"This is the key to the safe deposit area of the Bank of s." Qi Zhanxing asked the male servant to call Tang Chi, "send Guo back."

Old Guo, who was walking around Yaobian Tianmu Zhan with his hands, glared with dissatisfaction: "cross the river and tear down the bridge? Can I go later? Let's discuss Tianmu Zhan again?"

Qi Zhanxing motioned Qiao Zhiyu with his eyes.

Qiao Zhiyu understood: "old Guo, after that, I'll take Tianmu Zhan to the national agency for identification. Can I contact you in advance?"

Obviously, for her, such priceless treasure as Yao Bian Tianmu Zhan is incomparable with the vault key left by her mother.

Old Guo also knows that this may involve Qiao Zhiyu's family background, so he can only sigh and leave with Tang Chi.

"Come with me."

Qi Zhan takes Qiao Zhiyu into the master bedroom and hits the safe open at the bottom of the wardrobe in front of her. Qiao Zhiyu quickly doesn't turn his head and doesn't dare to see more.

Qi Zhanxing glimpsed her reaction and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Look at this."

What the man held in his hand was a metal box the size of a palm. The box had been opened and a silver key lay inside.

The shape of the key is very similar to the one they found in the wooden box, with only a slight difference in the decoration of the tail.

Qiao Zhiyu was stunned: "this is..."

"The Qi family has an heirloom that has only been passed on to their eldest son from generation to generation. The previous generation passed it on to my uncle Qi Pingjiang. For safety reasons, he saved it in state S. when I was 20, my uncle handed over the key to the safe to me." Qi Zhanxing said a long sentence, but his tone was slow and the waves were not happy, "I tell you this to let you know that the things that will be specially stored in state s are either priceless or top secret documents."

Between the two, Qi Zhanxing prefers the latter.

Qiao Youyi can even bury the national treasure level Obsidian Tianmu lamp in the ground. It can be seen from her behavior. She is obviously not a person who will cherish finance.

"..." Qiao Zhiyu understood Qi Zhanxing's meaning and unconsciously clenched his hand holding the key, "I can't guess what's in it, but I want to have a look."

Intuition told her that she had to go to s country.

Qi Zhanxing was not surprised by her decision.

"You should know that this is not a good time."

Qiao Zhiyu pursed his lips.

Of course, she knows that there is a hidden crisis within Qiao. The matter of he Wenfeng's removal of funds changes rapidly. If he is careless, Qiao will be pulled into an empty shell.

She is only a few months away from the age of 24. He Wenfeng will do it before that, and she must stay in China and keep an eye on it all the time.

Qiao Zhiyu's mobile phone suddenly shook. The private detective sent two audio messages to her mailbox, followed by a telephone number.

Thinking of the things given to the detective before, Qiao Zhiyu can only press the urgent button to fly to the s country immediately. She always has to eat every meal. Only by solving her worries can she go abroad at ease.

"Mr. Qi, I have something to deal with here. Will you rest first?"

Qi Zhanxing looked at the time: "give you two hours."

He pointed to the king bed in the master bedroom.

"I'll see you here in two hours."

Qiao Zhiyu's breath stagnated, his cheeks turned red, nodded his head and ran away.

As Qiao Zhiyu expected, the audio content was secretly recorded by the little nurse named song Jiarong. As soon as it was opened, he Xinya shouted hysterically.

"Mom, why hasn't brother Yi Chen come to see me? I've been hurt like this. He hasn't come to see me once. How can he be so heartless?"

Qiao Zhiyu raised his eyebrow slightly.

It's a surprise that Bai Yinqiu was recorded.

Sure enough, then Bai Yinqiu's voice came out.

"Xiaoya, don't you understand? Zhao Yichen only wants to marry Qiao's successor. It makes no difference to him whether it's you or Qiao Zhiyu. Now that we're down, of course he won't risk damaging his reputation to see you." Bai Yinqiu's gentle voice gradually brought resentment, "so we must win! We must take everything from the Qiao family, In this way, you will be Qiao's eldest lady and Zhao Yichen will be yours. Do you understand? "

"It's impossible! How could I be like Joe Zhiyu's fool?! mom, when can the scar on my stomach recover? I want Joe Zhiyu to never turn over!"

"Soon, soon, just a few days."

The smile on Qiao Zhi's lips became more and more obvious.

Sure enough, people will drop their guard as long as they are in their own territory. Otherwise, with Bai Yinqiu's caution, how could song Jiarong record such a deadly dialogue?

She leaned back on the sofa with a relaxed look and clicked on the second one.

He Xinya's howl was still used as the opening, but this time, her mood was obviously more out of control.

"What do you mean? My face can't recover? You quack! I don't care! You must cure my face after you receive the money, or I will never let you go! Waste! Quack! Rubbish!!!"

'enough! Don't you feel ashamed? Look what you look like now. "

The familiar male voice made Qiao Zhiyu sit up straight.

He Wenfeng?

He Wenfeng was recorded in this recording?

She picked up her cell phone and began to check the recording time. Fortunately, the other party sent the original file, and the audio name was made up of date and time.

... recorded at four this afternoon.

In other words, after he Wenfeng left the company, he went directly to Heng'an hospital to visit he Xinya?

Qiao Zhiyu took two deep breaths, calmed his mood, and pressed to continue playing.

'Dad! How can you say that about me? Dad, can you give me some money? I'm going to h country for cosmetic surgery! " He Xinya is like a madman. "Yes, as long as I have my face fixed, I can not only recover, but also be more beautiful than before. Brother Yichen will also treat me better. Dad! If you prepare money for me, I'll go to country h right away! "

——Pop.

Listening to the sound, he Wenfeng slapped he Xinya in the face.

"Money? Where did you get the money? Qiao Zhiyu almost drove me away from the company! "

'she? How dare she? What can she do for a fool? "

He Wenfeng was obviously angry.

"Do you still have the face to say? If you and your mother didn't have to give Joe Zhiyu medicine at the reception and drive that bitch crazy, how could she do this to me? I'm her own father! "

"How can you blame me and my mother? Didn't you acquiesce in giving her medicine? If you hadn't spoken, how could Qiao Zhiyu have been so honest to attend the reception! "

The recording stopped abruptly here, but for Qiao Zhiyu, the information revealed is enough.

She picked up her cell phone and transferred 500000 to the private detective.

Song Jiarong's two recordings are really sincere and worth 500000.

It's just

She gave her the money. Whether she had a chance to spend it is another matter.

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