piece of news. On the black and white newspaper, there was a photo of a collapsed mountain, shattered houses, and rescue troops.

Jin Ziqi gasped. The newspaper reported a major earthquake that occurred in the southwest region 31 years ago. Her thoughts turned quickly, and she immediately thought of Qin's mother's words in the ward that day.

Didn’t Song Zhiren’s childhood sweetheart Qin Lianzhu and his illegitimate son die in that earthquake?

Song Qiyan asked Han Minzheng to investigate these things secretly, was he suspicious of the mother-child relationship between Qin Yuan and Qin's mother?
Or does he think that Qin Yuan is very likely to be...

Jin Ziqi hurriedly blocked her chaotic thoughts, the more she thought about it, the more headache she got, she rubbed her temples.

She rearranged those things, and when she was about to put them back into the file bag, she accidentally found a project proposal. She suspected that Han Minzheng had accidentally slipped the thing that should not have appeared in this stack of materials.

Song Zhiren has always attached great importance to Han Minzheng, so Han Minzheng lived in the Song residence after returning from studying abroad. In order to facilitate Song Zhiren's summons on weekdays, Han Minzheng lived on this floor.

Jin Ziqi saw that Song Qiyan would not come out in a while, and he was free, so he took the proposal and returned it to Han Minzheng. Turning the corner, it was his room. Jin Ziqi was about to knock on the door but found that the door was not closed, just a cover-up with.

(End of this chapter)