Your father went to find Qiao Nian's biological parents' relatives for your sake, and he drew his knife on impulse... Now people have called the police and said your father kidnapped and injured someone, and the police have arrested your father."
"Your father has been in prison for two days. I went to the police station several times, but they wouldn't let me see him..."
Mother Qiao looked at Qiao Ruoqing, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and cried, "Yaoyao, think of a way to save your father."
When Qiao Ruoqing heard this, her blood boiled and she could no longer deceive herself. Her vision went dark and she fell to the ground.
Before the world started spinning.
She heard her mother exclaim: "Yaoyao."
Qiao Ruoqing didn't have the strength to open her eyes. Before she fell into darkness, her mind was filled with only one thought.
—They are finished.
—She’s finished.
It turns out that without Qiao Nian, she is really nothing in the eyes of these people!
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"Qiao Weiguo, why don't you say anything?" Ye Wangchuan fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand, like a Buddha or a devil, and asked casually.
Zhang Yang didn't dare to let down his guard at all: "He has remained silent since entering the police station. No matter how the police asked, he refused to speak."
Ye Wangchuan leaned back, half-closing his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Qin Si then urged: "Master Wang, it's your turn."
Ye Wangchuan glanced at the card table, reached out and touched a card of Pai Gow, casually placed it in front of him, pushed aside a stack of cards and said to the three people at the table: "Win, all the same color."
Qin Si: …
Bo Jingxing: …
There was another person who was dragged to play with him. He was also looking at the cards in his hand that he had not played yet, and he was unable to react for a long time.
"No, is this nonsense?" Qin Si was the first to react and wanted to poke his eyes out.
Ye Wangchuan looked at him leisurely: "Aren't you urging me to hurry up?"
"I'm urging you to play faster, not to win." Qin Si felt the blood rushing to his head. He remembered that he had never won before, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's play again, let's play again."
Ye Wangchuan pushed the cards aside and said, "No more."
He called the person who was looking at the cards next to him: "You come to take my place, the weight inside belongs to you, if you win, it's yours, if you lose, it's mine."
The person he named was a marginal figure in the Beijing circle. The man pointed at himself and didn't believe his ears at first: "Master Ye, me??"
Ye Wangchuan took his phone and stood up to make room for him: "Well, you."
The man was flattered and rubbed his hands. He hesitated and sat on the chair, his heart still beating wildly. He was very nervous: "I'm afraid I won't be able to play well."
"Go ahead and have fun." Ye Wangchuan patted him on the back and gave Zhang Yang a wink. Zhang Yang understood and followed him out.
Qin Si saw this scene.
After the two of them left, he absentmindedly shuffled the mahjong tiles while talking to Bo Jingxing: "Hey, when do you think the Qiao family will be killed?"
Bo Jingxing glanced at him and laid the cards elegantly: "Don't keep talking about life and death. Now we live in a society ruled by law. Wang Ye is a smart man. He is not like a hooligan like you."
"Hey, damn!" Qin Si was about to ask him when he acted like a gangster.
Then he heard Bo Jingxing say slowly: "Mr. Wang doesn't need to do anything. Just let Qiao Ruoqing and the Qiao family return to the life they should live. That's enough to drive them crazy."
If a person has never stood at a high place, he will not know the pleasure of being admired by everyone, and he will not have a sense of gap.
(End of this chapter)