C267 If the mother's death is related to Xiao Yan.

Along the way, Qiao Mo sat in the backseat of the Bentley. Her expression did not change at all, it was as if she was an emotionless puppet.

Rong Chengmo, who was sitting beside her, indifferently swept her with his gaze, and said: "If you want to cry, just cry."

Qiao Mo's eyes did not even blink. After a while, she only asked calmly, "When did my mother leave?"

"Yesterday morning."

Qiao Mo's pupils slightly contracted, as if she was talking to herself, or perhaps asking Rong Chengmo, "My mother was clearly fine, why did she leave so suddenly?"

Suddenly, she turned and looked at Rong Chengmo. Her eyes were sharp and cold, as if she was sizing him up.

His eyes were filled with suspicion and suspicion.

Rong Chengmo couldn't help but laugh, and said while curling his lips: "Are you suspecting that I might have touched your mother?"

Qiao Mo retorted, "Could it be that it isn't? She was clearly fine, but why did she leave so suddenly? "

Rong Chengmo's amber eyes stared blankly into hers. With a deeper meaning, he said, "Compared to my dislike, isn't Xiao Yan more of a suspect?"

"Impossible!" Qiao Mo rejected it immediately, but after she did, her heart started beating even faster.

Rong Chengmo's gaze grew deeper, "You don't have to deny it so quickly. Whether Xiao Yan has anything to do with this or not.

Even if Qiao Mo and him were at loggerheads or quarreling, in front of outsiders, Qiao Mo would still subconsciously protect Xiao Yan.

"If this is a new method that you are instigating between Xiao Yan and I, then please retract it. Because a provocation like yours, to Xiao Yan and I, is completely meaningless."

Rong Chengmo scoffed, "Am I that childish in your eyes? "Qiao Mo, you are underestimating me too much. It is indeed beneficial for me to provoke you and Xiao Yan, but such a low level method is not my, Rong Chengmo's, style."

Qiao Mo sneered, she did not want to argue with him.

She turned her head and looked out the window. A light drizzle started to fall in Sea City, and the winter rain was extremely chilly. Even though there was a window, Qiao Mo could still feel the coldness that penetrated into one's heart.

After more than twenty hours, Qiao Mo was still unable to accept the fact that Lu Hailan had already died.

She pursed her lips and looked out the window at the night scenery of Seahold. Her eyes were empty but calm. "How did my mother die?"

Rong Chengmo laughed: "Didn't you not trust me? Since you do not trust me, why are you asking me? "

Qiao Mo remained silent.

Rong Chengmo continued, "He was shot in the heart and suffocated to death. When I was sent to the hospital, there was no longer any trace of life. "

Qiao Mo was startled, a spear strike her heart? In the end … Who did it?

At that time, she was already two months pregnant. If not for Rong Chengmo blocking the spear for her, she and the two children in her womb would probably have died.

That time … Lu Hailan personally confirmed that it was done by Xiao Yan.

But Xiao Yan didn't admit it.

Qiao Mo understood Xiao Yan, if he had really done it, no matter how illogical the matter was, he would admit it, but if it wasn't him, who else could it be?

Qiao Mo turned and looked at Rong Chengmo suspiciously.

Was it done by Rong Chengmo?

However, why did he do it? Furthermore, if he had sent someone to shoot at it at that time, why did he block the bullet for her? Qiao Mo remembered that bullet very clearly, if he had missed a few millimeters, it would have hit his heart and died on the spot.

If it was really Rong Chengmo who did it, then taking such a huge risk was really not worth it.

Qiao Mo couldn't wrap her head around it, and the suspicions in her heart grew bigger and bigger.

Rong Chengmo saw her frown and stared at him. He laughed: "Up till now, you still suspect me?"

Qiao Mo only replied coldly, "No matter who it is, I don't believe that Xiao Yan is the one who did this."

Even if Xiao Yan and Lu Hailan had an absolutely irreconcilable hatred, she still believed that Xiao Yan would not do that because he was her mother.

Rong Chengmo laughed thoughtfully and lowered his voice, "Qiao Mo, you should know that when a person makes a certain decision, it is usually for an instant. It's not impossible for Xiao Yan to get rid of your mother. Your mother has always been opposed to your being together with Xiao Yan, and also wants to join hands with me to destroy Xiao's. People all have their own weaknesses. No matter how strong Xiao Yan is, he would be afraid of losing her. "

Qiao Mo's eyelashes trembled, "Ah Yan would not do anything to hurt me because of these reasons."

"If he really loves you, your mother is no doubt an unscheduled bomb to him. Better to get rid of her than to be on tenterhooks."

Qiao Mo bit her lips and retorted, "Xiao Yan would never consider things so inappropriately, if he truly loves me, he would not do anything to my mother. He would also definitely consider things once, and if I knew that he was the one who did this, I might never forgive him again in this life."

Xiao Yan was not a fool, nor was he a merchant who knew how to lose money.

Killing Lu Hailan would not benefit him in the slightest.

