When something like that happened, how could Lin Qian still be able to sleep? She had Qiao Mohan to give herself an explanation!

But seeing his two children being woken up by himself, Lin Qian was very upset in his heart, "I'm sorry, Anle Xiaoyuyu, my mother accidentally woke you up, listen to you, my mother will go to sleep, you can go too, you have to go to class tomorrow." ”

Qiao Anle waved his hand to Qiao Nanyu.

"Good night Mommy."

"Goodbye, Mom."

Lin Qianmu sent the two children back to the room, and when she heard the crisp sound of the door closing twice, she fell into deep thought.

If she and Qiao Mohan continue to make such troubles, in the end, it will not only hurt her, but also two innocent children, she is sad and sad, but the two little babies should not be implicated......

No one knows better than her how distressing and pitiful it is for a child to dance without his parents......

After calming down, she could only temporarily put down this mustard for the sake of her two lovely children.

But sometimes wanting to let go and letting go are two different things.

Her only relative, and the brother she had always dreamed of, died so suddenly, I'm afraid it's impossible for anyone to really say let go.

The two encountered the biggest crisis since they met, and they began their first cold war, which was particularly long-lasting.

After Lin Qian attended his brother's funeral and dealt with the follow-up of the Fu Group, a month had passed, and the two of them had a cold war for a month.

The strange state between the two made everyone see the strangeness, but if someone asked, the two of them tacitly denied it.

It was night, and the contradiction that had been silent for many days finally broke out.

After washing, Lin Qian sat on the dresser and wiped his skin, the door was opened, and Qiao Mohan walked in wearing a bathrobe, his wet hair was still dripping with water, and it seemed that he had just bathed.

Since the beginning of the Cold War, Lin Qian has never seen Qiao Mohan's figure before or after waking up, if it weren't for the residual warmth that she felt when she reached out to her side every morning when she woke up, she would have thought that she slept alone every night......

So it was still a month after the Cold War, and the two of them fought for the first time.

Lin Qian wiped his face while using his afterglow to probe Qiao Mohan's movements.

Fu Xingzhi's matter has always been pressed in her heart, she has asked Qiao Mohan more than once before if he did it, but in exchange for the silence of the other party.

The two finally ran into each other, Lin Qian decided to ask again, this time, if Qiao Mohan could tell her for sure that he hadn't done it, she would also choose to believe him!

After wiping the last night frost, the voice of Lin Qianqing like a yellow bird sounded in the silent room.

"I want to ask you one last time, did you do what happened to my brother? I hope you will answer me, don't be silent like before, I just need your answer. ”

Qiao Mohan, who was standing aside with a dry towel and poor hair, was stunned for a moment, and the boredom in his heart surged, he threw the handkerchief in his hand aside and walked behind Lin Qian.

The two looked at each other in the mirror.

He scoffed, "Answer? How do you want me to answer you? Or do you want to hear my answer? ”

Lin Qian looked away, and said with a look of talking about things: "Don't talk to me like this, I just want an answer, don't you know best in your own heart?" ”

Qiao Mohan looked at Lin Qian's beautiful side face in the mirror, yes, he naturally knows best whether he did it or not, but what so what? He said he didn't do it, but didn't she still not believe in herself?

Recalling that whenever the two of them met, she would ask herself this question.

Isn't that the answer she wants?

Seeing that Qiao Mohan was silent, Lin Qian, who was afraid that he would be as silent as before, opened his mouth again and asked, "You answer me, did you do my brother's thing!" Answer me! ”

Listening to this sound as if questioning a prisoner, Qiao Mohan sneered, didn't she just want to hear that answer? He just gave it to her! She never believed him anyway......

"Answer me! Qiao Mohan! ”

"Yes, that's right, my brother's business is what I did, and I planned it from the day I suppressed his company, how about it? Are you still satisfied? ”

Lin Qian looked at the mirror with mixed feelings in her eyes, she looked at Qiao Mohan behind her desperately and helplessly, it was really him, it was really him, it was really him who killed his brother!

This answer deeply stimulated Lin Qian, she couldn't accept such a result, thinking that her brother who was so good to her died at Qiao Mohan's hands, she shouted in despair, "Qiao Mohan! I'm fighting with you! ”

Then he picked up a cosmetic product next to his hand, stood up, and smashed it at Qiao Mohan's head with one turn.

The glassy makeup fell from the air to the ground and shattered in pieces.

The liquid of quicksand gold spread out in all directions, and a drop of bright red blood dripped onto the liquid that was still flowing, followed by more and more blood dripping into it.

Which bright red blood pierced Lin Qian's eyes, she hurriedly looked up at Qiao Mohan, which blood was the source It was from the top of Qiao Mohan's head that fell down along his handsome silhouette......

The left side of his face was covered in blood.

Lin Qian took two steps back without mistake, her expression was full of shock, and she covered her mouth with one hand in panic, she couldn't believe that the situation in front of her was from her hand.

After a short panic, Lin Qian took a few steps forward, looking at the blood flowing from the wound, she reached out to touch Qiao Mohan.

The small mouth opened and moved slightly, and she didn't know how to speak for a while, and she wanted to explain but didn't know how to explain it.

It's a jumbled mess of words.

"yes, no, no, I didn't mean to...... I, no, I, didn't want to be like this, no, I don't know... How could it be ......"

The pain of trauma can never be compared to the pain in the heart.

What he said was obviously angry, but she was convinced, even if he had sworn that it was not him before, but in her eyes, he was such a person......

Is he so unworthy of her trust?

Qiao Mohan knocked away Lin Qian's outstretched hand, and his eyes were full of disappointment with Lin Qian, and he walked out without saying a word.

Lin Qian lowered her head to look at the mess on the ground, she squatted down in pain and hugged her head.

I kept asking myself in my heart, what was she doing, what had she done? Why didn't she control herself......