Chapter 932: Chapter 941: Caring (1)
But she never knew the truth before, she hated Qiao Mo for so many years. Her whole youth was spent investigating everything from back then, but in the end, she was told she was a victim too.
She couldn’t accept it, she couldn’t accept it!
If she was also a victim, then who was responsible for Han Sheng’s death!
Yang Peiyun and her daughter? But they didn’t even meet Han Sheng.
But it didn’t matter, anyway, after using them, they ended up in prison.
She wanted everyone in the Qiao family to pay the price and to atone for Han Sheng!
Qiao Mo softly said again, "Also, why do you refuse to believe that Han Yang wasn’t killed by my father? He treated you well, and you should know what kind of person he was. Even if he wasn’t a gentleman, he was definitely upright and bold, always taking responsibility. I’ve just been trying to prove his innocence, never thinking of erasing his sins."
The police arrived at this moment, pulled Yu Qianxun up from the ground, and escorted her towards the police car.
Before getting in the car, Yu Qianxun looked back at Qiao Mo, her gaze slightly moist.
She stared at her for a long time, then softly said, "In the future... take good care of Qiqi... just pretend I never existed."
Qiao Mo lowered her eyelids, a tear slid down her cheek.
Fu Nancheng held her tighter, gently kissed her forehead, and said warmly, "It’s all over."
Qiao Mo leaned against his chest, choking slightly, "Why won’t she let go in the end."
He was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Everyone has their obsession. Maybe she isn’t willing to forgive herself."
Qiao Mo was silent.
Indeed, the once innocent and lovely woman, all these years, the person she was least willing to let go, was herself.
Thinking back to when she faked her death, she didn’t pull herself together but instead became more lost in drinking and debauchery, probably because there was no one she loved left in this world.
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After Yu Qianxun was taken away by the police, Qiao Mo let out a gentle breath.
Turning to look at the man beside her, she softly said, "Let’s go, the children must be anxiously waiting at home."
Fu Nancheng kissed her forehead and walked out holding her.
Before getting in the car, medical staff did a simple treatment on their wounds to prevent excessive bleeding.
After confirming there was no major issue, they headed straight to Nanshan Villa.
On the way, Qiao Mo snuggled in Fu Nancheng’s arms. Even though she felt exhausted, she was still reassured and satisfied.
After everything, she realized she could never leave him.
More than an hour later, they arrived at Nanshan Villa.
Qiqi, who had been waiting by the upstairs window and refused to cooperate with the doctor treating the wound, lit up her eyes, turned around, and dashed outside.
Uncle Zhong, who was following behind, worriedly said, "Little master... slow down! Slow down!"
Chenchen had also been waiting but eventually fell asleep by the window due to his young age. Uncle Zhong sent someone to treat his wound and carried him back to bed.
But Qiqi wasn’t that easy. She wouldn’t let anyone touch her, and whenever the doctor approached, she would step back defensively. Her bright eyes were full of caution.
Uncle Zhong tried his best to persuade her, but Qiqi didn’t say a word and still refused to let anyone come close.
He had no choice but to stay with her.
Qiqi ran downstairs barefoot, stumbled halfway, and scraped some blood on her knee.
But he didn’t hesitate at all, got up, and continued running outside.
