C187 (1/2)

”So that's how it is. Then I am relieved.”

Little Qiao was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Once she relaxed, her complexion recovered as she turned on the television in the car.

”That is …” ”Why is it on TV too?”

Little Qiao's face immediately turned white. Why did the video she saw previously in the police station appear on the television news?

Furthermore, the image within was precisely that of her shoulders slightly revealed, leaning against Gao Jianfeng's chest, her uncles pointing at her.

”It must be them, Joe. You needn't worry, Uncle Bourne will handle this matter. It will be difficult for you to remain calm in Paris.”

Burnwright's expression was even more unsightly. This was not only a matter for Little Qiao, but the entire Wright Family's disgrace. He would definitely convene a board of directors to severely punish his eight younger brothers.

If his father was still here, seeing such a scene, he would definitely be angered to death.

”Mr. Wright, our original plan was to return today, but Sir, since we are brought to the police station, I'm afraid we cannot leave today.”

He also decided to punish these people. Even if he could not do it himself, he could still invite others to do it.

”You don't have to worry about this. I'll get someone to book a plane ticket for you. As long as you leave Paris, this crisis will soon subside.”

Everyone in Paris, be it the upper classes or the commoners, had their eyes set on the Wright family, and what had happened last night was clearly not good for young Joe.

In the company, after little Joe signed a series of documents, he didn't dare to go out. In the newspapers, the news about him was so clear that she was afraid of being pointed out.

”Qiao, why don't you stay with your uncle for a few days?”

Bourne looked at Joe, surprised to see that too. Joe had always been a silent, shy girl to him, and from the photographs it seemed possible that everything had been a disguise for her.

”No, I want to go back to London.”

Joe shook his head. What would his aunt think of him if he went to his aunt's house?

”Are you sure?”

asked Burnwright, looking at George.

”Mr. Wright, can I borrow your private jet?”

Gao Jianfeng couldn't bear to see Little Qiao like this, so he had no choice but to borrow a plane from Burnette.

”That's right, why didn't I think of that? Wait a moment, I'll call the plane right away.”

With his help, Joe and the others were finally able to leave Paris.

Before leaving, he told Gao Jianfeng.

You have to take care of her and protect her. I will punish my brothers here, but I can't guarantee that they won't hire assassins or something like that, so you have to protect Joe. She's my sister's only child, and I can't let anything happen to her.

”Uncle, don't worry. I will take good care of Little Qiao. She is my wife, and I will take care of her forever. It's just that I have a small request. Little Qiao's twentieth birthday is coming up in a few months. I hope that Uncle can go to London.”

Brent pleaded.

The absence of family was a pain in Joe's heart, and from the looks of it, it wasn't that he didn't care about Joe, but that the man didn't know how to express it.

”Okay, I'll take my wife for a week, and I'll attend your wedding. Besides, I want Joe to finish his studies, and she was admitted to the Paris Academy last year, but she disappeared before school. I want you to persuade her to go back to school and fulfill her dream.”

He told Gao Jianfeng about Joe's disappearance last year.

”Thank you, Uncle. I'll let Joe go back to school. I'll make sure she finishes her studies, but it won't necessarily be the Paris Academy.”

Gao Jianfeng nodded his head, then shook hands with Burnette in farewell.

At last she was back in London, but little Joe's smile didn't come back. It was as if she had fallen silent before she left.

Gao Jianfeng was a bit worried, but he did not have the time to comfort his father. Once he got back to London, he received a call from his father, so he had to hurry over.

”Little girl, you rest at home for a while. I'll go take a look at my father, and I'll be back soon.”

Gao Jianfeng said to Little Qiao before he left.

”Mm, go ahead.”

Little Qiao nodded. These few days, she had been very tired. Now, she just wanted to have a good rest.

Before Gao Jianfeng left, he told everyone not to make a fuss about Little Qiao, but even so, he still felt uneasy.

”Father, you were looking for me?”

When Gao Jianfeng arrived at his father's residence, he was a little nervous. He was worried that his father would bring up the matter of Tina Pus.

”Well, Aldrich, what happened between you and Tina Pus? Why did she leave? ”

The moment Wakwa saw Gao Jianfeng, he immediately began to criticize him harshly.

”Father, it is understandable that Tynapus has paid enough for the dark night, even if she were to leave. A woman needs a home and a peace in the end.”

Gao Jianfeng looked directly at his father. Between him and Tina Pus, other than the guilt, there was nothing else.

”An Jing, you two have been together for over a year. Can't you calm her down?”

Wakwa stood up and slowly paced to his son.

”Father, there is no such thing as a promise between Tina Pus and me. We have spoken before when we were together.”

Gao Jianfeng had already expected his father to make a fuss about it, but this was a private matter between him and Tina Pus, and had nothing to do with his father.

”Impudent! You're just toying with me. You're an emotional scammer.”

Wakwa reprimanded.

”Father, before you say these words, shouldn't you first examine yourself?”

Gao Jianfeng was not afraid of his father's anger.

”You're saying that I don't have the right to care, even if I don't have the right to care for your son, but I adopted her when Tynes was three years old, and she's like my daughter, a father. Do you think I don't have the right to care?”