The last words lissa shared with Zhuang Haoran clearly indicated the massive and terrifying destructive power of this thing, comparable to starting a war.
Those people want this thing on Zhuang Haoran, and the reason behind it must be this. The other side likely already knows what this thing is.
What could it be?
Everyone present exchanged glances.
So remained silently. Zhong Qiaohui could only guess that not everyone who was silent knew the answer, and those who did know certainly wouldn’t say it.
The only visible action was Wei Changqing whispering to his deputy beside him: "Find soone to check the Treasury Departnt of our country."
Zhong Qiaohui frowned, thinking that the direction the Black Cat Detective suspected might be correct. If it’s Luxembourg’s Duke, perhaps there was so transaction with a country’s Treasury Departnt or Central Bank in the past, that would be a significant bargaining chip.
Surely Duke Philips’ vault wouldn’t just contain gold and US dollars.
About Gu Nuan planning to take her husband to live in the house her mother-in-law left behind.
There didn’t seem to be any reason to oppose.
Yet Zhong Qiaohui felt uneasy, not sothing unjustified or irrational because since that house belongs to Gu Nuan now, if she wants to live there, no one has a reason to object or stop her.
Zhong Qiaohui simply rembered hearing that news before, didn’t they say that Ruan Ruzhen, Gu Nuan’s mother-in-law, unfortunately died in that house when giving birth?
If she ntioned this to Gu Nuan, she’d surely be criticized for being superstitious by her sister.
Truth be told, she wasn’t the only one who thought like this.
This ti, having received considerable care from the Xiao family matriarch, Gu Nuan shared the news with her through Uncle Tang.
Madam Xiao was very happy, knowing only that her grandson returned safely, which was the best news possible. Therefore, she rushed to her son’s room to relay the good news.
Zhao ngjin and Zhao ngqing were also in the room caring for the elder, overhearing the good news and were equally delighted.
Little ngqing almost cheered, breaking away from his usual gentlemanly style, bouncing around the room and shouting: "Uncle’s back, Aunt brought Uncle back, now I can go to the park with them."
Madam Xiao smiled with her eyes and softly scolded, "Alright, alright, everyone out. Your uncle and aunt are tired from the journey; they need to rest and recuperate. I won’t allow you to bother them."
Little Pudding couldn’t calm his excitent and held his sister’s hand, saying, "Let’s help organize Uncle and Aunt’s room."
"Which room?" Madam Xiao inford them, "They’re not staying here, they said they want to return to our old big house. Your uncle managed to reclaim that house."
Gu Nuan surely wouldn’t bluntly tell Madam Xiao that she reclaid the house. She gently said her husband handled the matter favorably, and Madam Xiao naturally assud her grandson had reclaid it, without thinking otherwise.
Upon hearing Madam Xiao’s words, Xiao Jianming, who had been lying on the bed without reaction, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "You said they want to return to Ruzhen’s house to live?"
"Yes." Madam Xiao nodded vigorously, "Yebai has great skill, helped you reclaim that house."
Xiao Jianming sat up, even Little Pudding could see that this grandfather didn’t care who reclaid the house. Xiao Jianming’s focus was solely on who intended to live there.
"Mom." In the presence of the Zhao siblings, perhaps the old crocodile had thought about this, he spoke directly, "I don’t approve of them returning to live in that house."
"Why?" Madam Xiao was surprised, "That house is originally—"
"No, I an, haven’t you forgotten? Ruzhen died in that house while giving birth."
"I know." Madam Xiao said, "That was an accident."
"There’s one more thing I’ve never told you, Mom."
"What is it?"
"Ruzhen’s mother, when she married her father, my father-in-law, she took his surna and both of them ultimately died in that house."
Madam Xiao was unconcerned, saying, "Don’t many people pass away at ho?"
"If you knew, Mom, everyone in the Ruan Family, anyone surnad Ruan ultimately died in that house, whether it was due to accidents or illness."
Madam Xiao slowly raised her eyes, staring motionlessly at her son’s face: "Is that why when you learned she might be pregnant, you drove those two out of the Xiao Family no matter what?"
Indeed, she knew as a matriarch, she knew why her son could be so ruthless in driving his precious son out.
So that house is a haunted house?
Zhao ngjin frowned.
Little Pudding surely didn’t understand anything.
The matriarch already had an idea, saying, "I will go, I’ll persuade them!"
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