novelraw Chapter 256: Not Allowed to Refuse (3)
Chapter 256: Not Allowed to Refuse (3)
Seeing that impeccably dressed figure in a suit, Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, somewhat lost.How could it be such a coincidence...
Could the party he mentioned be this one?
Fu Nancheng held a wine glass in one hand, squinting slightly as he examined the woman in front of him.
She was wearing a silver-white long dress, her lips were lightly touched with red, her hair was lightly tied, revealing a snow-white, slender jade neck.
The marks he left were almost gone, leaving only a few faint traces that were not obvious.
His gaze swept over the hand she held with Han Zirui, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
Qiao Mo instinctively let go of Han Zirui’s hand, avoiding his gaze with some unease.
"Uncle Liu, I am Han Zirui. My father should have mentioned me to you. I really have something to ask of you today," Han Zirui spoke gently and politely.
Qiao Mo no longer looked at him, as if she was completely unfamiliar with him, sincerely looking at the man in the cap.
Fu Nancheng glanced at her indifferently, lightly sipped the champagne in his hand, his eyes carrying a trace of mockery.
Qiao Mo stood quietly at Han Zirui’s side, but was somewhat apprehensive inside.
Who would have thought that Fu Nancheng and Han Zirui wanted to introduce her to the same person, and now she had refused Fu Nancheng, only to be caught coming with Han Zirui.
Who knows if what awaits her next will be another storm.
"Xiao Mo, this is Mr. Liu," Han Zirui introduced, and as soon as the words left his mouth, he detected a sharp gaze sweeping by, looking up to meet Fu Nancheng’s cold eyes.
Frowning slightly, Han Zirui couldn’t understand where this man’s hostility was coming from.
Fu Nancheng’s face was extremely grim.
Xiao Mo?
How intimately he calls her!
Qiao Mo obviously also sensed the particular man’s anger, took a small step forward, blocking the line of sight between him and Han Zirui: "Hello, Mr. Liu, I’m Qiao Mo."
Fu Nancheng gave her a deep look, let out a cold laugh, brushed past her shoulder as he walked away.
Qiao Mo’s heart tightened, inexplicably wanting to stop him.
But what to say if she stops him?
After he left, the air relaxed a little.
A few seconds later, Qiao Mo finally pulled her thoughts back.
Carefully scrutinizing the man in front of her.
The man was about forty-something, but his hair was already somewhat gray, and the cap covered most of his face, casting a shadow that made him appear more mysterious.
Even so, it was still easy to see a deep scar on his left cheek.
After a brief exchange, Han Zirui continued: "I wonder if Uncle Liu has heard about the Qiao family’s matter."
"Oh?" The paparazzo squinted.
"We want to ask Uncle Liu to find someone, the forensic expert in the Qiao Dehou murder case," Han Zirui’s gaze landed on the paparazzo, his voice lowered a bit.
Qiao Mo also looked nervously at the man in front of her.
After all, according to Han Zirui, this man was not easy to deal with.
Though possessing great abilities, he was unpredictable and might not help.
And now, according to the evidence gathered by Han Zirui, it seemed the forensic expert from back then showed signs of being bribed.
But now, this forensic expert has vanished without a trace.
"Hehe... this is indeed a coincidence." Hearing this, the paparazzo chuckled, and the scar on his face trembled, looking somewhat sinister.
"Coincidence?" Han Zirui frowned and said.
The paparazzo slowly spoke: "Zirui, I have a friendship with your father, technically speaking, I shouldn’t refuse such a small thing."
At these words, both Qiao Mo and Han Zirui’s hearts sank.