42: C42 Tattoo

C42 Tattoo

Hearing Lee Wei's words, Zhao Jun frowned deeply as a sinister light flashed across his eyes. He then asked, "Who is this person? Where did Su Qing find him?"1

"How would I know? If it wasn't for this person, I'd probably already be in the sky with Su Qing." Lee Wei said dejectedly.

Zhao Jun rolled his eyes and then said with a smile, "Lee Wei, we are from the same circle and can be considered good friends. Zhao Jun rolled his eyes and then smiled," Lee Wei, we are from the same circle and can be considered good friends.

"Yeah, I got someone to teach him a lesson. In the end, this guy got lucky. He ran into a squad of criminal police on the way, so I caught them all." Lee Wei said.

"Lee Wei, actually, I have to say, you got someone to teach him a lesson. You might be satisfied, but with Su Qing's intelligence, she will naturally know that it was you who did it. When that time comes, it will be even harder for you to woo Su Qing." Zhao Jun said.

"That's true. Then what should I do?" Lee Wei asked.

"I have a good idea. Not only can you avenge you, you can even get Su Qing. Zhao Jun squinted his eyes and said.

"What method?" Lee Wei was suddenly interested. Zhao Jun raised his hand and Lee Wei walked over. Zhao Jun whispered his plan into Lee Wei's ear and Lee Wei's eyes lit up.

"Haha, Master Jun is still the best. That stinking woman, Su Qing, put on airs at me. I want you to know how good I, Lee Wei, am." Lee Wei laughed.

In the following days, Yang Tao treated Subei Mountain as well as Ye Qianqian.

On this day, Yang Tao checked the pulse of the Subei Mountain in the ward of Subei Mountain and found that the condition of the Subei Mountain was much better. The poison in his body had also been cleared quite a bit.

"How is my dad?" Every time Yang Tao came to check her pulse, Su Qing would ask nervously.

"Your dad's condition is much better now. I believe he'll wake up soon. Have you found the person who poisoned him yet?" Yang Tao asked.

"Not yet." Su Qing shook her head and said, "Ever since I took over the company, my dad rarely manages the company and rarely goes out to socialize. He's basically staying at home and has very little contact with people outside. I really can't think of anyone who would have the opportunity to poison him."

"Could it have been done by someone close to him?" Yang Tao said after thinking for a while.

"That won't happen. The people around us have all decided to be at ease. There is no possibility of them committing crimes." Su Qing shook her head and said.

"So it's like that." Since Su Qing had already said so, Yang Tao couldn't say anything.

"Oh yeah, why haven't I seen your mom take care of your dad for so long?" Yang Tao asked again.

"My mother is dead." Su Qing said.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't know …" Yang Tao quickly said.

"It doesn't matter, it's not a secret."

"Then your relationship with your dad should be pretty good, right?" Through these few days, Yang Tao discovered that Su Qing was very concerned about Subei Mountain, their father-daughter relationship must be very good.

"On the contrary, my relationship with my father has never been very good." Su Qing said.

"Ah, not good?" This was something that Yang Tao did not expect.

Seemingly because there were not many people talking, when Yang Tao asked this question today, Su Qing obviously talked a lot more, "My mom passed away early, my dad was busy with business all the time, and when my mom passed away, he was still socializing outside, he never cared about me, and for business matters, he was among all sorts of women, I hate him, I feel like he never cared about my feelings."

"You might not believe me, but I was rebellious for a period of time. Back then, I was not good at studying, and always liked causing trouble at school. Even my dad couldn't control me, and I still have a tattoo on me." Su Qing couldn't help but laugh as she recalled the past.

"Butterfly." The first time he looked at Su Qing, he saw a butterfly tattoo on her body. He thought it was a tattoo sticker but didn't expect it to be real.

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