The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

390: Using a borrowed knife to kill

After Fujiwara was released, Zhou Xun learned the news from a friend.

He reluctantly revealed the news, then looked at Old Master Fu and Xiao Qingdai with a face full of guilt.

“The embassy intervened because of Fujiwara’s special status. The law specifically stipulates that such people can only be placed under residential surveillance.”

In fact, when Shuangjiang revealed Fujiwara's identity, Old Master Fu had already guessed it, so he didn't have any special expression after hearing Zhou Xun's words.

Zhou Xun and his colleagues, on the other hand, felt particularly guilty.

"Otherwise, I'll apply to the higher-ups again. In short, we can't let Qingqing suffer any injustice."

That being said, everyone knows that, for diplomatic reasons, even if they are unwilling, Fujiwara will escape this calamity.

The old man turned to look at Xiao Qingdai and asked for her opinion: "Dai'er, what do you think?"

Xiao Qingdai stood up, holding the child, and calmly lowered her eyes: "Since there are rules, let's follow them. Thank you all."

"This……"

The group looked at each other, puzzled, but no one voiced their questions.

This is not like Xiao Qingdai's personality; how could she possibly let it go?

However, since she had already left, Grandpa Fu didn't say anything and quickly followed her.

Shuangjiang walked last, nodding to Zhou Xun and the others: "Miss was frightened today, so we'll head back now. Thank you all for your help. Feel free to visit the Xiao family sometime."

On the way back, Grandpa Fu tenderly rubbed Qingqing's head and sighed deeply.

"We've only had a few peaceful days, and now some bad people are trying to bully my precious granddaughter again."

The little girl's cheeks were rosy. In her mother's fragrant arms, she had already forgotten what she had just witnessed. Now, she smiled sweetly at the old man and asked.

"Grandpa, where's my sister?"

"Your sister Wanwan is in the car behind."

"Oh!"

The little girl looked up at Xiao Qingdai, her childish voice a little hoarse from crying, but her dark eyes were bright and sparkling.

"Mom, I brought you a gift. My sister is carrying it for me."

Xiao Qingdai smiled, gently placed her palm on her face, and said tenderly, "Thank you, baby. I'm so happy that you're safe and sound."

Grandpa Fu pondered for a moment, remembering that Wanwan seemed to have come out empty-handed, so what gift could she have brought?

When they got home, they asked Wanwan and found out that the little girl's much-anticipated gift had fallen on the ground outside the hotel, and she had forgotten about it.

Fortunately, Qingqing has a short memory and never brought it up again.

Xiao Qingdai placed her on the bed in the bedroom and called someone to massage her acupoints.

Then he instructed the housekeeper to have the kitchen prepare some calming medicinal food, and after it was cooked, he asked someone to send a portion to Fu Wanwan across the street.

When she brought the bowl in, the little dumpling was sprawled happily on the soft bed, saying in a sweet, childish voice, "Mommy, I'm going to turn into water~"

Xiao Qingdai smiled and fed her the bowl of medicinal food.

Some sleeping-inducing herbs were added to it. After Qingqing finished drinking it, she became too lazy to move and lay listlessly on the bed, gradually becoming drowsy.

Only after seeing her close her eyes did Xiao Qingdai leave.

There were many people standing outside the door. When she came out, Fu Yueci was the first to ask, "Is your sister alright?"

Xiao Qingdai said, "It's alright, she's asleep."

Hearing this, Fu Yueci breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're alright, you scared me to death."

He had never had any problems when he went with her before, but now, just because he missed one trip, his sister was kidnapped. It seems he has no choice but to go with her.

Xiao Qingdai's gaze swept across their faces. Although he didn't know what Fu Yueci was thinking, he could guess a little from the expression on the child's face.

"Let's play with her again tomorrow. Don't take her out for the time being. Let her be in a quiet environment."

Fu Yueci readily agreed.

Although I didn't see Qingqing, I was relieved to know she was alright.

On the way home, as he was leading Fu Xueji, she hesitated for a moment before uttering a single sentence.

