Chapter 97

After all, it's Miss Lu Jiadi and Qiao's wife, so Lu Anning has a lot of jewelry. Of course, such a large jewelry box needs to be specially made. Qiao Wanxi sat down, opened the jewelry box on her lap and rubbed it gently. The contents of the box had been looted by Lu Zili for a long time. The only thing left was the empty brocade box, which was thrown randomly on the attic and let it be covered by dust. All of a sudden, Qiao Wanxi felt something wrong with the box, because the box was very deep when people looked outside, but when they opened it, the box was very shallow. In fact, for ordinary jewelry boxes, this situation is not uncommon, because there is a very thick cushion under it, one is to fix the headdress, the other is to look good. But the things you customize should be practical. There's no need to get these flashy things. Qiao Wanxi tried to knock at the bottom of the box, and a hollow sound came out. This brocade box has a sandwich. Qiao Wanxi looked around, picked up a small piece of iron, and slowly pried the bottom of the brocade box up. Sure enough, there is a mezzanine underneath, in which there are some documents. It looks like a ledger or something. Qiao Wanxi remembers that when he was a child, he heard that Qiao Zhongyu's father used to be an ordinary contractor, but because of his excellent technology, he could always receive some big projects, and then gradually developed into a small real estate company. Qiao Zhongyu took over the company at the age of 23. It took only four or five years to expand the scale of the company by more than ten times. He became a famous commercial talent and a black horse in the real estate circle. Then when he was 30, he asked to marry Lu Anning, the daughter of the Lu family. With the support of the Lu family, he became even more prosperous, Qiao'an real estate has a place in the imperial business circle. But Qiao Wanxi didn't know much about what she saw in the account book. She thought about it and put the brocade box in its original shape. Then she kept the information and planned to study the content slowly in the future. She understood that since she was hidden in such a secret place by her mother, it must be very important information. After putting everything in order, Qiao Wanxi began to look for her mother's medical records. But I didn't find those things until I turned the whole attic upside down. Qiao Wanxi was a little discouraged. She had to think that the data had been lost. After all, the paper things were hard to keep. I'm afraid there won't be any electronic archives for things more than ten years ago. Qiao Wanxi wanted to sit down and take a breath, but the attic was covered with dust. She looked around, grabbed an old cushion and sat down on a box. All of a sudden, she felt something wrong, because she felt that there seemed to be a foreign body in the cushion. Qiao Wan suddenly remembered that the cushion was used when her mother was seriously ill when she was sitting on the bed. As if she had been stung by something, she jumped up, grabbed the cushion, hurriedly found the zipper and opened it. There was a file bag hidden inside. Take out the file bag and open it. It's my mother's medical records in that year. Many of them are handwritten and the pages are yellow. I don't know how, Qiao Wanxi felt that he was in a cold sweat. It's just medical records. Why hide them? And it was hidden in the cushion my mother usually used, so it was urgent. Qiao Wan Xi's face was pale, but in summer, he felt a bone biting cold.