"Since you don't believe me, then just wait. One day, the truth and the truth will emerge before your eyes. I hope that at that time, you can still protect Xiao Yan like this. "

Qiao Mo's heart shook violently, and her entire body, all of a sudden, shivered.

She did not know why she suddenly fell into such a state of fear.

Could it be that she had already started to slowly believe that the person who killed Lu Hailan was Xiao Yan?

No ….

"Has my mother's body been disposed of?"

"He left yesterday morning, and by this morning, it had actually been more than 24 hours. Moreover, he was in the hospital when the rescue was ineffective, he was cremated on the spot."

Qiao Mo sighed heavily, and buried her face in her palms.

She looked completely helpless.

She did not even manage to see Lu Hailan's final moments …

Rong Chengmo frowned slightly. In the end, he still extended his hand and patted her shoulder as a consolation, "The deceased is already dead.

… ….

Bin Li stopped in front of the Rong Family Mansion.

Qiao Mo got off the car and saw the memorial hall and memorial service.

Her legs had already turned weak when she was at the door.

The tears that he had held back for a long time had finally begun to flow down silently, as if a gate had been opened.

"Mom …"

… ….

Qiao Mo guarded the mourning hall all night, and did not close her eyes.

It had been more than ten hours and he was already exhausted. However, he had not rested since he had arrived at Seahold.

She was eight months pregnant.

She just knelt in front of the mourning hall without saying a word. It was as if only a few tears had fallen from her eyes. Only her reddened eyes and her pale, paper-like face could see all of her emotions.

Rong Family's butler tried to persuade him a few times to no avail, but Qiao Mo still unyieldingly kneeled on the ground, as if he wanted to atone for his sins.

Rong Chengmo slightly frowned, came down from the study and asked the butler, "How long until Feng Che arrives?"

"Mr Feng is almost there. Sir, Miss Qiao has already knelt in the mourning hall for a long time, she is still pregnant, could something have happened to her? "

Rong Chengmo's gaze coldly fell on the woman kneeling in the middle of the hall, and said to the butler: "I'll take care of this side, you can leave first."

"Yes."

… ….

Rong Chengmo walked behind Qiao Mo and said: "Kneeling like this, to your mother, has no meaning at all. You are pregnant, so you should go down and rest."

Qiao Mo was stubborn, "My problem is none of your business."

"Don't forget, this is my home."

Qiao Mo did not let her breath go short. Instead, she said: "Please rest assured, when my brother arrives, I will bring my mother away from here."

Qiao Mo had always been brooding over the cooperation between Lu Hailan and herself. She had always had her own opinions even though Lu Hailan lived in her house.

"Qiao Mo, perhaps there really is no need to differentiate so clearly between the two of us."

Qiao Mo burned a piece of paper. Amidst the orange light, she laughed coldly, "Mr. Rong's words are really meant to be said by Qiao Mo. She might not dare to touch Mr. Rong, but it's better to be clear about it in the future."

"You're prejudiced against me now, so it won't be too late to talk about it later."

Qiao Mo did not speak anymore. In her heart, her mind was empty. Other than sadness and despair, there were no other emotions.

Qiao Mo did not know when Feng Che would arrive, but if he was slightly later, Qiao Mo really did not know whether she could hold on.

All the collapsed emotions piled up in his heart like a snowflake.

About Lu Hailan, about Xiao Yan …

… ….

Feng Che arrived at the Rong Family Mansion an hour later.

He was covered in dust and had been on the plane for more than ten hours. He rushed over without even closing his eyes.

A man's endurance, or his resistance to pressure, might be stronger than a woman. Or perhaps, they were better at disguising themselves. Even in the face of life and death, they were like a calm wise man.

Once Feng Che arrived, he almost immediately pulled Qiao Mo into his embrace.

His body was still exuding the chilliness of a winter night.

Qiao Mo finally put aside all of her pretense and determination, and opened her mouth to mutter softly, "Big Brother …"

Feng Che's eyes were filled with tears. "I'm sorry, I came late."

Even if he had been separated from Lu Hailan since a young age, blood relatives were still blood relatives.

Qiao Mo leaned into Feng Che's embrace. She was simply too tired, and only felt her heart run out of energy. However, she persisted and said: "Brother, take mom home."

Feng Che nodded. He first greeted Rong Chengmo briefly, and in terms of etiquette, he expressed his gratitude. After that, he carried the bone ash urns and left with Qiao Mo.

… ….

In the carriage, Qiao Mo kept silent.

Feng Che was also silent for a long time, and after seeing Qiao Mo's unsettled state, he finally opened his mouth to ask: "Where is Xiao Yan?"

Xiao Yan, why was he not by her side?

Qiao Mo's face drooped, and under the grey light, she laughed bitterly: "Brother, if Mom's death was related to Xiao Yan, what should I do?"

Feng Che was startled and frowned. "What did you say?"

"I don't know. Rong Chengmo's words are half true and half false. I can't even tell what's real and what's fake. What exactly is Xiao Yan thinking in his heart, I realized, I can't understand it more and more right now … "