I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 485: He Has to Take Responsibility for Her

Chapter 485: Chapter 485: He Has to Take Responsibility for Her

At that moment, Wang Sisi suddenly became impatient. She wanted to check out what was really inside that box in the storeroom.

Qiao Qingyu locked the door to her office as if she was in a bad mood and said, "You should also be off work now, I’m going home first, there are things to do at home." After saying that, she hurriedly left the office.

Seeing that Qiao Qingyu was far away, Wang Sisi quickly went to the storeroom only to find that the usually unlocked storeroom was locked. However, this didn’t stop her; she took out a piece of wire and poked open the lock in just a few tries. Upon opening it, she immediately saw a cardboard box that had been torn into several pieces. At that time, cardboard boxes were quite scarce, and some people even used them to store clothes, essentially using them as a makeshift box.

Wang Sisi patiently restored the torn cardboard to form a small box. By volume, it seemed impossible to fit three pots of flowers; not even two, only one small rosebush could fit.

Thinking of something, Wang Sisi’s heart started pounding wildly. She looked at the time and then called Qiao Qingyu. To her surprise, Qiao Qingyu herself answered the phone.

Qiao Qingyu, sounding quite impatient on the other end, said, "I’ve just arrived home. Why did you call so soon? Is there something wrong at the unit?"

Clearly not wanting to talk to Wang Sisi.

This was starkly different from the usually pleasant Qiao Qingyu.

Wang Sisi hastily said gently, "Boss, my family mailed me some stuff, but they accidentally sent it to the post office in Yushu County. It’s been there for several days, and since I’m free today, I thought I’d go pick it up..."

Thinking for a moment, Qiao Qingyu then said, "Then make sure you go early and come back early."

After that, Qiao Qingyu hung up the phone in a hurry.

Wang Sisi took a hitched ride to Yushu County, she didn’t go anywhere else but straight to the post office. However, after coming out, she turned left where the packages were kept.

She swiftly disappeared.

Yuan Hengzhi and his three subordinates signaled each other and followed silently behind.

For Yuan Hengzhi, it had been a long while since he had been in such an operation. He couldn’t quite describe the feeling; he just felt like his blood was boiling, sensing that this was a big fish, possibly connected to a major case in Beijing from some time ago.

If he was lucky, he might even solve both cases together.

But what no one expected was that Wang Sisi followed the original route to find Miss Zhi Zi. Unfortunately, the place had changed tenants and was now rented to a family of seven, with no trace of Zhi Zi.

Wang Sisi looked distressed, feeling somewhat abandoned.

Yuan Hengzhi also didn’t know what was happening and continued to follow secretly behind.

The old lady of the house glanced at Wang Sisi and warmly asked, "Girl, why don’t you come in and sit for a while?"

Wang Sisi looked inside and shook her head, "Granny, I won’t come in."

After saying that, she turned around and left, but she paused noticeably when turning around the corner.

Then Wang Sisi quickly left the area.

However, she didn’t return to the base but instead boarded a bus to Xichuan. Yuan Hengzhi, at the spot where Wang Sisi had paused, found a carving of a three-petaled flower and an arrow. From his position, the arrow pointed westward.

Westward was the direction of another county town, but it could also imply Xichuan.

By this time, Wang Sisi was cautious, but she really didn’t expect someone to be following her.

She knew there was a contact point in Xichuan and was eager to pass on the information she knew to the Mistress. They had already wasted a lot of time here.

After several turns, she stopped in front of a house.

Wang Sisi started knocking on the door using a special code. The door was opened from the inside by the same person who had opened it for her last time. The middle-aged man just glanced at her, then stepped back.

Wang Sisi walked in quickly, and after she entered, the large door slowly closed.

Hidden in the shadows, Yuan Hengzhi quietly instructed a nearby guard. Then he swiftly headed to the nearby police station.

Nowadays, control over outsiders was very strict. Although some places no longer required introduction letters, the committee’s grandmothers were not to be trifled with. The station chief quietly brought in the district’s committee chairwoman and clerk to the police station.

...

Qiao Qingyu didn’t know the details of this operation, but she knew that Wang Sisi had vanished without a trace, secretly taken under control.

But externally, it was only said that Wang Sisi wasn’t accustomed to here and that she was very upset about the Zhao Guoqiang incident and had transferred in a fit of anger.

That was the statement given, and people just had to go along with it.

But those who understood knew, and those who didn’t simply forgot about the whole thing.

...

At Zhao Guoqiang’s home.

Zhao Guoqiang came home frowning after work. Qian Guizhi, who worked in logistics, had put on a fairly new cotton-padded jacket and looked healthier than before, but she still visibly flinched when she saw Zhao Guoqiang enter. She laid out the food on the table, and Zhao Guoqiang ate silently, not speaking a word to her.

For someone like Qian Guizhi, her expectations for life were extremely low—as long as she could survive, it was enough.

She had endured tough times as a child, and the years had not been kind, but for the sake of her children, she could endure anything. She poured Zhao Guoqiang a glass of wine. Gou Dan dared not approach Zhao Guoqiang; after finishing his meal, he hurriedly went to read his comic book, a gift from a kind young man named Li Mingguang.

Qian Guizhi mustered her courage, though her voice was still low and trembling, "...My dear, I know you hate and despise me, but there’s nothing I can do. I was sold to your family by my stepmother. If it weren’t for Gou Dan, I wouldn’t have survived till today. I don’t care about you, just don’t bring another woman home. Do whatever you want outside. Just be Gou Dan’s father..."

Zhao Guoqiang coldly glanced at Qian Guizhi.

He gulped down the wine in his glass.

He was too lazy to speak to her, much less give her a second glance.

He’d wait a bit longer before discussing divorce, but it was for certain that he would file for it. Yu Rou, a maiden in her prime, had followed him and had ended up in such a predicament; he had to take responsibility for her.

These were all things to be dealt with later. Qiao Qingyu, besides occasionally inquiring about Qian Guizhi’s work, couldn’t offer much help. But the kid, he got along well with Xiao Hu and his friends, running wildly around their yards during holidays. For a child, that was their whole world—as long as there was food, drink, friends, and parents at home.