Rhetoric

Author: Nv Yaoer

Rhetoric

Maha Hotel

Song Jiayi was wary at first, but Zhao Juanxuan cared about her very much and did not ask her for money. This made Song Jiayi more and more wary of him, but she was soon captured by this veteran in love.

But under Zhao Junxuan's tender affection, Song Jiayi, who was being served comfortably, had already fallen into the land of gentleness.

Zhao Junxuan rubbed her shoulders and massaged her. Seeing her squinting her eyes in comfort, a trace of success flashed in her eyes.

"I heard a few days ago that the daughter you recognized before is not your biological child. Is it true or false?" Zhao Junxuan asked curiously.

"Well, no." Song Jiayi narrowed her eyes and said comfortably.

She hasn't felt so relaxed in a long time.

"Oh, it's really not true." Zhao Junxuan looked surprised and immediately asked: "If she is not your biological child, how could you recognize her?"

The person who had been squinting suddenly opened his eyes with shrewd eyes. The person on her back was still rubbing her gently, not noticing anything unusual about her at all.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" Song Jiayi said calmly, still in that lazy tone.

"I just feel a little strange, so I asked casually." Zhao Junxuan said he was gentle and considerate, but in fact he was already impatient in his heart.

Song Jiayi gently replied, "Oh."

Then, there was no more talking.

Zhao Junxuan couldn't help but speak again: "Why? Baby, I care about you too, so just tell me."

"Why are you so concerned about my affairs all of a sudden?"

"I've always cared about you, okay, honey." Zhao Junxuan said in a perfunctory manner, pretending to be sincere.

Song Jiayi said with deep contempt on her lips, "It's nothing, it's just that someone made a mistake in DNA, which led to the current result."

"Oh." Zhao Junxuan thought he had got the answer and stopped dwelling on this topic.

Song Jiayi thought he would ask again, but she was a little surprised when he didn't ask again. She knew best what kind of virtue this man had.

I didn't ask for money today. It seems that the person gave me enough money.

Song Jiayi closed her eyes and enjoyed it again.

The next day, Zhao Junxuan walked out of the Maha Hotel with a sore back. After leaving Song Jiayi, he immediately called Tang Ran.

"Miss Tang, I have found out for you. When will the money be given to me?" Zhao Junxuan asked happily.

"I'll forward it to you now."

"Okay! Since you are so happy, I will tell you directly. The reason is that someone accidentally made a mistake in the DNA."

"Idiot!" Tang Ran said coldly.

"How dare you scold me?!" Zhao Junxuan naturally felt bad after being scolded, "Are you kidding me?"

"It turns out that Song Jiayi has been supporting you all this time because with your brains, if you are sold, you can still count the money for others."

It seemed that he was touched on a painful point, and Zhao Junxuan was furious, "You fucking want to die!"

"Idiot! If it's that simple, do you think it's worth 200,000? Is it worth me using you?" It's tiring to talk to such a brainless person.

After saying this, Zhao Junxuan realized something was wrong. A few minutes later, he cursed angrily, "Damn! I was fooled by that bitch. Don't worry, I will go find her again tomorrow. I got her drunk and said this while drunk

Tell the truth, no one can lie to you!"

Tang Ran was worried about his IQ, "These words are not useful to everyone, don't be fooled. You have already alerted the snake, so there is no need to ask."

"The two hundred thousand..."

"No more."

Seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly away, Zhao Junxuan could not give in and said quickly: "Wait, don't hang up yet! I still have her handle in my hand."

"oh?"

"The two hundred thousand..."

"If what you say is valuable, I can certainly give it to you."

"Do you know her second brother? The one she paid to drive a drunk driver and killed him more than a month ago."

"I already knew this."

"How did you know?" Zhao Junxuan sounded the alarm. Did she know that this matter was related to her?

"Do you think I am you?"

Zhao Junxuan was speechless.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll hang up."

"Don't hang up, and she kept asking me to go to her second brother's house to find a wooden box. I sneaked into that house and searched several times but couldn't find it. Is this news useful?" Zhao Junxuan asked nervously.

He regrets it now. He didn't find out any secrets from her before, otherwise he might have sold it for more money.

"Wooden box?" Tang Ran murmured.

"Hmm, she told me that it was a wooden box, but I had never seen it before and didn't know what it looked like." Zhao Junxuan tried his best to explain, hoping that she would be interested.

"Let's do this. I'll give you one hundred thousand. If there is any other useful information in the future, please inform me as soon as possible. I will pay you according to the value of the information you provide."

Zhao Junxuan was overjoyed. "Okay, there's no problem at all."

"Learn how to use clichés. Don't let others fool you easily. No matter what, you have to wait until she lets down her guard before thinking about how to speak."

Tang Ran was really worried about this idiot, so he patiently gave some pointers.

Zhao Junxuan doesn't dislike this, because it is a way to make money, and the person opposite him is someone who can give him money, so naturally he cannot ignore it.

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Tang Ran felt that Zhao Junxuan's chess piece might be of some use.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Ran murmured to himself, "What is inside the wooden box?"

Since Song Jiayi tried so hard to take it away, there must be a reason.

It seems like I have to go to Song Jiahao's house.

In the alley, rows of old houses stood side by side. Tang Ran climbed up the curved wooden stairs. The walls of the rooms on the second floor were made of wooden boards and were all blackened.

She walked to the dilapidated old house, with four or five rooms in a row, and knocked on one of the doors according to the house number.

As soon as the door opened, the woman in the room suddenly changed her face when she saw the people standing outside, "What are you doing here? Don't you still think our family has been hurt badly enough by you?"

As she said that, the woman picked up the broom by the door and hit Tang Ran. Before the broom fell on her, Tang Ran held her tightly.

"Don't you want to know how your husband died?"

"What do you mean?" The woman's hand on the broom stopped and she looked at her in confusion.

Tang Ran glanced around with the corner of his eyes. "Are you going to let me tell you here?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, put down her hand, and made way for her.

Entering the room, the dark and low room was littered with clutter, and there was a bed. There was a torn pillow on the smelly and dirty blanket, and next to it was a bed with several holes in it.

There was a wooden table with a broken bowl with several chips on it. On the right side of the wooden table was a cabinet with rotten wood.

Faced with such a messy environment, Tang Ran didn't react at all.
Chapter completed!