novelraw Chapter 683 - 693 Follow-up (5)
Chapter 683 - 693 Follow-up (5)
Ten minutes later, Qiao Mo closed the box in her hand and placed it on the back seat, not planning to eat anymore.Typically, she didn’t have much of an appetite in the morning, but now, because she was pregnant, she had to eat something, otherwise, she would soon feel extremely hungry.
Just as she had put everything in place, Fu Nancheng handed her another bottle of water.
Qiao Mo glanced at him and took it.
At that moment, a car suddenly dashed out from a lateral road ahead, and Fu Nancheng slammed on the gas pedal. The tires screeched against the paint, and the car came to a sudden halt.
Qiao Mo uncontrollably lurched forward, and the water bottle in her hand slipped down to her feet.
"Are you okay?" Fu Nancheng grabbed her shoulder, with a trace of concern in his eyes.
It was just a sudden stop, so nothing major happened.
Qiao Mo shook her head at him, then looked up at the car that had just sped out unexpectedly. It was moving very quickly, not even noticing the traffic lights, and had already disappeared from sight in an instant.
Fu Nancheng also frowned, but from his judgment, the other party was probably from a wealthy family and shouldn’t have been deliberately targeting them.
Qiao Mo collected herself, bent down, and picked up the water.
But as her fingertips touched the bottle, her gaze fell on a red earring that had fallen beside it.
The earring was small, yet the red gemstone on it was bright, obviously meant for a woman.
Qiao Mo stared at the earring, her mind blank.
Why was there a woman’s earring in his car?
Did he give another woman a ride home?
Or had someone else been sitting in his passenger seat...
Qiao Mo gently picked up the earring, holding it in her palm.
The back of the earring was bent, and now it was somewhat deformed as if it had been snagged, causing the back pin to unhook and fall.
But... how could a woman’s earring get caught on her clothes?
Unless it had been caught on someone else’s body.
And that person...
Qiao Mo turned her head to look at Fu Nancheng, her eyes slightly stinging.
She didn’t dare to think, didn’t dare to imagine what might have happened in the car.
Obviously, Fu Nancheng had also noticed her discomfort, his gaze falling on the earring in her palm, his face taking on a few degrees of coldness.
Qiao Mo feigned calmness, speaking softly: "It seems to be an earring."
He remained silent.
Qiao Mo’s nose tingled with sourness, and she asked again: "Do you know whose it is?"
His cheeks tightened, but he didn’t speak.
Qiao Mo let out a mocking laugh, placed the earring on the dashboard, her voice turning a few degrees colder: "Stop the car."
Fu Nancheng remained silent, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
"Stop the car!" Qiao Mo’s voice rose a few notches.
But he acted as if he hadn’t heard, the car still speeding along, going even faster.
Qiao Mo scoffed coldly, choosing not to speak with him further.
Only after over twenty minutes did the car finally stop in front of Qiao Mo’s company.
As soon as the car came to a complete stop, Qiao Mo reached for the car door.
Fu Nancheng yanked her arm, pulling her to face him: "Xiao Mo."
Qiao Mo was in pain from his grip, her white suit developing a few wrinkles.
She looked at him with reddened eyes but no tears: "I’ll ask one more time, whose earring is it?"
His lips parted slightly, seemingly with much to say to her yet unable to start.
In the end, he just softly said: "You won’t want to know."
"I want to know," Qiao Mo insisted with some stubbornness.
He looked directly into her eyes, and after a few seconds, finally spoke: "It’s Qiao Yun’s."