That day, Pan Wenzhuo was restless after returning to the Qiao family.

She wanted to call Qiao Junxi, but she thought that it was still early in the morning in the United States, and she really couldn't bear to disturb her son's sleep. She thought about all the people in the Qiao family and locked in several suspicious objects in her heart. But she had no idea how to start verifying.

She knew that the Qiao family had an unacceptable attitude towards her and Qiao Junxi, so in the years since she returned to the Qiao family, she and Qiao Junxi have been walking on thin ice.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the descendants of the Qiao family are all the same as the old man. They are indifferent and righteous but greedy for power and power, which has led to the situation where the Qiao family is distracted and each is in their own formation today.

After finally having supper, I waited until 7 o'clock in the evening before Pan Wenzhuo saw the time and called Qiao Junxi.

She still knew her son's living habits. At this time, Qiao Junxi was about to get up.

"Mom?" Perhaps because of the reason why I just got up, Qiao Junxi's voice was a little lazy.

Hearing his son's voice, Pan Wenzhuo seemed to have found his backbone and his mood settled a lot. "The Zhao family Xiaoqi was unable to come to his house that day because he was kidnapped. Why didn't you explain the situation to your grandfather?"

For this matter, the old man is still angry these two days. Every time he sits at the same table with the old man to eat, Pan Wenzhuo feels frightened.

"How did you know?" Qiao Junxi's voice suddenly became much colder, with a gloomy meaning.

"Don't I know? If I hadn't gone to Zhao's Xiaoqi today, she told me whether you were planning to hide it from me." Qiao Junxi's question made her anxious. The son she had worked hard to raise was now hard and was completely out of her control. She felt increasingly alienated by her son.

"You are going to find her again?" Qiao Junxi couldn't help but frown.

Pan Wenzhuo was also stunned when he heard his son's harsh questioning. Although Qiao Junxi often had an expressionless iceberg face, he rarely spoke to him in such a tone. In Pan Wenzhuo's opinion, the reason why Qiao Junxi reacted so much was because she was eager to protect Zhao Qingyan. She didn't expect that Zhao Qingyan had already made her son so fascinated by her in such a short time. In a vague way, she had a great discount on the favor she had just established for Zhao Qingyan.

"What? I can't go find her yet?" Pan Wenzhuo's tone also became cold.

"I will find time for you to meet." Qiao Junxi's implication was that she hoped Pan Wenzhuo would not cause trouble for Zhao Qingyan.

Pan Wenzhuo also heard it and his face became darker.

Fortunately, she didn't forget the serious matter, "Do you know who kidnapped Xiaoqi of the Zhao family?"

"I'm already investigating this matter." Qiao Junxi did not reveal the results found to her. He knew very well that his mother was a very independent person, and he didn't want the matter to be exposed for the time being. Since Qiao Junbei had jumped in, he had to give him a painful blow so that he could never jump out.

"This matter was probably done by the brothers of the Qiao family. It's right to check this direction. Of course, even if it wasn't them, they had to do it." Pan Wenzhuo knew that what she could think of, and Qiao Junxi must have thought of it, but he still reminded him. Since they were not good at slapping, there was no need to be polite to them. Besides, she always suspected that her husband's death was also related to the Qiao family. But she had never found any evidence.

"I know it in my heart."
Chapter completed!