Fake daughters are wealthy

Bo Zheng didn't hear clearly, so he frowned and stood beside the hospital bed.

Qiao Nian heard the word clearly, and with a thought, he guessed what the old man was talking about.

Someone beside her walked over faster than her, sat in front of the hospital bed, held the old man's hand, and said in a deep voice, "The luggage is not lost, and the data in the computer is also there."

Master Cheng's whole state was obviously relaxed, and his body was no longer tense. He looked at Ye Fanchuan and Qiao Nian beside the hospital bed with effort, his lips moved.

This time, I could probably tell what he was talking about by the shape of his mouth.

--thanks.

Master Cheng didn't care about his own life or death from the moment he was stabbed suddenly, to when he fell into a semi-consciousness, and now he just woke up.

All he cared about was the computer data in the luggage.

He spent half his life researching these data, and he was afraid that they would fall into the hands of people outside the capital.

Others, even his own life are not as important as the things he guards!

Qiao Nian remembered that he was still thinking about his luggage and data when he was semi-conscious, and his chest felt tight.

He clenched his hands tightly, lowered his eyelids, suppressed the hostility in his eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation."

Nie Qixing and those from the Yinshi family don't always feel that they are superior and different, and they can decide the life and death of others at will.

This time it was changed.

They are going to be decided by others, can these people remain calm?

**

Nie Qingru didn't rest well for two days and two nights.

Every time I close my eyes, I wake up in less than an hour, and the migraine is even more severe.

Seeing that after two days, things have not progressed at all.

Even if it is her, it is inevitable to be irritable and depressed.

"Empress." Shadow went in at this time, saw the person sitting there rubbing his temples, and asked with some concern: "Your old problem has flared up again?"

Nie Qingru raised her hand indifferently, looked at him and asked, "What did the archbishop say? Is it still the same attitude?"

Shadow himself hadn't closed his eyes for two days. Hearing this, he didn't dare to look into her eyes. He half-kneeled in front of her, and buried his head in shame: "I'm useless."

That old fox!

Nie Qingru's migraine got worse.

She didn't have time to get angry, so she brushed her hair and asked, "Where's Mr. Xue?"

"He came to see you several times on the way, and he's still urging you to make a quick decision..." Shadow's voice was dry and difficult.

Even the sound of breathing was infinitely amplified by Nie Qingru, and the corners of her mouth were irritated and indifferent: "Oh, they really can't wait."

Shadow knew he shouldn't say it, but the current situation has reached the point of nowhere.

"Empress, why don't you go and beg her again?"

"..."

Who she is is self-evident.

Nie Qingru's eyelids trembled, and she suddenly stared at the person kneeling in front of her.

Shadow stretched his back into a bow, and continued under the pressure: "This is the only way to save Young Master Qi! Unless she is willing to let go..."

As long as Qiao Nian is willing to let go.

They can still blame the dead Miss Ji Qing.

Qi Shao still has a chance of survival.

Of course, Shadow doesn't think that what he did is right, it's just that people are far and near.He watched Qi Shao grow up, and his feelings were extraordinary.

What's more, Miss Ji Qing has been dead for so long after all.

Fame or something doesn't matter that much to a dead person.

At least not as important as Qi Shao's life.

Shadow begged hoarsely: "You are her grandmother, as long as you are willing to tell her well, she will understand..."