Chapter 896 Predetermined Date of Death

Wen Qiao was sitting on the sofa nearby, holding a computer on her lap, and her fingers were dancing quickly on her shoulders.

I first checked Huaihe online and found that the legal representative was not named William, but a person named Zheng Huailiang.

She checked again about Zheng Huailiang, nationality of country M, and of Chinese descent. It would be very time-consuming to find a person like William from his network.

It took her an hour to finally find out who William was.

His full name was William Dawkins, and there was a very blurry photo of him. He was indeed the man who hit them today.

The identity introduction is that he is the boss of a low-key investment company in country m. He is worth hundreds of billions and is a very rich man.

Digging deeper into William's news, we found that there is very little information on the Internet. He is very low-key and mysterious. We only know that his industry spans many industries, including medical, entertainment, e-commerce, petroleum, financial investment, and the industrial chain is huge and complex.

But nothing was found to be related to her or anyone she knew.

She asked Fu Nanli again: "Do you know William, the boss of Daojin Pharmaceutical?"

The light of the desk lamp shrouded him. He looked up at her and thought for a moment: "Yeah, I know, what's wrong? The ancestors of the Dawkins family migrated from Europe to country M. They used to be members of the royal family of a small European country."

Wen Qiao: "Do you know him?"

"I don't know. The Dawkins family is relatively low-key. I am not a person who likes to socialize and socialize. I have no interactions with them."

Wen Qiao frowned. She didn't know this William, and Fu Nanli didn't know anyone from the Dawkins family. The Fu family and the Dawkins family didn't have any holidays, so...

So she thinks too much?

Was today's car accident purely an accident?

In the office of the president of Huaihe Company, only one desk lamp was turned on. On the boss's chair, He Xihuai sat with his long legs crossed, holding two photos in his slender fingers.

The person in the photo is clearly Wen Qiao.

He has a bright appearance, raising his eyes and lowering his eyebrows, which is indeed very attractive. The other hand taps the table gently. The man's eyes are slightly lowered, and the black pupils are bottomless. His expression is extremely gloomy, and his whole body is covered. chill.

"You just used this face to make Mrs. Gu Xiao benevolent and let you go, but you mercilessly hurt him like that, right?"

At the end of the day, Gu Xiao couldn't bear to hurt Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao, probably because of this face.

Theresa said that Gu Xiao liked that little girl very much.

The idea was good. After Fu Nanli died to save Wen Qiao, he would replace his brother and not only inherit his family property, but also take over his girlfriend.

Oh, the success fell short.

All because of this face.

He stood up, picked up a dart on the side, and threw it hard. The dart pierced the photo, aiming at her face and piercing it in the middle.

An annoying face.

He gave her a date to die first.

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In the morning, Wen Qiao struggled to open his eyes, sat up lazily, moved his neck, looked around, and saw no one in the room. He went to the bathroom with bare feet first, but there was no one, and then went to the cloakroom. The man was wearing dark clothes. Wearing a nightgown and standing tall, she stood gracefully in front of the wardrobe with one hand on her waist, looking like she was stripping off her clothes and had a model figure.

Hearing the noise, the man stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her: "Why don't you sleep more?"

Wen Qiao walked barefoot on the carpet: "The biological clock is fixed, and I can't fall asleep at that time."

"Then come and help me get dressed. I have a flight today."