Jiang Jinghao spontaneously started to help her peel the mangosteen. Hearing this, he was very puzzled. "Isn't it normal to be pregnant?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he reacted.
"No, how did his girlfriend get pregnant?"
Isn't that guy impotent?
Su Qiao shrugged. "It should be someone else's."
"So, you suspect that there is something wrong with that woman's death?"
Jiang Jinghao was a little scared.
One person died of gas poisoning, which he thought was normal.
After all, accidents are everywhere in life.
But two people died in a row?
No matter how you think about it, this feels wrong.
If they are all normal deaths, it also means that Wen Congyuan is a man who suppresses his wife.
His Bao'er is equally dangerous.
"Yeah." Su Qiao's eyes fell on the mangosteen in his hand.
Jiang Jinghao understood and quickly handed the peeled fruit to her.
"This guy named Wen is really quite capable!"
Jiang Jinghao couldn't help but sigh.
"Bao'er, do you really want to go back to such a dangerous place? We won't go back, okay?"
He asked her to go back yesterday, and he didn't sleep well all night.
Even in my dreams, I was dreaming about Bao'er being domestically abused.
"You still have to go back."
"I have a plan, but I don't know if it's feasible yet."
With a deeper understanding of Wen Congyuan's past, Su Qiao's plan gradually took shape.
"What's the plan?"
"I'll tell you later when I think about it clearly."
Su Qiao doesn't want Jiang Jinghao to get involved in this matter.
One is that it is a bit dangerous, and the other is that I am afraid of implicating him.
Jiang Jinghao He knew at a glance that she was not going to let him help. She felt a little unhappy, but more worried.
"Bao'er, no matter what your plans are, in a word, your business is my business. You can't hide it from me anymore, do you understand?"
"I understand."
That's what he said, but what should be hidden should still be hidden.
Jiang Jinghao was satisfied, and suddenly took out a black plastic bag from the black leather bag he brought, and handed it to her excitedly. "Bao'er, look what this is?"
Su Qiao took it, opened the plastic bag and looked at it.
There was actually a neat yard of money inside.
It looked like there were over a hundred thousand.
"Where did you get this money?"
Could it be that someone was lucky enough to ask him to shoot a print advertisement?
Jiang Jinghao smiled widely, "Brother borrowed it from a friend."
"Don't worry, we've been friends for many years. I didn't ask for interest, and I also said that I can pay it back anytime."
[This idiot obviously borrowed Usurious Loan. The interest rate is horribly high, 100,000 yuan, with a monthly interest rate of 10%. The interest rate is 10,000 yuan a month, which is 120,000 yuan a year. The principal must be repaid every month.]
Where did this guy borrow the money from? The interest rate is so high.
Su Qiao was a little speechless, but also a little moved.
"This money..." Su Qiao certainly couldn't ask for the money he borrowed.
Besides, it's not like she can't make money herself.
"Take this money and give it back to that bastard. He will have no excuse to hit you in the future, and you can straighten your back a little bit."
Afraid that she wouldn't want it, Jiang Jinghao was stuffed directly into her purse.
Although Su Qiao thought his idea was too childish, he still accepted his favor.
"Okay, I'll take it and give it back to him."
[This Jiang Jinghao is so cute and silly. If I exchange this money for the original Su Qiao and take it back, I guess I will be disabled in the next second!]
Su Qiao can probably understand his mentality.
[He probably subconsciously felt that the death of Wen Congyuan's ex-wife and ex-girlfriend was an accident and not really a deliberate murder, so he kept things simple.]