【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

In late autumn and early winter, the scenery in the courtyard gradually became bleak. The fallen leaves were all over the ground, like a thin yellow blanket covering the bluestone floor. On the branches, the few remaining leaves shivered in the cold wind.

Zhao Xi watched quietly for a while. Jiang Shuliu once told her that it was too monotonous here in winter, and he wanted to transplant a yard of wintersweets for her.

She lowered her eyes and asked the little girl who had just come out.

"Is Qinghe awake?"

The little girl said quickly, "Madam, Miss Qinghe has woken up, but she can't get out of bed yet."

"Got it." Zhao Xi closed his eyes slightly and pushed the door into Qinghe's ward.

When Qinghe came back covered in blood yesterday, the whole mansion was shocked.

When Zhao Xi saw her alone, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

As expected, Qing He only had time to grab Zhao Xi's wrist and squeeze out a sentence: "Someone is ambushing, the young master is missing." Then she fainted.

The person was sent to the hospital and did not wake up until a day and a night later.

"You're here." Qing He, who was lying on the bed, saw that it was Zhao Xi and a smile appeared on her pale face.

"Are you feeling better?" Zhao Xi walked over, sat beside the bed, held her hand and asked.

"Have you found the young master?" Qing He was more concerned about this.

Zhao Xi was silent. She shook her head and said, "No, there were only the bodies of my men."

"They ambushed us on the road we had to take, shot through the gas tank of the car, and then fired indiscriminately..." Qing He recalled what happened at that time, her eyes, which had been calm until then, were filled with anger: "It must have been the Jiang family who did it. They actually resorted to such a despicable trick!"

"So what if they kill the young master? The shares will never return to them!" Qing He's anger pulled at the gunshot wound in her abdomen, causing her to cough uncontrollably.

Zhao Xi quickly comforted her: "Don't be angry, be careful of the wound opening."

Zhao Xi was silent for a while, then continued: "Not necessarily. If they knew Jiang Shuliu's true identity, as the daughter of the Jiang family, unmarried, and dead, the shares would return to Jiang Jingtao."

Qing He widened her eyes, then forced herself to calm down: "It is possible, but they have no evidence. The young master's identity has been hidden for so long that no one knows about it."

Zhao Xi: "But if they insist on pursuing it, they can find loopholes."

It is impossible for a decades-long identity disguise to be perfect.

Zhao Xi's face was cold, and his voice was calm and firm: "So, Zhao Liushu must not be Jiang Shuliu."

Qing He was stunned. This Zhao Xi looked very much like Jiang Shuliu.

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I really didn't expect that the employment letter Jiang Shuliu gave to Zhao Xi as a joke would actually make Zhao Xi the sole heir to his estate.

Because Jiang Shuliu had not appeared for a long time, and the car accident caused a huge commotion, it didn't take long for the news of the death of porcelain merchant Zhao Liushu to spread throughout the capital.

The Jiang family, who seemed to be unable to lift their heads after being beaten by Zhao Liushu, held up a paternity test and said that Zhao Liushu was the long-dead eldest daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Shuliu!

Everything that happened before was a conspiracy designed by Jiang Shuliu to seize the family business. Now that Jiang Shuliu is dead, everything she had should be inherited by her biological father.

At this time, Zhao Liushu's concubine actually stood up.

A beautiful, delicate young widow clutched her handkerchief and said that the Jiang family was lying, that her husband had nothing to do with the Jiang family at all, and that he was a real man because she was pregnant.

This time, even the people at the inheritance notary committee were confused. Who was right and who was wrong?

For a while, the fight over Zhao Liushu's inheritance had to be put aside. This matter was like a red-hot iron block that was forcibly thrown into ice water and suddenly cooled down.

But everyone knows that the Jiang family has yet to fight with Zhao Liushu's concubine.

Night, Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Xi rubbed his forehead, feeling deeply tired.

"Madam, you need to rest." Qinghe put her hand on her shoulder and said worriedly.

If there was one person who gave Qing He the greatest shock after the Young Master's accident, it would be the little girl in front of her whom she once thought was extremely innocent and simple.

Zhao Xi stabilized the situation as quickly as possible. She chose to fire the employees who were uneasy because of the rumors, and doubled the salary for those who were willing to stay. With the real money, the employees calmed down.

Then she appeared again in front of the Jiang family and said something that even Qing He was stunned by: I’m pregnant.

Because the Jiang family only suspected that Zhao Liushu was Jiang Shuliu dressed as a woman, they had not yet suspected that Jiang Shuliu had been a boy since childhood. What they proved was that Zhao Liushu was the child of the Jiang family.

Then there is a premise: if Zhao Liushu is Jiang Shuliu, then he must be a female.

But Zhao Xi's words left them speechless.

Zhao Liushu's concubine personally said that her husband was a man and that he had made her pregnant.

Then how could Zhao Liushu be a woman?

"Thanks to Jiang Wanyue this time." Zhao Xi exhaled and said, "If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have such ironclad proof of pregnancy."

Zhao Xi was able to come up with this idea because of the inspiration given by the pregnant Jiang Wanyue. She then went to Jiang Wanyue for help and assured her that this was a huge favor and that she would do anything she was asked to do.

If Jiang Wanyue helped her, it would be equivalent to helping outsiders attack her own family. Zhao Xi was very uneasy about her attitude.

But Jiang Wanyue was silent for a while, and finally helped Zhao Xi.

No matter what Jiang Wanyue asked for in the future, Zhao Xi swore in his heart that he would treat her as a benefactor.

"Haven't you found Jiang Shuliu yet?"

Qing He looked troubled: "Our people followed the blood trail for a long time, and finally found that the blood trail stopped at the other side of a river. We salvaged the river bottom, but there was no body."

Zhao Xi breathed a sigh of relief: "It should have drifted away with the water. Send someone to look for it along the river."

Maybe the young master is really dead.

The words turned over in Qing He's mouth. She looked at Zhao Xi's face which had become much thinner in the past few days, and finally swallowed the words.

"You go to sleep first. I'll take care of the documents." Qing He pushed Zhao Xi and said, "If the young master comes back and finds out that I dared to ask you to do so much work, he will beat me to death."

Zhao Xi smiled, and the girl's graceful eyebrows and eyes were less sad: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Fang Fei didn't know where she was.

She had been in a daze these past few days. The blow brought to her by Ji Xingyu's betrayal was extremely heavy. Even though she claimed to be strong, she was still very discouraged.

Father and Gao Quan kept asking what happened, but Fang Fei felt extremely tired in her heart and didn't want to say a word.

And seeing her in this state, they didn't dare to ask.

Hearing the sound of rushing water, Fang Fei stopped by a river.

The river water was extremely clear, and the faint moonlight shining on it sparkled like silver.

What would happen if I jumped down... Fang Fei thought indifferently.

Suddenly, she seemed to see a human face under the water.

This shook her originally dazed mind, and she thought she saw a ghost, and she screamed and took a few steps back.

"Xiao Fei!" Gao Quan, who had been following Fang Fei out of worry, hurried out and shouted.

Fang Fei threw herself into Gao Quan's arms and said tremblingly, "There's someone in the water!"