927: C927 The Two Injured People

C927 The Two Injured People

Two wounded men.

She had never felt so sad and desperate before. She understood what it was like. She would rather have never been with this man. In the corridor, Yang Lee was discussing something with an assistant. She heard footsteps behind her and could not help but look back. When she saw Zhuang Nuannuan walking towards her, she immediately welcomed her in surprise. "Miss Zhuang, why are you here?"

"Is he here?" Zhuang Nuannuan's voice was stiff and cold.

Yang Lee was stunned. She looked at her expression as if she had cried. She thought, Could it be that President Qiao had quarreled with her and caused a conflict between lovers?

"President Qiao is in the office." Yang Lee still smiled and replied, "Do you need me to inform him?"

"No need. I will go find him myself." After Zhuang Nuannuan finished speaking, she walked past Yang Lee to the door.

Her footsteps seemed to have a kind of force tripping her. Every step was very heavy. If she could choose, she would rather not see him.

However, she wanted to know the answer. She wanted to know why he did this.

Qiao Muze was drinking coffee. His eyes were deep in thought as he looked at the bill on the computer. He had overused his eyes and there was a trace of red in his eyes. However, he did not rest. Instead, he tried his best to maintain his most awake state. He stared at the data and analyzed everything that had happened in the past.

At this moment, the door to his office was pushed open from the outside. His actions were impolite.

His thoughts were interrupted for a moment. He immediately frowned and stared at him with a hint of displeasure.

However, when he saw the girl who walked in, the displeasure in his eyes was immediately replaced by intense joy. He stood up with a smile and was slightly surprised. "Why are you here?"

Zhuang Nuannuan's eyes were cold as she stared at him, as if she was staring at the person she hated the most and hated to the bones.

Qiao Muze's smile turned into surprise and concern. He reached out his hand and wanted to hold her. He asked carefully, "Warm, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Zhuang Nuannuan suddenly burst into tears. She even wanted to slap this handsome face, but she was trembling all over. She did not even have the strength to hit him.

Qiao Muze looked at her tears and immediately panicked. In his panic, he reached out to grab her again, but was blocked by Zhuang Nuannuan. She choked and said angrily, "Don't touch me."

Qiao Muze's hand froze in the air. His eyes were filled with pain and confusion as he looked at the girl with tears in her eyes. His heart was in pain because of her tears.

"Warm, warm, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? Have you been wronged?"

Zhuang Nuannuan looked up. She did not want to hide anything. She also wanted to question him properly, but she really hated him too much. As long as she thought that everything he did was to lie to her, she was in despair.

"Let me ask you... back then, the murderer who killed my parents was your father. Was it done by him? Was it..." Zhuang Nuannuan directly questioned with a roar.

She tightly clenched her teeth and clenched her fists. Tears continuously flowed out. She was sad, desperate, and fragile.

Qiao Muze's head was blank with a bang. Zhuang Nuannuan's question was like a clap of thunder. It made his mind freeze. He did not have any thoughts to accept her question.

Because of this answer, he was also looking for it.

"Warm, who told you?" Qiao Muze's voice was a bit tense and nervous.

Zhuang Nuannuan looked at his eyes and saw the nervousness in his eyes. She took a step back and shook her head. "You just have to tell me whether you are right or not. From the beginning, you approached me. You knew your father was the murderer, right? "You hid beside me and guided me to suspect others. "You wanted me to wait for a murderer who would never appear. You wanted to hide it from me and protect your father for the rest of your life, didn't you?"

Qiao Muze held his breath. He instinctively reached out his hand to do something, but Zhuang Nuannuan shouted, "Don't come near me. I hate you. I hate you, Qiao Muze!"

The words "Qiao Muze" came out through her gritted teeth, causing the man's body to tremble.

"It's not like that." Qiao Muze firmly refuted her words.

"What does it look like?" Zhuang Nuannuan raised her head and stared at him with her teary eyes. In the depths of her tears, she also hid a trace of hope. She also did not want to treat him as an enemy. She was also looking forward to his father not being the murderer. She also wanted to get an explanation from him.

"When I approached you from the beginning, I never had any purpose. I was by your side, and I didn't do anything for my father. " Before I found out the truth, I couldn't guarantee that my father was one of the suspects. However, I'm trying my best to find out the truth. You have to believe me, I've never lied to you. I just want to find out the truth before I tell you. " Qiao Muze's voice. His voice was deep and clear.

Zhuang Nuannuan did not want to hear it because the man on the phone had told her the truth he was looking for.2

"It's your father. It's your father. It's because of the financial crisis six years ago. He took my father to steal taxes for your company and did something against his conscience. So, your father wanted to kill my parents to silence them. He didn't want this matter to be exposed and your company to go bankrupt. " Zhuang Nuannuan said in a hoarse voice. The cruelty of the truth once again tore at her heart. Looking at the man in front of her, her heart hurt even more.

Because even if he was innocent, However, he became the son of the enemy she hated the most. This fact made her heart break even more.

Qiao Muze was stunned. He could not help but ask in a low voice, "Warm, warm, who told you all this?"

Zhuang Nuannuan gritted her teeth and told him the truth, "A friend of my father's who did not want to reveal his name called me and told me all this. Your father is the murderer."

Qiao Muze's heart was stabbed. Could it be that other than his uncle, there was someone else who knew about this?

"Warm, warm, do you know who this person is? What's his name?" Qiao Muze asked anxiously.

Zhuang Nuannuan looked at him with a cold smile. "What do you want? Do you want to find him and force him to shut up? Do you want to make all the witnesses who accuse your father shut up?"

Qiao Muze saw that Zhuang Nuannuan had already confirmed that his father was the murderer. He was really anxious. He also panicked, "Warm up. I don't deny that my father is a suspect, but... This matter still needs to be investigated clearly. If that person has actual evidence, I can accept the accusation. However, what if he is just speaking empty words? Have you thought about it? "

Zhuang Nuannuan took a step back, her tears welling up in her eyes, "What about you? Do you believe that your father is the murderer? When did you know that he is a suspect? Why didn't you tell me? How long do you want to hide it from me? "Do you plan to hide your father's crimes for the rest of your life?"

Qiao Muze had nothing to say to this. He had hesitated to investigate this matter because it was his father.

"Warm, give me time. Let me find out what happened six years ago, and I will give you an explanation." Qiao Muze begged in a low voice.

Zhuang Nuannuan looked out the window and said firmly. "I don't believe you, Qiao Muze. I hate you guys. Let's meet in court! I will definitely bring the murderer who killed my parents to justice."

Qiao Muze's heart was pounding. She hated him.

"What about the days we spent together? Do you really not believe me?" Qiao Muze tried to calm her down.

Zhuang Nuannuan bit her lips. Her tears were like broken pearls staring at him. Even though sadness filled her eyes, the hatred in her eyes was clear.

"If I could, I would rather not know you."

This sentence hurt this man more than any other words. His body trembled and his hand pushed on the table behind him. He looked at her bitterly.

"Just you wait! Everything your father has done, you have to pay the price for it." Zhuang Nuannuan turned around and pushed the door open, wanting to leave.

Qiao Muze suddenly felt a wave of reluctance. He stepped forward and grabbed Zhuang Nuannuan's arm and pulled her into his embrace.

"Give me another chance. Let me find out the truth. Warm, please." This noble man begged her with the most humble tone.

Zhuang Nuannuan's face was pressed against her familiar chest. For a moment, she wished she was a fool and believed in him. However, the hatred of her parents lay between them.

How could she trust the son of her enemy? She pushed him away, "Let go of me. Don't touch me."

With that, she turned around and ran out the door without hesitation.

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