"Xiaoyue, I'll play with Qingqing tomorrow."

Fu Yueci was taken aback, stopped in her tracks, and looked at him: "What do you mean?"

Fu Xueji looked completely innocent: "Auntie just said that she wanted to give Qingqing a quiet environment."

Fu Yueci understood; she was annoyed by his noise.

Of course he disagreed, and stormed off, leaving Fu Xueji far behind.

Not long after they left, Xiao Qingdai instructed the steward to fetch two boxes of sandalwood.

She gave one box to Grandpa Fu, asking him to take it back to Fu Wanwan that night, and lit the other box and put it in the bedroom.

After settling the child in with everything in mind, she and Grandpa Fu began to talk about the day's events.

Because he didn't know that Sun Lei had stolen three ginseng roots, Shuangjiang told him about it first.

After hearing this, the old man was both angry and furious, cursing the man for being heartless.

"And I even gave him a 10,000 yuan red envelope that day!"

Then, with a gloomy expression, he said, "Neither Sun Lei nor Fujiwara will escape!"

Regardless of whether he's the president of a trading company, if this person isn't dealt with, where will both of their reputations be?

They both knew that many people in the capital were curious about Qingqing recently, but because of her identity, no one dared to touch her.

The Fujiwara incident serves as a good example, deterring those people from harboring any improper thoughts.

Seeing the murderous intent in Xiao Qingdai's eyes, Old Master Fu expressed his strong support.

"That's how it should be done. I'll take care of it!"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qingdai disagreed, saying, "Let Shuangjiang go."

The second half of the sentence was said to Shuangjiang: "Find a scapegoat, and make it clean."

Others would definitely suspect them, but she wanted people to find no clues at all.

Shuangjiang nodded and went out to make contacts.

The old man was somewhat disappointed: "As the grandfather, I couldn't help at all."

After he finished venting, Xiao Qingdai mentioned Sun Lei's side.

Sun Lei is Professor Tan's friend's apprentice, so it's not easy for her to make a move. It's just right to let the old man do it.

The old man then remembered something, and his eyes seemed to be deep in thought: "Shuangjiang said that she went back to her hometown a few days ago. I'll have someone there beat her up to teach her a lesson. Even if her teacher finds out, he can't say anything."

Xiao Qingdai remained silent, seemingly acquiescing.

They chatted for a few more minutes before Grandpa Fu went home for dinner. He took the box of sandalwood incense out of his pocket and gave it to Fu Wanwan, telling her to light it that night.

Fu Wanwan took it in her hand and opened the lid out of curiosity. Immediately, a mellow and warm fragrance wafted out, bringing a sense of tranquility.

She knew this was a valuable item, and she was unsure whether to feel surprise or gratitude: "Did Aunt Xiao give this to you too?"

"Yes, it's for calming you down. You two were frightened today. Take one tablet every night, and it should last for a month."

Fu Wanwan was very touched and held the incense stick, not knowing what to say.

Seeing that she didn't move, Old Master Fu suddenly realized: "Is it because you don't have an incense burner? I'll go to the Xiao family to find one for you."

After saying that, he turned and left without waiting for Fu Wanwan to say anything.

Five minutes later, the old man returned carrying a white porcelain incense burner from the Ming Dynasty.

Fu Wanwan couldn't accept it and quickly told him to send it back to the Xiao family, but her heart was warmed.

The old man didn't see him off; he was too lazy to move, so he sat on the sofa and said, "Wanwan, Grandpa has already made several trips and is really too tired to walk anymore. This was given to me by their housekeeper, so please use it."

Upon hearing this, Fu Wanwan immediately felt sorry for him, so she took the incense burner and delivered it to him herself.

As soon as she left, the old man got up from the sofa, full of energy, showing no signs of fatigue.

It's not that I can't walk; the real reason is that I'm too lazy to move.

Fu Wanwan happened to see this scene when she turned around unintentionally. She smiled and pretended not to have seen it.