975: C975 You Love His Money

C975 You Love His Money

Then she took a step back.

Qiao Nancheng held her wrist tightly. His eyes were dark. "Are you going to find him?"

Tang Qingge turned around with a cold expression. "Yes, why?"

Qiao Nancheng wanted to ask clearly, "What do you love about him? Do you love his money?"

"None of your business."

Qiao Nancheng's eyes were filled with anger as he held her hand tightly. "If you love his money, then let me tell you, he will soon lose everything!"

Tang Qingge's expression froze. "What do you mean?"

Qiao Nancheng wanted to say something, but he thought of something. He just stared at her. "I am just advising you to think about it. When you come back, I will love you for the rest of your life. But if you continue to be with him, I guarantee that he will lose everything!"

Tang Qingge sneered.

"So someone is daydreaming."

"Qiao Nancheng, I advise you to go to the Psychiatry Department to take a look when you have time. Delusion is a kind of illness that needs to be treated!"

In front of the big boss, Qiao Nancheng was far from enough. What confidence did he have to say such bold words and say that he wanted to make him lose everything?

Qiao Nancheng pursed his lips and smiled.

He muttered in a low voice.

"You think I'm delusional?"

"The person who used to only have eyes for me, I'll find her again, and then you'll come back to me. Whether you like money or anything else, I'll keep you by my side."

The stubbornness in Qiao Nancheng's eyes spread like black fog, making Tang Qingge take a step back.

The winter rain was very cold, but the look in his eyes made her involuntarily afraid.

She couldn't help but scold in a low voice, "Madman! Who wants to return to your side!"

Was Qiao Nancheng crazy?

In the past, he could not avoid her in time, but now he wanted to tie her tightly to his side? He should really go to the hospital to see if he was sick!

With that, Tang Qingge turned around and left, not wanting to stay one more minute with the madman.

She stared at Tang Qingge's back.

Qiao Nancheng narrowed his eyes.

After a while, he made a call.

A cracked voice came from the other end of the phone, "What is it?"

Qiao Nancheng's voice was low and cold. A cold light flashed across his eyes. He said word by word, "I want to know whether Bo Qichen is from the The Bos or not."

"I promise to help you. I will do my best to help you if you want me to. But if you don't completely destroy him, you will never be able to get what you want. Of course, I also have my own selfish motives. I want to be... the heir to the Bo family. "

"Heh..."

The other party laughed lightly, as if laughing at his ambition. So it turned out to be so big.

After a long time.1

"No."

Qiao Nancheng held his phone tightly and looked at Leng Yu. His heart was beating wildly. He didn't doubt the mysterious man's words at all. He suspected that it was a seed. With him, he was almost certain.

It really wasn't.

When did that mistake happen? Was it when he was eight years old?

"Then why can't the DNA test detect him?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Pausing, he asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Great-Grandfather is seriously ill. This is my opportunity." Qiao Nancheng's heart was cold to the extreme now. Since young, he was clearly that clever child. However, everyone's eyes were on that person. He clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were strange and ruthless. "He has lived for so long. It's time for him to go underground to atone for his crimes."

"I need you to help me, and I'm also helping you."

This was a win-win tactic.

As long as this mysterious person helped him, he would have a way.

The other party was silent.

After a while.

"Alright."

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