The fake daughter was not exposed today

Chapter 316 Confirm the Answer

"Let's go." Pu Qiubai pulled the person, passed the sports car, and left on foot.

A guess flashed through his mind, like a small firework that was suddenly ignited and exploded suddenly, but it also alerted him.

He shouldn't have dragged the people he cared about into this accident.

Jing Bailu stared at the brother and sister's backs as they got farther and farther away. After waiting for a while, they stopped by the side of the road.

She stared at their backs with some anticipation, but didn't wait for them to look back.

The scenery here doesn't seem to be very good. The conspicuous high-rise buildings block out the most iconic building in Yancheng. The sky is covered with dark clouds and the morning sun is not visible.

She drove away bored.

Be it Jing Dongzhi, Pu Qiubai, or that stinky-faced kid Shan Zhe, they all protected her like a treasure and would not let her come into any danger.

Such protection made her feel as if she was blocked at the next step. If they didn't give way, she wouldn't be able to go up at all.

On the second Monday after Jing Dongzhi disappeared, she saw a child holding an umbrella at the funeral of Jing's great-uncle. The child had an unfamiliar face but was pretty.

Compared with the children of the same age in the family who were still acting like middle school students, he looked much more melancholy. He squeezed into the crowd to take a look at the tombstone and then left.

She seemed to feel that the back figure looked familiar and followed him.

"Kid, you're not here to pay respect to my uncle, are you?"

She stopped the child and quickly remembered who it was.

One time, her brother went out without telling her, apparently just to have dinner with this little brat. The child sat opposite her brother, eating pudding while guiding him on how to do his homework.

Just as she was about to get closer, the little ghost pointed in her direction and then ran away.

She wasn't even allowed to touch the red scarf.

"Is it my brother..."

A moment of surprise flashed across that face, and then he walked around her and was about to leave.

"You know where my brother has been and what he has been doing, right?"

"So, I'm going to involve you in this?" He stared into her eyes. "If you have nothing to do, you can go to the East China Sea and pick up plastic bottles."

"Kid, who taught you to talk like that?" She chased after him, "Where are you going?"

"You're my mother? Do I need to report this to you so clearly?"

You stupid kid, your tongue has barbs and you speak so sharply.

If she didn't catch him and ask him clearly today, she would write his name upside down.

She chased after him and suddenly pulled the scarf around his neck, "Is my brother's disappearance related to you?"

The venomous little devil fell silent.

It seems that her guess was correct...

"Tell me the truth, what were you doing with my brother before?"

The child stared at her, then squatted down and made a weak whimpering sound.

He was wearing a neutral camel-colored coat and an English hat, and was curled up in a ball, making it difficult for outsiders to identify him by his appearance.

From a distance, it looked like she was bullying a child.

"you--"

Jing Bailu never thought that he could resort to this trick of blaming others even though he couldn't run away, but on second thought, she grabbed the child's collar.

"Don't cry, I'll take you out to play." She smiled like a kind and friendly elder sister next door.

This time the kid didn't resist.

After all, she was holding the scruff of his neck, so if he wanted to breathe he had to obey.

"Isn't this a good way to talk? Tell me, why?"

Shanzhe straightened his collar, which had been ripped into a mess by her, and asked, "Do you think you have the ability to interfere in my affairs?"

Jing Dongzhi disappeared before his eyes, how could he possibly involve his sister?

"I don't have the ability, but I can learn, right?" She stared at Shan Zhe's eyes, which were completely different from those of his peers.

At least, her guess was right, Shan Zhe was definitely not an ordinary kid.

First find a reason to stay with him, and then slowly get involved in his affairs. After a long time, she will know what the situation is.

"It depends on your performance." Shanzhe put one hand in his pocket.

He planned to coax the person first, and then keep the subsequent events secret for as long as possible.

As for the "Ark Project"... he held the small white cube in his pocket.

He couldn't kill Jing Dongzhi and then sacrifice his sister as well.

"Right, now we..."

"Go to the street ahead and eat Camelot pudding tarts."

Jing Bailu sat by the sea, holding a box of dessert and feeling the sea breeze. She felt her mind become much clearer.

At that time, Dan Zhe probably didn't want to see her, but if she hadn't followed him stubbornly, the relationship between her and him would have been at most that of a brother's friend.

Afterwards, although Shan Zhe clearly didn't want her to get involved in anything related to the "Ark Project", he still told her what he should have told her.

Pu Qiubai should have the same idea now. He doesn't want her to get close to him, and he is also afraid that she will get involved and get hurt.

But for many things, you are not qualified to understand them unless you go deep into the situation.

She didn't want to give up the little bit of care she had for Pu Qiubai.

"Come to think of it, Brother Xiaobai, how did you two meet?" Jiang Fu sat in the car, still feeling that Jing Bailu would not give up easily.

At least, she wanted to find out what Pu Qiubai's attitude towards Jing Bailu was.

"It's nothing special, just an ordinary rich man's home." Pu Qiubai sighed.

He occasionally receives orders from the upper class to help people with feng shui and give advice on home furnishings.

That day he finished his employer's business, gave instructions, and when he went out he happened to meet a somewhat nervous employee.

"Are you Mr. Qian's secretary?"

"I'm just here to help Mr. Qian with his Feng Shui. He's still taking a bath. If you want to see him, you can wait a moment." He politely reminded.

Mr. Qian has a habit of not liking to be disturbed when taking a bath, so if there are guests coming to discuss business, he will ask them to wait first.

The woman was a little surprised, "Mystic?"

Compared with the mystic in the movie, Pu Qiubai's dress is much simpler. He doesn't have the iconic Taoist robe, and he doesn't even have the traditional Chinese style buttons.

Wearing an ordinary sports shirt and casual cloth shoes, he looks like he is here for morning exercise.

"Ah."

"Then can you help me see if my negotiation today will be successful?"

Pu Qiubai thought of Mr. Qian's cheerful mood and encouraged him casually, "Where there is a will, there is a way."

It doesn't cost any money to encourage someone.

"Then I'll give you some good wishes." She smiled.

As he spoke, he continued to look at the materials he had brought with him, silently making a draft in his mind, planning the content of the discussion later.

The young employee was very serious and didn't notice the look Pu Qiubai gave her at all.

Frankly speaking, Pu Qiubai still admires this style of doing things. Many people get a good result and often stop moving forward. People like her who continue to work hard will succeed in everything they do.

Moreover, this female clerk really fits his aesthetic taste.

He just took a few more glances; there was nothing unusual about it.

It was several months later that the two met again.