Ji Changmu's eyes were sharp and there was an unknown light in his eyes.

The sound of rain pounded against his ears, but he could still hear Qiao Chengfan's words clearly.

What is Qiao Chengfan talking about? The doctor who operated on his mother, and his place at Wharton Business School?

Ji Changmu has a good mind and can think quickly.

He suddenly grabbed Qiao Chengfan's collar and said, "Who is the doctor who operated on my mother? Do you recognize him?"

Qiao Chengfan reacted quickly. He remembered that Jing Rui had told him that Ji Changmu's mother was in poor health and had come to New York to prepare for surgery. He might want to find the doctor who had operated on his mother more than ten years ago.

Qiao Chengfan's lips raised a sneer: "Do you think I recognize it?"

"Tell me the doctor's contact information, tell me!" Ji Changmu tightened his grip on Qiao Chengfan's collar. In an instant, he understood everything.

It was the Qiao family who arranged the surgery for his mother, and it was also the Qiao family who helped him get his admission ticket to Wharton Business School.

But in order to take care of his self-esteem, Qiao's family never let him know all this. They were very kind to him, but in the end, after graduation, he deleted the contact information of Qiao Zhai's housekeeper and Qiao Muyuan, and left. At that time, he thought he would

He will stay abroad forever and will never have anything to do with the Qiao family again.

The Qiao family was tolerant and loving to him, but in his eyes, they only regarded the Qiao family as his employer.

Back then, Qiao Muyuan was cute and lively, but he disliked her being clingy and noisy.

Ji Changmu's vision was blurred by the rain. He looked at Qiao Chengfan and let go of his hand.

"Ji Changmu, do you still have the nerve to ask for my contact information? Do you think you are worthy?!"

"I know, I don't deserve it." Ji Changmu was silent, and finally spoke after a long time, "But my mother needs the doctor from before. Her condition is very bad."

This silent night is like a black hole of endless reincarnations. Unfortunately, Ji Changmu does not deserve redemption.

"Okay, it's not impossible. Ji Changmu, you have been in the financial industry for so many years. You should know that you have to pay for what you want."

"What do you want?" Ji Changmu raised his eyebrows, with water drops hanging on his long eyelashes, and the shrunken figure of Qiao Chengfan in his pupils.

His clothes were already soaked, his whole body was cold, and his face was gradually turning pale.

Qiao Chengfan looked into his eyes and suddenly took out a pistol from his waist!

Pointing the pistol at Ji Changmu's forehead, Qiao Chengfan put his finger on the trigger and said calmly: "Exchange your life for your mother's life."

The muzzle of the gun is cold.

Ji Changmu stood up straight, clenched his fists, and closed his eyes: "Okay."

He didn't hesitate or refuse, but Qiao Chengfan laughed out loud: "Ji Changmu, you know I won't kill anyone."

"Then what do you want to do..."

"Bang!"--

Ji Changmu frowned, and a look of pain filled his face. His eyes were filled with the pain of struggle, and his face was pale.

The air and rain were filled with the smell of blood, and red blood stains fell on the ground, like red cherry blossoms blooming one after another. But soon, the heavy rain diluted the red color and disappeared.

"I'll tell you the contact information." Qiao Chengfan didn't frown, even though this was the first time in his life that he had shot and injured someone, "He is my uncle, Fang Cheng. He will not operate on others easily. His number is
Chapter completed!