"Of course you can follow my advice and replace those experts or simply not perform the operation just in case, but what I want to say is that if the person behind the scenes wants us to fight, he will definitely do something to Moody! Of course you are confident that you can protect your son, but life is full of surprises. There will always be times when you make mistakes or he doesn't want to listen to you and leaves your care, just like this car accident... As long as you don't deal with the person behind the scenes, there will be countless car accidents like this. Can you guarantee that he will be lucky enough to survive again next time?"
"Qiao Nian, has anyone ever told you that you are good at negotiating with others?" Mu Qingtian's eyes were deep, but he was rational and calm. He did not respond to her directly, nor did he follow Qiao Nian's lead. Instead, he said something irrelevant.
Qiao Nian sneered without comment: "Maybe you are the first."
Mu Qingtian couldn't laugh. He grabbed the snuff bottle and clasped his fingers together: "If there really is someone behind this, you are planning to push me out to fight him. Why should I follow your heart?"
The relationship between him and Qiao Nian is not that of friends. It is more like they are enemies. They are mortal enemies who have different positions and there is no possibility of reconciliation.
The girl on the other end of the phone was not at all flustered in the face of his sharp question. With just one sentence, she overwhelmed Mu Qingtian's momentum and brought him back to his original form.
"the reason is simple."
"—because I didn't mean to kill Moody, but 'he' did."
"You are not following my wishes, but you want your son to live well. If you are not afraid of his death, I don't care."
"So I called you not to cooperate with you, but to make a bet with you. I'll bet your son. I'll help you catch the guy, and you'll help me bite 'him'."
"It's not good to be too vengeful at such a young age." Mu Qingtian deliberately found fault, mainly because he was unhappy and didn't want to make her happy.
He had never been led around by the nose like this before.
But Qiao Nian's words were like a bridle around his neck, forcing him to obey despite his displeasure. "You will regret it one day if you are so persistent. I advise you to be more generous and not to reduce your own fortune and become a person without blessings."
Because I don't want to be the scapegoat, they say I will never let go of any grudge.
Not wanting to let go of those who are plotting against you behind your back is called being narrow-minded.
Because she is not what they imagine, someone who only knows how to endure silently without struggling or resisting, they swear that she is unwilling to suffer losses, and that suffering losses is a blessing, and if she does not suffer losses, her blessings will be reduced.
Qiao Nian's heart was calm as ice, but after hearing his every word, her chest felt like a prairie fire. Her fingertips pressed against the glass window, and a vague outline was drawn on the glass.
"According to what you said, you should be very lucky. Why did your only son get hit and end up in the hospital?"
Qiao Nian saw the person on the glass looking at her from a distance, and beneath the broken ice covering his pupils was scorching magma. She turned and walked into the room.
"I'm not one of those people out there. Mr. Mu, don't brainwash me. I won't fall for it! Stop talking nonsense. Are you going to bet with me?"
Mu Qingtian's expression changed from the first sentence she said, and when he heard this, he sneered briefly.
"I'll bet you."
"You'd better catch the person who did it while ensuring Moody's safety. Or if there is no one who did it and Moody's surgery was delayed...Qiao Nian, I will hold you responsible!"