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Chapter 940: At stake 3

Qiao Mingzhu looked at her: "Are you really not blaming him at all?"

"It was weird at first, but then I think about it, Meng Qingyue played such a big chess game to avenge you and my mother, and the third uncle is just her **** for revenge? Why do we want to be loved ones to avenge? What's faster?"

Qiao Mingzhu lowered her head, afraid to look at her beautiful eyes.

Tears fell drop by drop, no matter what, it was beyond control.

"Auntie, I know, you feel guilty, but those things Meng Qingyue said before her death, including what she wanted to do, weren’t all that prevented you and my mother from going back to the beginning and breaking our relationship? You are now , Is stepping into her trap step by step."

Qiao Mingzhu stiffened slightly.

How could she not know that this is the brilliance of Meng Qingyue.

Even if she knew, she still walked into the trap.

"I was taken away. At the beginning, I had been planning for a long time, and I couldn't prevent it. No wonder the third uncle, he made you mistake Liao Mengyao for cousin... He just thought I was dead. At that time, for him, it was indeed the best of both worlds. Way."

After that, Tang Yaoyao reached out her hand to hold her face, and gently wiped her tears: "The third uncle is also in pain. The punishment for these years is enough. Mom can't bear your sister, and I can't bear it either. You relatives, and grandpa, he also has regrets."

As she said, she was a little moved, her voice choked for a moment, and then asked: "After the truth is revealed, grandpa is also in guilt and pain. Auntie, only you can make our family better again."

Qiao Mingzhu never thought that these words of such a cure were actually spoken by a 20-year-old girl from Tang Yaoyao.

Once, she hated her father, but now she found that her father also started with love. Isn't the subsequent break the result of Meng Qingyue's plan?

The tip of the heart trembled slightly: "Your grandfather, how is he?"

Tang Yaoyao did not answer directly, but said softly: "He is waiting for you to call him father again."

Hearing, Qiao Mingzhu finally couldn't hold back, sobbing.

She knew the feeling of losing her beloved daughter too much, as if a knife pierced the heart, stirring, making a heart bruised all over.

She is the child's mother and father's daughter.

Tang Yaoyao stretched out her hand and hugged her in her arms: "It's fine to cry, Sanyi, in fact, no matter whether it is the third uncle or grandfather, neither of them has any major fault. It's just a perspective. Meng Qingyue suffered. Punishment, we should be good."

Qiao Mingzhu hugged her tightly, even if she was crying, she still kept her voice down as much as possible.

Finally, with a hoarse voice, he said, "Qiao Yong is dead, right?"

Tang Yaoyao was startled slightly, but she didn't expect her to say so.

Qiao Mingzhu looked at her slowly, her eyes flashing for a while: "I'm coming here so late, what's the matter with your hair?"

At this moment, she lamented Sanyi's cleverness.

That's right, the third aunt used two simple sentences to drive Meng Qingyue and Liao Mengyao to death. Now, it is not difficult to guess what is her purpose for coming here late at night?

Seeing the subtle emotions in her eyes, Qiao Mingzhu burst into tears, breathing heavily, and muttered, "Meng Qingyue and Liao Mengyao will die if they are poisoned. How can Qiao Yong be an exception?"

"Sanyi..."

Her voice trembled: "These days, I hide in the room and see no one. Apart from the guilt for you and the Fu family, I am also unwilling to face the poisoned Qiao Yong. You said, I should hate him for being so cheating. I, or pity him to support everything alone, or am I unwilling to bear the bad news of this man's death?"

When she said these things, she calmed down, and gradually stopped crying: "No one wants to lose a child or a husband, but these things happened like this."

When Tang Yaoyao listened, she felt a little moved in her heart: "Auntie, do you still love him?"

This time, she was not asking about hate.

This question is too cruel for Sanyi.

Qiao Mingzhu looked at her and said in a low voice: "I have experienced so many winds and rains together. I don't love it. It's just self-deception. It's because I love too much that I feel guilty and don't know how to face you."

Hearing that, Tang Yaoyao stretched out her hand, hugged her again, and said in a very calm and gentle voice in her ear: "Since it is love, then don't hate it. Both my mother and I hate it. Those who are gone, cherish those who are left, okay?"

Without waiting for her answer, she continued: "Go and see him for the last time, okay?"

If you can leave no regrets in your life, try not to leave them.

"okay."

Tang Yaoyao burst into tears and laughed, because she always felt that issuing a critical illness notification would not necessarily mean one hundred percent death.

Maybe the third uncle who has no desire to survive will wake up when he hears the voice of the third aunt?

After that, she took Qiao Mingzhu downstairs.

When Qin Song saw Qiao Mingzhu, his holding heart finally fell.

The two got into the car.

Qin Song rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible.

At this moment, Qiao Mingzhu lost her former weakness, she walked fast, her eyebrows were firm.

She thought, how could Qiao Yong take care of her for most of her life because of all kinds of hope and love, so why would he be willing to leave her at the last second of his life?

Always meet.

He was in the hospital and experienced pain for a whole month, but he still lingered.

Just to keep a breath and meet her.

Going up the stairs, walking through the long corridor, finally came to the intensive care unit.

Qiao Yanzhi, Fu Sinan, and Qiao Yuzhou were all standing at the door, hearing footsteps, turning their heads together.

When Qiao Yanzhi saw her sister walking quickly, her eyes were red, and she quickly stepped forward and hugged her tightly: "Pearl."

Qiao Mingzhu's voice trembled: "Sorry, sister, I worried you."

After that, she let go of her sister, all the affection in her eyes, choked up: "Go and see him."

Qiao Mingzhu nodded: "Yeah."

Qiao Yuzhou looked at her haggard but firm, excited but not at ease. He rarely saw such a mother: "Mom."

Qiao Mingzhu stretched out her hand and gently touched her son's cheek, her eyes low and full of dismay: "Sorry."

Qiao Yuzhou shook his head: "Mom, Dad will survive."

She just nodded slightly, without saying too much.

Then she changed into sterile clothes and followed the doctor in.

Tang Yaoyao looked at her back, at that moment, she suddenly felt that beneath the surface of tenderness was a determination that could not be described in words.

Looking at the third aunt who was walking in through the glass window, although the curvature of the corner of her mouth was not very obvious, she could clearly feel it, it was a calm smile.

It took about ten minutes before she slowly felt the meaning of this smile, her heart beating wildly.