Chapter 1717: This is your home(7)

Ji Yangkun asked seriously: "Are you sure?"
Ji Shaoheng told them in a definite and affirmative tone: "I have experienced Big Brother, and I still have Fang Sitong's DNA. She is indeed my daughter."
Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling glanced at each other, the impact was too great, and they were unacceptable for a while.
"You still don't believe it, you can ask him personally when the elder brother comes back."
Ji Shaoheng took a look at the watch. Ji Jinchuan was off work and should be on his way back.
He was pretty sure that Fang Yaqing would call him for help, he should be here soon.
He looked at the housekeeper: "What about Yan Hao?"
The housekeeper hadn't recovered from the shocking news, and was still in a daze. He slowed down and said, "I'll call him in here."
The butler withdrew from the living room and returned after a while, followed by Yan Hao.
Yan Hao slightly bowed his body: "Two young people, are you looking for me?"
He glanced at Fang Sitong in the restaurant and lowered his voice a little: "Go outside and stop Fang Yaqing, don't let her in."
Yan Hao looked at the restaurant along his line of sight, and understood in his heart that Ershao abducted Fang Sitong, and did not intend to return.
"Yes." He quit the living room and took some bodyguards to the gate.
The taxi stopped outside the carved gate, Fang Yaqing pushed out the door and got out of the car.
It was too anxious to come out, she even forgot to bring money for a while.
The driver saw her for a long time, but did not take out a dime, staring at her suspiciously.
She temporarily depressed her anxiety and looked a little unnatural: "I forgot to bring money, please leave a call, I will supply you next time."
The driver glared at her: "Next time? In such a big city, where do I go to find you? What car do you have no money for?"
Fang Yaqing said sincerely: "If you don't worry, I will leave my phone to you. At this time tomorrow, if you call me, I will repay you the double price.
The driver looks very honest, probably this kind of thing is more common, and the attitude of talking is a little aggressive.
"Don't look at my honest bust and lie to me. What's the use of leaving a phone number? Who will contact you if you change a card?"
Fang Yaqing no longer said, helplessly: "Then what do you say."
The driver looked at the luxurious villa: "Is this your home?"
Fang Yaqing shook his head.
The driver looked at her suspiciously, and saw that her dress did not look like a rich man: "So what are you doing here?"
Although Fang Yaqing didn't know what he asked them to do, it was her reason and a good tempered answer: "I'm looking for someone."
"You can come here to find someone. You must know the owner here. You can borrow some money from him first." The driver glanced at the price on the watch. "Not many, just dozens of dollars. Your friend even has such a large room." You shouldn’t be stingy for a few tens of dollars when you live?"
Fang Yaqing couldn't get along. She used to live here, but she had nothing to do with the Ji family five years ago.
Who did she borrow from?
She looked at Yan Hao and several bodyguards guarding the carved door, not to mention borrowing money. I'm afraid she couldn't even enter the door.
Yan Hao was always with Ji Shaoheng when he was abroad, and she got along well with him.
But she didn't want to get involved with Ji Shaoheng, so she didn't want to borrow money from Yan Hao.
She can't put her dignity on the feet of Ji Shaoheng's people again for tens of dollars.