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"Impossible. You must be lying to me! "

Qiao Anyun did not believe Wen Ziqi's words. How could someone like him have a few lines of truth in his mouth? This must be his trap, and he must be plotting something!

"Whether it's true or not, you should be clear in your heart." "Or perhaps you could ask Fu Siming and have him tell you personally."

"I don't believe a word of what you said." With these words, Qiao Anyan ran out of the New Moon Hotel without looking back.

Actually, she was skeptical of Wen Ziqi's words in the depths of her heart at the moment. If she really didn't believe him in the slightest, then she wouldn't have such an intense reaction.

Seeing her reaction, Wen Ziqi knew that his plan had worked, and a proud smile appeared on his face.

After running out of the Crescent, Joanna didn't know where to go.

Come to think of it, she seemed to have everything — lovers, family, friends — but in reality, her parents only thought of her as a tool for the clan's benefits, and her so-called friends were nothing more than friends made out of wine and meat.

The only person who was truly good to her was Fu Siming … Why did things turn out this way?

She wandered aimlessly, and by the time she came to herself, she was at the edge of the river.

The wind by the river was somewhat strong. The howling wind from the river blew the raindrops straight at his face. It was a very uncomfortable feeling, but it caused Qiao An Xia to be incomparably clear-headed.

It was true, and she had to face it. But if what Wen Ziqi said was true, that the truth was that she was the one who killed Fu Siming's grandfather, then how could the current her be peacefully together with Fu Siming?

She sat down on a bench by the river, her mind full of what Wen Ziqi had told her.

Don't save anyone from death... Don't save anyone from death... Why would she do that?

She sat by the riverbank for the entire afternoon. The sky was already dark, but she still didn't have the slightest intention of returning home.

Home? She smiled wryly at the thought. Does she still have a home?

When he arrived home around eight o'clock, he did not see Joanna.

He waited until nearly ten, and when he saw that Joanna wasn't home, he couldn't sit still any longer and called her.

Qiao Yifan picked up his mobile and saw that the caller ID was "Fu Si Ming." His heart couldn't help but tremble.

For a moment she thought of picking up the phone, but then she put it down. Currently, she wasn't prepared to face Fu Siming.

Joanna put the phone back in her bag. What could she say to him now that she had answered the phone?

He called several times, but none of them answered. He could only search the location of her cell phone, which was located near Riverside Park.

Without a moment's delay, he drove out alone to find her.

As they drove up to Riverside Park, he saw a woman sitting on a bench outside the park.

He pulled over to the side of the road and hurried over to stand in front of her.

Then who else could it be other than Qiao Yifan? He wanted to say something, but the reproachful words reached his lips but did not come out.

Fortunately, she was fine.

Qiao Anyun was in a daze with his head lowered. He felt that something had blocked the light from the street lamp and a shadow had blocked her line of sight.

When he raised his head, he saw that the man in front of him was actually Fu Siming.

"What happened?" "Why don't you go home?"

She only stared blankly at the man, but didn't say anything.

When Fu Siming looked at her with a questioning gaze, her gaze was evasive. The rims of his eyes were slightly red, as if he had been greatly wronged. Suddenly, she reached out and hugged him.

"What's going on?"

The woman just tightly hugged him, still didn't speak. No matter how Fu Siming asked, she wouldn't open her mouth.

Finally, the man helplessly said, "Let's go home."

With that, he picked up Johann and placed him on the passenger seat before driving her home.

When he got home, noticing that her hands and feet were still cold and trembling, he carried her to the bathroom.

After being drenched in the rain for so long, although it was not much rain, it was already cold on an autumn night, and it was on the riverside, so Fu Siming was worried that she might catch a cold.

"Take a hot bath and get some sleep. No matter what happens, don't think about it. "

After putting Joanna into the bathtub, she continued to stare at the man in a daze. After a while, she slowly opened her mouth and asked, "Fu Si Ming, do you hate me? "The current me."

When he heard her ask this, he knew that something must have happened to her to make her look so abnormal.

However, since she was unwilling to speak, he was in no hurry to ask. Instead, he would wait for her to calm down before he told her.

Fu Siming shook his head. "I don't hate him."

"Do you hate the old me?"

Fu Siming paused slightly, then fell silent. He thought to himself: You're not that damned woman, how could I hate you?

However, Qiao Anxiao regarded his silence as a tacit agreement and his mood became even more downcast.

"Today, I saw Wen Ziqi." "I saw the will. It was in Wen Ziwei's hands."

He did not show any surprise, as if he had already known that the will was in Wen Ziqi's hands.

A teardrop rolled down his face as he sobbed silently. "Is it true that your grandfather's death is related to me?"

The man was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "This has nothing to do with you. Don't think too much about it. The former Qiao Anxiao had already died in that car accident. The current you, is the new you, do you understand? Those things were done by the dead Qiao Anxiao, not you. "

However, Qiao Yifan didn't think too much about it. He only thought that it was to comfort her. So what if she died once? Could she wash away the sins on her body? She felt so sad that she could barely breathe.

