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Chapter 1843 - 1863: Tall Trees in the South (169)
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Chapter 1843: Chapter 1863: Tall Trees in the South (169)

It’s been so long, why hasn’t Qin Shaoling returned her call?

Didn’t she say she would find a way?

Or perhaps —

A sense of foreboding crept over her heart. Could it be that Qin Shaoling was really dead? Had she taken the evidence to destroy it?

She looked at the phone in her hand. Was it another phone that had been tampered with?

After hesitating for a moment, she looked at Zhao Xiaoman beside her, "Xiaoman, can I use your phone for a moment?"

Zhao Xiaoman looked at Qiao Qiao, "Do you think it’s possible that Instructor Qin has offended someone?"

Qiao Qiao shook her head, "I’m not sure."

Zhao Xiaoman, "I’ve been worried about you all, haven’t slept well for several nights."

Qiao Qiao looked at Zhao Xiaoman with guilt.

Zhao Xiaoman, "Alright, stop looking at me with that fake sympathy."

Qiao Qiao smiled, "What do you mean by ’that look’?"

Zhao Xiaoman, "Nothing special!"

Qiao Qiao lowered her head, looked at Zhao Xiaoman’s phone, and dialed Qin Shaojin’s number, "Can you come to school to see me? It’s inconvenient for me to go out; let’s talk in person."

Qin Shaojin, "Alright, when will it be convenient for you?"

Qiao Qiao, "I have classes after the third and fourth period and an elective class in the evening."

Qin Shaojin looked at the phone and pressed his handsome brow, "Should I call this number when I arrive?"

Qiao Qiao, "Yes!"

...

A little after one o’clock, Zhao Xiaoman’s phone rang.

She picked it up and heard the person asking if Qiao Qiao was there.

Zhao Xiaoman looked at Qiao Qiao and handed her the phone, "It’s for you."

Qiao Qiao picked it up and heard Qin Shaojin’s voice, "Have you arrived?"

Qin Shaojin, "Yes, I’m at your school gate, took a taxi here, how should I go in?"

Qiao Qiao, "Which gate?"

Qin Shaojin, "The one with fewer people, probably the north gate."

Hearing ’north gate’, Qiao Qiao thought of how he often drove and dropped her off at the north gate, then accompanied her walking back to the dorm.

Qin Shaojin, "Can’t hear me anymore?"

Qiao Qiao snapped back, "I can hear you, I’ll come to find you."

She hung up the phone and went with Zhao Xiaoman towards the north gate.

These days, Zhao Xiaoman had always felt somewhat tense.

She called Wang Dacheng to accompany her and Qiao Qiao to the north gate.

Upon arriving at the north gate, they saw Qin Shaojin in the distance, wearing a white shirt and black jeans.

Qin Shaojin also saw Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao turned back to Wang Dacheng and Zhao Xiaoman, "Alright, you two can head back."

Zhao Xiaoman glanced in Qin Shaojin’s direction, "Damn, he’s really handsome! His skin is like egg whites peeled from a shell, so fair and tender!"

Unable to resist, she took a couple more glances.

Remembering Qiao Qiao had important matters, she held back her admiration, quickly leaving with Wang Dacheng.

Qiao Qiao looked at Qin Shaojin, "There’s something I need your help with."

Qin Shaojin looked at Qiao Qiao, his eyes deep, "Tell me, what’s the matter?"

Qiao Qiao walked into the school, Qin Shaojin following.

After walking a while, Qiao Qiao handed the phone to Qin Shaojin, "Can you tell if there’s something wrong with this phone?"

Qin Shaojin, "There’s a way."

Qiao Qiao, "Then can you help me check if this phone has been tampered with?"

Qin Shaojin took Qiao Qiao’s phone, fiddling with it for a while, "Can’t tell just by looking like this, need professional equipment to test, but I know someone who can, I’ll ask her to check it for you."

Qiao Qiao looked up at Qin Shaojin, wanting to ask about Qin Shaoling, remembered things Qin Shaoling had said, paused, then changed her approach.

"I heard the Qin family held a funeral a few months ago."

Qin Shaojin, "Yes."

He looked at Qiao Qiao, his gaze sharp, gleaming with a dark light, like a high-end scanner.

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