The Hidden Heiress Is a Secret Big Shot

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Pressuring Fujisan, Secrets Emerge Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Pressuring Fujisan, Secrets Emerge Qingwu withdrew her gaze.

With a mocking smile at Boss Xiao’s expectant expression, she said, “Don’t try to get close, neither my grandmother nor I will forgive you.”

Boss Xiao suddenly looked dejected.

He knew that if Huazhen found out about what he had done, she would definitely be angry.

But fortunately, he hadn’t done anything too outrageous!

He sighed, lifted his head, and smiled, “Going to see Fujisan? He should be awake, don’t you have questions to ask?”

People at Melta Prison, of course, had ways to make someone awake, and also ways to make someone sleep forever.

Qingwu nodded, “Lead the way.”

Boss Xiao waved his hand and coldly said, “Hurry up! Lead the way! Clear out that room for me, do you expect me to let my granddaughter stand while talking?”

Qingwu glanced at him lightly but didn’t speak.

She didn’t acknowledge her relationship with Boss Xiao, but here she needed his word to see Fujisan, so let him say what he wanted.

Anyway, his repeated attacks on the Shen Family were enough to torment his conscience.

Melta Prison was divided into many internal and external layers, with different cells from the Black Tower above to the Deep Sea below.

Fujisan was held in a cell underground.

Boss Xiao walked beside Qingwu, leading her to Fujisan’s cell.

“Was Huazhen doing well before?”

“Always not having enough to eat but happy, almost without money to treat her illness but without regrets, does that count as well?”

Qingwu didn’t hide the truth.

When her grandmother was sick, she desperately earned money, only sleeping two hours a day, and the moment she woke up she started drawing designs, often making clothes and conducting experiments until midnight, with the stars as her companionship.

She was very afraid that she might not be able to keep her grandmother.

Lin Jingsheng was unwilling to contribute even a penny, always believing her grandmother still had savings.

Fortunately, she earned enough money, enough that after her grandmother’s passing, there was plenty left, but still, she couldn’t keep her.

Upon hearing this, Boss Xiao nodded, “She has a poor memory, she probably never mentioned me, she must have forgotten.”

Qingwu glanced at him, her tone cold.

“No, my grandmother told me she had a brother. When she was young he got slashed to protect her, from the corner of his eye to his chin, with several cuts on his body too. Grandmother also said she missed her brother, only she thought you were dead.”

Boss Xiao was stunned.

Huazhen… always remembered him!

That past only he and Huazhen knew!

The old man, who had spent years across borders, living a life of licking blood from the blade.

Yet his prematurely deceased sister was his only redemption, all of it suddenly surged to his heart at this moment, making him immensely moved!

“Your grandmother remembered me?”

“Grandmother only told me she had a brother, it doesn’t have to be you.”

“Yes, yes, it must be me!”

Huazhen only had one brother, if it wasn’t him, who else could it be?

Fujisan’s cell was neither too big nor too small, and it was equipped with everything necessary, even a small bookshelf.

Fujisan, sitting on the bed, looked gentle and refined, covered with the blankets of Maitar Prison, holding a book in his hands, looking just like a scholar.

Except there were mottled bloodstains on the white bed sheets and still-wet blood on the walls.

Boss Xiao entered the room, looked around, brought over a chair, and wiped it with his sleeve.

“Xiao Wu, sit down, your grand-uncle will stand.”

Qingwu raised her eyes, glanced indifferently at the sycophantic Boss Xiao, and didn’t refuse.

After all, she preferred sitting if she could.

Fujisan put down the book in his hand and coughed twice.

“Boss Xiao, what’s the occasion today? Visiting me, bringing so many people? Let me see, who is this young one?”

Boss Xiao knew that the questions Qingwu wanted to ask wouldn’t be simple, so he drove away his men, leaving only himself and Pei Jue standing aside.

Seeing Boss Xiao’s actions, Fujisan took an interest as well.

He took off his black-framed glasses, which had only one arm left, from his nose and placed them aside.

“Is there something I’m needed for?”

Boss Xiao said coldly, “She has some questions for you; you’d better answer honestly, or… you know what will happen!”

Fujisan chuckled twice, and soon the laughter turned into a violent cough, leaving bloody marks on the sheets from his coughs.

“Hehe… Boss Xiao, look at me now, I can’t live much longer. What you want to know, I may not know either.”

Qingwu stated flatly, “Yashan is alive, I saved him.”

Fujisan was initially indifferent, but upon hearing what Qingwu said, his eyes suddenly widened!

“What did you say? You said Yashan is fine? Why should I believe you!”

Since Fujisan could risk capture by contacting the Drug King to treat Yashan, it indicated that, like Tarzan, he cared deeply about his brother.

Qingwu lazily crossed her legs, the sound of her stiletto heels echoed in the deep-sea cell.

She curled her lips, giving a wicked smile.

“You don’t have to believe it, of course. I just happened to put something else in Yashan’s brain when I performed the surgery. Take a guess, what could it be?”

Fujisan’s pupils dilated to the extreme in an instant!

“You!”

“Imagine if I were displeased, would Yashan end up meeting King Yan as well? By then, Tarzan would be quite worn out taking care of both you and Yashan’s bodies.”

Fujisan suddenly couldn’t sit still.

“You can’t do this; he’s innocent! He’s never done anything illegal. What exactly do you want to know, just direct it at me.”

Seeing his reaction, Qingwu nodded.

“Why didn’t you come straight to the point? The first question: Do you know Lin Jingsheng?”

Fujisan frowned slightly, obviously not expecting Qingwu to ask such a question.

“Yes, university classmate.”

“Which major? Which university? How was your relationship during college, and did you have any business dealings afterward?”

“Financial Engineering, Xing City University; our relationship was average during college, and there were no dealings afterward.”

Qingwu said coldly, “Really? Think carefully, he even came to see you last year.”

Fujisan’s expression changed as he looked at Qingwu.

“Since you know, why ask me? No business dealings, but as classmates, we did meet during holidays. Is there a problem?”

Qingwu chuckled lightly.

Lin Jingsheng, someone who always sought profit, wouldn’t be so proactive to contact Fujisan just for old times’ sake.

“The next question: Do you know me?”

Fujisan looked at Qingwu for a moment, then shook his head, “I don’t know you. Do I need to know you?”

Qingwu leaned back against the chair, gazing at Fujisan from a more relaxed posture.

“But I saw you last year at Lin Jingsheng’s house. You even greeted me at that time.”

Fujisan looked at Qingwu with some suspicion.

“You are mistaken. I’ve never been to Lin Jingsheng’s house or met you.”

“Really? If you’ve never met me and don’t know me, then why did you hand me over to Lin Jingsheng? I mean nineteen years ago, at the Love Orphanage!”

Upon hearing the name, the calmness on Fujisan’s face instantly faded!

Qingwu carefully observed Fujisan’s every expression.

“You don’t know me, yet you accurately delivered me to the Lin Family. Quite impressive!”