"Besides, my dad should also look for Zuo Ying. My dad won't give up so easily." Jiang Yi said, "I think back now and find that Zuo Mingzhu has already made plans! She has always been in the next game. Chess! She has known my dad for so many years, but she has never brought Zuo Ying to meet anyone in our family."

Qin Anan listened carefully, but was thinking of a way in her mind.

"No one in our family has seen Zuo Ying's face. It is difficult to find her now. Because Zuo Ying is Zuo Mingzhu's adopted daughter, Zuo Ying has never been taken seriously by my father. Now it seems that Zuo Mingzhu's Everything will definitely be handed over to Zuo Ying." Jiang Yi Daigo gave his congratulations.

"My dad thinks he's smart, but he's never been Zuo Mingzhu's opponent."

"Jiang Yi, if your dad finds out Zuo Ying's whereabouts, please let me know in time." Qin Anan hesitated for a moment, then said, "I never thought Zuo Mingzhu would end her life in this way. She didn't respond to anyone at all. Chance."

"Are you panicking? Zuo Mingzhu is dead, and Fu Shiting is also miserable."

"I'll think of a way."

"Good luck."

The car stopped outside the hotel, Qin Anan glanced out the window and hung up.

When Qin Anan pressed the doorbell of Fu Shiting's suite, Fu Shiting was having breakfast.

He has no appetite. He drank too much last night, and now his head is broken and it hurts.

After the doorbell rang, Zhou Ziyi immediately opened the door without thinking about it.

Qin Anan stepped forward.

"Ziyi, you go out first."

"Oh..." Zhou Ziyi glanced at Fu Shiting anxiously, then walked out.

Qin Anan locked the door and walked to Fu Shiting.

She looked down at Fu Shiting condescendingly.

Fu Shiting blushed when he saw it, so he put down the spoon.

"Want to die?" She sat down on the chair opposite him and asked him softly.

"Don't die watching you marry Jiang Yi?" Fu Shiting raised his eyes and looked at her coldly, "I told you that if someone threatens you with me, please tell me as soon as possible. Did you do it?"

Qin Anan was speechless and looked at him silently.

After a while, she asked, "When did you find out?"

"When Jiang Yi sent you a message, I saw the message before you." Fu Shiting picked up the milk cup and took a sip of milk, "I've been waiting for you to confess to me, but you didn't even want to tell me."

"Shi Ting, I..."

"No need to explain. Zuo Mingzhu is dead, and no one can threaten you now." Fu Shiting seemed relieved, "I don't need to rush to die."

Qin Anan felt sad when he heard his words.

"Ziyi said you drank a bottle of wine last night, and I think you really don't want to live." She could smell the wine on his body now, but it could also be from her own body, "I drank yesterday, It's to gather the courage to tell you about me and Jiang Yi."

"Don't mention it again." He didn't want to hear anything related to Jiang Yi.

"Well. Are you full?" she said. "Come home with me!"

"Qin An'an, I don't want to live like a puppet anymore. I can do whatever I want. Don't worry about me anymore." Fu Shiting looked at her gloomily, with a cold tone, "You are not very busy. Do you? Go and do your business."

"What do you mean?" Qin Anan felt as if he was going to make a clean break with him. JrNovels.com