"Don't let your thoughts run wild." He helped her dry, carried her out of the bathroom, and laid her on the bed, his warm kiss falling between her eyebrows. "Rest early," he said.

However, while lying on the bed, Qiao Anxiao did not fall asleep. He just kept his eyes open until dawn. In her heart, she had already decided that she was an unforgivable person.

He lay quietly beside Joanna in the dark and watched her all night.

The next morning, he waited at the dining table for a long time. He didn't see Joanna come down until after eight.

He returned to his bedroom and gently pushed open the door. Seeing that Qiao Anxiao was still asleep, he thought that she must be too tired, so he didn't wake her up. Instead, he called Angel and asked him to take the leave.

Qiao Yifan actually wasn't asleep at all. When he heard the sound of the phone being called, he could not help but shed tears. In truth, Fu Ming had been good enough to her. Although she always thought that this man was arrogant and unreasonable, she knew that she was the one who killed Grandpa Fu Si Ming. It was already a great fortune for her to be able to do this to him.

However … Could she really continue to stay by his side as if nothing had happened?

"Madam, it's lunchtime. Do you want something to eat?" The servant went upstairs and knocked on the door. "If you are tired, I will bring the food to your room."

"No need, I have no appetite."

Joanna lay on the bed, trying to numb herself, forgetting for the moment what had happened to his grandfather.

However, how long could he continue to deceive himself?

The servant, seeing that he could not persuade her, went downstairs.

When it was time for dinner, the servant, seeing that Johann had not woken up yet, went up to knock on the door again and said: "Madam, it's already seven o'clock. You haven't had anything to eat all day, so if you don't have any appetite, you still have to get up to eat, right?"

The door opened from the inside. Qiao Anjiao's face was pale and his lips were bloodless. The servant also said that she was finally willing to eat. Just as she was about to go downstairs to prepare food, she was stopped by a woman.

"Don't be busy, I'm really not hungry." After saying that, Qiao Anxiao closed the door.

When the servant came downstairs and met the butler, he told him that Joanna had not eaten for a day and asked him what he should do.

The butler frowned and thought for a moment. Then he said, "I'll call mister first to see what he has to say."

As soon as he came out of the conference room, he heard Angel say that the butler had called him.

He called back and asked, "What happened?"

During the meeting, he had been worried about Qiao Anzhi's condition. He was somewhat absent-minded, but when the butler called, it was mostly because of her.

"Madam has refused to eat nor did she listen to any persuasion. She has locked herself in her room and refused to come out. We felt that something was wrong and wanted to ask sir about it …"

When Fu Siming heard this, his heart tightened. After hanging up, he immediately had Little Wu drive him home.

"Director Fu, there's going to be a meeting in a while …"

"Cancel!"

Without looking back, Fu Siming turned and left.

An Jie sighed with emotion. He had never seen Boss Fu act like this because of personal matters. For Madam Fu's sake, he had broken many rules.

From the looks of it, even someone with a cold personality like Director Fu could not escape a beauty.

After returning home, Fu Siming directly went upstairs and opened the bedroom door. Seeing that Joanna was lying on the bed, afraid that she would be surprised, he went to the bed quietly, leaned over, and whispered in her ear, "I'm back." "What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?"

Joanna opened her eyes in a daze and stayed up all night. She was really sleepy and had fallen asleep at some point in time. When she saw Fu Siming, her reaction was also indifferent. She replied, "I'm fine. I really have no appetite."

Fu Siming knew that the knot in her heart still couldn't be untied, so he said, "Didn't I tell you not to let your thoughts run wild? That has nothing to do with you. It's all over. "

Looking at her haggard appearance, his heart ached. Hugging her in his arms, he said no more.

Qiao An Xi leaned into the man's embrace. That familiar masculine scent surrounded her, the warmth dispelling the coldness from her body layer by layer. A drop of tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes. How could someone like her be worthy of being treated like this by Fu Siming? He also comforted her, which made her feel even more ashamed.

"Alright." "Be obedient and eat something first."

After a while, a servant came up with hot porridge and put it on the table. The servant closed the door when he went out.

"I really don't want to eat it …"

"No." He sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up the bowl, and scooped a spoonful of congee onto his mouth. "Open your mouth."

The little woman bit her lip, opened her mouth and swallowed.

Just like this, Fu Siming fed him spoonfuls after spoonfuls. As Johann ate and ate, she could not help but feel a little bit of pain in her nose. She took a deep breath to calm herself down.

She ate up the meal and then said to him, "I... I won't think anymore nonsense. Don't worry. "

"Don't punish yourself for the mistakes of others," he said.

However, Qiao Anxian was so immersed in his thoughts that he did not hear the meaning behind his words.

"I think we'll go back to the company tomorrow."

"Are you sure?" He was still worried about her condition.

Qiao Anyun forced out a smile and said to him, "Don't worry, I really have thought it through."

In the end, he agreed to her request and told her to go back to the company for a few things to distract her.

"Go to sleep, it's getting late." He lay down beside her and gently put his arm around her.

She quickly fell asleep in the arms of a man. His embrace was truly very warm.