novelraw Chapter 334 Between Love and Not Love (11)
Chapter 334 Between Love and Not Love (11)
After speaking, Qiao Mo turned around and went back to the bedroom.This time, she gently closed the door.
Because she needed some quiet.
She didn’t know what was going on with her. Just the thought of that possibility made her unaccountably uncomfortable.
Fu Nancheng stood outside the door looking at the tightly closed door, and also fell silent.
Early the next morning, the two went to the prison holding Qiao Dehou without a word.
In the waiting room, the two sat on one side of the silvery table. Qiao Mo clasped her hands on the table, her palms full of damp sweat, inexplicably nervous.
Fu Nancheng also lowered his gaze slightly, his thin lips pressed together.
The atmosphere in the room was serious and somber.
Not long after, Qiao Dehou, wearing a blue-gray prison uniform, wobbled into the room. When he caught sight of Qiao Mo and Fu Nancheng, his small eyes deepened a few degrees, leaving only two bright slits on his chubby face.
"Why does our baby look so down? Did someone make you upset?" As soon as Qiao Dehou sat down, he side-stepped one leg onto the chair.
With a gentle voice, a somewhat absent-minded Qiao Mo felt a tremor within her heart and looked up at her long-unseen father.
"Dad."
Qiao Dehou smiled, resembling a Maitreya Buddha, and glanced obliquely at Fu Nancheng.
At this moment, Fu Nancheng also raised his gaze to meet him, and the two’s eyes met in the room, like a clash of lightning and thunder.
A flash of light appeared suddenly, bright enough to be astonishing.
One was dark and cold, unfathomable.
In a brief exchange, it seemed they collided with invisible cold spears! Even the air was trembling.
A few seconds later, Qiao Dehou withdrew his gaze and spoke jovially: "Xiao Mo, changing boyfriends again? This time is not as good as the last one..."
Upon hearing this, Fu Nancheng’s brow furrowed instinctively. He squinted slightly, his eyes full of chill.
The last one?
Who else did she bring here?
Jiang Jinghao...?
Thinking of that, his aura became even colder, carrying an air of forbidding coldness.
Qiao Mo was also taken aback. The last one?
Is he referring to Han Zirui...?
But she and Han Zirui were just friends, and he is a lawyer.
Qiao Mo originally wanted to explain, but catching a glimpse of Fu Nancheng, who remained silent, she fell into silence again.
If she is not the person he is looking for, presumably he wouldn’t care.
Remembering the purpose of this visit, Qiao Mo drooped her head like a wilting eggplant.
Meanwhile, Fu Nancheng continued to scrutinize Qiao Dehou before him, recalling the white jade Qiao Mo had been entrusted to give to Shen Ling, finally realizing that this time meeting him confirmed he was also scheming against Shen Ling.
True wisdom appears as foolishness, and that seems to aptly describe the man before him.
Compared to the seemingly cunning and elegant Shen Ling, he likely stands on equal ground.
In the room, none of them spoke, and compared to the relaxed and jovial Qiao Dehou, Qiao Mo and Fu Nancheng seemed more like two criminals awaiting sentence.
A few minutes later, Qiao Dehou finally sat up straight, looked at Qiao Mo and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo, did you come today to read fortune for your dad?"
Qiao Mo raised her head to look at Qiao Dehou, about to speak but hesitated.
After pondering for a few moments, she said, "Dad, which orphanage did you bring me back from?"
Qiao Dehou furrowed his brows: "Orphanage?"
"Called Hong—Hongqi, right... next to Yunfeng Square."
Qiao Mo said softly: "Red Star Orphanage?"
"Oh, right. That’s Red Star. Why do you think of asking about that?" Qiao Dehou’s gaze grew probing. After furrowing his brows and looking at Qiao Mo, his eyes landed on Fu Nancheng.