Gu Qiaoqiao fell silent for a moment. At the very least, she knew that the most innocent ones in this family should be the two children.
"Ah, I really canât imagine." Gu Qiaoqiao sighed and glanced at Boss Qian. "Boss Qian, why do you think your son would rather commit suicide than take measures to protect that person?"
The old man didnât speak, but the muscles on his face trembled. Gu Qiaoqiaoâs eyes darkened, yet she couldnât determine whether the old man in front of her knew anything about that person.
After a while, the old man finally spoke, "I didnât come to you to talk about this matter. I just wanted to know if you discovered the secret under the flower shelf yesterday."
Gu Qiaoqiao replied with a hint of mockery, "Boss Qian, you sure know how to joke. Iâm not an immortal with the ability to see through everything and predict the future. If I truly had those powers, I wouldnât have come to your teahouse to ask for that personâs whereabouts. I couldâve figured it out myself."
"Thatâs not what I meant," Boss Qian said, frowning.
"Then what do you mean if not that?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked, puzzled.
"Are you sure you didnât discover it yesterday?"
Boss Qian asked again.
Gu Qiaoqiao looked seriously at Boss Qian, "Boss Qian, I can understand these events that keep happening in your family and how your mood can be a bit off. But donât indulge in wild fantasies; this matter has nothing to do with me."
Gu Qiaoqiao then added, "Like I just said, if I had that ability, I could easily find the person behind your son. Once I find him, I definitely wouldnât spare him."
As Gu Qiaoqiao said this, her eyes flashed with determination.
"Forget it, letâs just say I didnât mention it..." Boss Qian sighed, looking desolate.
Gu Qiaoqiao looked at Boss Qian. "Is this why you sought me out? How did you come up with such an idea?"
"I heard people say that every five hundred years, the Gu Family produces a prodigy who can communicate with the netherworld and know everything from ancient times to the present. If you truly have the power to communicate with the netherworld, I want to ask my daughter-in-law why my useless son killed her..."
Gu Qiaoqiao was somewhat dumbfounded, looking at Boss Qian. "Boss Qian, have you been affected by something, or did you read some ghost story? How did you come up with such an incredible idea?"
Boss Qian rubbed his forehead, "If you truly have such ability, I wonât employ it without compensation. I can exchange it for a secret of your Gu Family. Donât worry, it will be worth it."
A secret of the Gu Family?
Gu Qiaoqiaoâs expression remained unchanged, but her mind raced over whether Boss Qianâs words were true or false.
What secrets could the Gu Family have that the members of the Gu Family themselves donât know?
There might be some, but Gu Qiaoqiao would never exchange her secrets. The consequences would be unimaginable.
Yet a question remained in her heart.
Perhaps, when she returned to the Imperial Capital, her great grandfather might know the answer.
Exchanging secrets with this old man in front of her was simply too dangerous.
Gu Qiaoqiaoâs expression didnât change, "Itâs a pity to disappoint you. Moreover, if you were to go around saying things like this, people would laugh their heads off."
"I know, thatâs why Iâm talking to you in secret," Boss Qian naturally understood this logic.
"Itâs good that you know."
Gu Qiaoqiao replied calmly.
Seeing Gu Qiaoqiaoâs attitude, Boss Qian found it uninteresting and awkwardly said, "I apologize for taking up your time. I should be going..."
Saying this, the old man didnât wait for Gu Qiaoqiao to speak and started walking towards the group waiting for him.
Gu Qiaoqiao watched the old manâs staggering back, wondering whether he truly had any connection with One-Eyed Dragon and that person.
If there was indeed a connection, then Boss Qian was terrifying, perhaps even more so than One-Eyed Dragon. However, Gu Qiaoqiao felt that his emotions seemed genuine just now. It was evident he didnât know that his son, One-Eyed Dragon, had killed his daughter-in-law and buried her in the backyard. He surely resented this son of his.
And what secret was he hoping to exchange with me just now?
Nevertheless, Gu Qiaoqiao wasnât going to make any exchanges with him, no matter what.
Besides, the idea of communicating with the netherworld and knowing everything from ancient times...itâs simply laughable.
She didnât possess such abilities, merely having fingers that could sense some strange energies.
It appears that all living things in this world have their own unique energy.
And her fingers happened to be the source of the energy of all things, allowing her to sense some peculiar things, but that was all.
Although Gu Qiaoqiao was curious about Boss Qianâs so-called secret, she wasnât going to expose herself in front of strangers.
Thinking about what he said, the premise of a prodigious Gu Family member appearing every five hundred years was intriguing and seemed not entirely false. But who spread this rumor?
Gu Qiaoqiao couldnât figure it out.
She quickly walked towards Xiao Wen and the others.
Some things are well-arranged by the heavens, and thereâs always a way when you get to the mountain. When the time is right, the truth will naturally reveal itself.
...
After wrapping up the matters at hand, Gu Qiaoqiao and a group of people, including Xiao Wen, headed towards Shanse Lake in the suburbs.
This time, Boss Xu also escorted them with four security personnel.
It was to ensure their safety.
Gu Qiaoqiao sat in the car, deep in thought. She knew that Jinling City had been the quietest recently.
Breaking a major case this time has also served as a deterrence to criminals, echoing the saying, âDonât reach out, as reaching out gets you caught!â
Still, she appreciated Boss Xuâs goodwill. Moreover, the relationship between Boss Xu and the Gu Family needed some mending. The feud between Fang Liang and Gu Zhixing had nothing to do with others.
After all, there would be frequent interactions in the future, and it would be a hassle if things remained tense.
So this time, Boss Xu was also invited along.
Gu Qiaoqiao hoped in her heart that Xiao Wenâs father could heal Fang Liangâs leg, even if he couldnât return to Jinling City.
In the car, Gu Qiaoqiao rubbed her head troubledly, and Xiao Wen beside her said, "Qiaoqiao, now that weâre out, try not to think about all that stuff. Everything seemed to come crashing down in the past few days, and youâve lost weight. Wait until Ah Ze sees you; who knows how distressed heâll be..."
Gu Qiaoqiao sighed, "Yes, Sister Xiao Wen, these few days felt like a few years had passed; it really echoes that saying."
"Which saying?" Xiao Wen asked, following up on Gu Qiaoqiaoâs words.
"The tree desires calm, but the wind will not cease."
"Even so, what of it? Doesnât it echo the other saying?" Xiao Wen jested in the same tone.
"Which saying?" Gu Qiaoqiao played along with a smile.
At that moment, the atmosphere in the car lightened.