??Chapter 125: Chapter 125 Zhou Jin’an, what are you hiding?
Chapter 125: Chapter 125 Zhou Jin’an, what are you hiding?
“Miss Qiao,” the other party knew Qiao En.
But the unfamiliar number concealed her identity.
Qiao En stared at the ssage for a long ti, as if possessed, she thought of that person.
Su Nian.
She imdiately redialed the number, the phone ringing incessantly, but no one answered.
Qiao En’s heartbeat grew louder with each ring, she had a premonition that the woman would answer her call.
“Ring, ring, ring…”
“Ring, ring, ring…”
“Ring, ring, ring…”
On the third attempt, the call suddenly connected.
“Hello, Su Nian, is that you?”
Qiao En clutched her phone, she paced rapidly towards the window, all her nerves taut in this mont.
Outside was pitch-black, so dark she couldn’t see her own hand in front of her face.
But Qiao En stared intently at a certain spot, as if trying to discern the woman hiding in the darkness.
The line was silent, without a sound.
“I know it’s you, let’s et.”
Qiao En said again.
For months, that woman had lurked in the shadows but had perated Qiao En’s life in every possible way.
What did she want?
What relationship did they have?
Qiao En’s mind was full of unanswered questions, she longed for a chance to et with Su Nian.
However, to her disappointnt, the woman never spoke.
The call ended with a “click.”
When Qiao En redialed, she had turned off her phone.
Hopes arisen then shattered, Qiao En could no longer stay calm.
Taking advantage of the night, she arrived at Chu Garden.
“I want to see Director Zhou.”
She pressed the buzzer at the gate, and Sister Rong ca to open the door.
Qiao En, in slippers and pajamas, appeared extrely tense.
“Follow ,” said Sister Rong, leading Qiao En inside with quick steps.
“The young master is in the study; I’ll go and inform him.”
After about five minutes of waiting in the living room, Zhou Jin’an ca out.
He was dressed in a navy-blue pajama set, looking at Qiao En with a surprised gaze.
Her eyes were frantic, as if facing a formidable opponent.
He had never seen her so panicked.
“What’s the matter, Qiao En?”
Zhou Jin’an stood still in front of her.
It was very late, her sudden visit, especially in this state, couldn’t help but make him speculate.
“Mr. Zhou, where is Su Nian?”
Qiao En got straight to the point, she didn’t beat around the bush, and she was certain Zhou Jin’an must know about that woman’s existence.
If she had returned to Rong City, it was impossible that he didn’t know.
Zhou Jin’an’s eyes tightened suddenly.
It seed he was reluctant to hear that na.
“I don’t know,” he said gravely.
“How can you possibly not know? You must know, will you please tell ?”
Qiao En’s emotions surged abnormally.
“Have so red wine,” he suggested.
Zhou Jin’an walked to the liquor cabinet, took out two wine glasses, and poured in quality red wine.
Qiao En was nervous, she needed a bit of alcohol to relax.
He handed the red wine to Qiao En, who took it and tilted her head back, drinking it all in one gulp.
“I have to see her,” Qiao En insisted resolutely.
Only by eting her could Qiao En’s doubts be resolved.
Only by eting her could she confirm whether there was any connection between them.
In this vast world, Qiao En had not a single blood relative, and the appearance of this woman, so similar to her, had ignited her yearning for kinship.
Zhou Jin’an held his wine glass, walking towards the French windows. He swirled the glass, sipping the wine in small mouthfuls.
He heard what Qiao En had said, but he did not respond.
“She’s dead.”
It took a while for Zhou Jin’an to spit out those two words.
But those two words were not what Qiao En wanted to hear.
“No, she isn’t dead, she’s still alive. She’s in Rong City; she even sent
a ssage today.”
As Qiao En spoke, she took out her phone and handed the ssage to Zhou Jin’an.
“I’ve called her, she picked up, but she didn’t say anything.”
Qiao En was agitated, more than she had ever been before.
Yet Zhou Jin’an remained too calm, handing the phone back to Qiao En, “This person can’t be her; this ssage couldn’t have been sent by her.”
He was so certain, so certain that it suddenly sparked anger in Qiao En’s heart.
“Zhou Jin’an, what are you really hiding? Why are you so afraid of
seeing her? I just want to see her once. Why won’t you agree?”
Qiao En was furious.
She didn’t even know why she had suddenly beco so angry.
She lashed out at Zhou Jin’an like a roaring lioness.
Sister Rong peeked her head out from the utility room, startled.
Zhou Jin’an took a deep breath, “I’m not trying to hide anything. She really died, five years ago. So, what you’re talking about doesn’t exist.”
He was lying, he had to be lying.
That was Qiao En’s first reaction.
How could he admit that Su Nian was in Rong City? How could he let her see her own figure?
Qiao En suddenly laughed.
“Mr. Zhou, I won’t trouble you any further.”
Qiao En didn’t want to say another word; she had co in a rush and left in a rush too.
“Sir, could sothing be wrong with Miss Qiao?”
Sister Rong asked cautiously.
Seeing Qiao En like this was indeed not normal.
“There’s nothing wrong, go rest.”
Zhou Jin’an said, he put down his wine glass and went back into his study.
He opened the drawer of his desk and found a small photo inside, a woman in the photo was Su Nian.
At that ti, she was only twenty, with a smile that brought a twinkle to her eyes, innocent and naive.
But after that…
Past events faded like smoke, and Zhou Jin’an didn’t want to rember.
He put the photo back in the far corner and leaned back in his chair, lost in thought for a long ti.
Qiao En left Chu Garden with a fire building up inside her.
He obviously knew everything, yet he just wouldn’t say.
Qiao En hailed a taxi at the corner and set off for the Qiao Family’s ho.
The road was empty, few pedestrians around, the car travelled unhindered on the asphalt road.
Suddenly, a motorbike ca flying out of nowhere.
The taxi driver slamd on the brakes urgently, the tires screeching violently against the road.
Qiao En was in the back seat, not wearing a seatbelt.
The sudden stop sent her lurching forward due to the inertia, her forehead banging hard against the back of the seat.
At the crucial mont, she reached out to protect her belly.
There was a dull “bang”; the pain made her see stars.
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?”
The taxi driver wound down the window to curse at the motorcyclist.
The motorbike didn’t leave; its engine was running with a buzzing sound.
The nights in Rong City often had bikers racing; Qiao En had encountered this several tis before.
So, she didn’t take it too seriously.
Not until the motorbike started circling the taxi did Qiao En sense sothing was wrong.
She looked out the window and saw a woman riding the motorbike.
She was wearing a helt, her figure wrapped in black biker gear.
The woman was extrely arrogant. After circling the taxi a few tis, she stopped ahead.
Then, she flipped up her visor and gave Qiao En a thumbs-down.
Su Nian!
The person was Su Nian!
Qiao En recognized her imdiately.
“Su Nian!”
Qiao En stuck her head out of the car window and yelled at the motorbike.
The woman glanced at Qiao En, slowly flipped her visor down, revved the engine, and sped off.
Seeing the woman about to disappear, Qiao En imdiately shouted to the taxi driver, “Driver, follow her, please catch up to that motorbike.”
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