Qiao An considered whether she should tell these complicated love and hatred in flashback or narration in order to be more convincing.
After all, the things that have happened to her in the past few years are so thrilling, and there is another incident that is even more ridiculous. Her story could be written into a book.
If she tells it, will he really believe it?
Qiao An looked into Huo Xiaoran's expectant eyes and asked him tentatively: "If the Lu family applies for an appeal for Li Changhai, will you support her?"
Huo Xiaoran saw the expression in Qiao An's eyes that clearly didn't trust him, and he smiled bitterly. "Qiao An, I wish Li Changhai died. Only then will your sense of security be restored."
Qiao An was slightly stunned...
In fact, her sense of security was not destroyed by Li Changhai alone. It's just that there are some things that she can't say or dare not say.
However, Huo Xiaoran thought about her so much that Joanna's last defense fell apart.
She finally bravely confided her feelings to him: "Brother Xiaoran, actually I have always liked you..."
Huo Xiaoran frowned and interrupted her: "Do you just like it?"
Qiao An: "..."
Does this guy want to be so serious?
"Well, actually, I have always loved you secretly. Except for the three years when I was abroad. During those three years, I lived with hatred for you."
Huo Xiaoran felt chills all over his body. He still remembered that when Qiao An first returned to China, she looked at him with anger. She always spoke to him with a gun and a stick. At that time, he thought she had suffered a serious injury from Li Zecheng.
The grievance caused her character to become distorted.
Now I know that such hatred was deliberately directed at him.
Huo Xiaoran's expression became obviously unnatural, and his fingertips trembled. In order to cover up his panic, he took out a pack of cigars and lit it with trembling hands.
"Why?" He took a deep breath of cigarette, and the nicotine seemed to numb his chill. Only then could he muster the courage to ask her why.
Qiao An said: "Don't you know?"
Huo Xiaoran smiled stiffly: "Is it because I was drunk and forced myself on you regardless of your wishes?"
This incident was an insurmountable hurdle in Huo Xiaoran's heart. Every time he thought of the scene where Qiao An swallowed the abortion pill, he felt like the executioner who had killed Qiao An's beauty.
If he could, he just wanted to keep this matter in his heart for the rest of his life. Who knows, Qiao An would just pick up the pot.
The atmosphere was tense, and Xiaoran's heartbeat was racing. He seemed casual, but God knew how nervous he was at the moment.
It wasn't until he saw Qiao An's head shaking slightly that Huo Xiaoran's hanging heart fell to the ground. The huge stone weighing on his heart was removed. Huo Xiaoran's breathing finally became smoother.
However, he was extremely curious. If it wasn't that thing, then he couldn't remember the reason why Qiao An hated him?
"You really don't hate me about that?" he asked in disbelief.
Qiao An looked at him with a serious expression and said: "Being able to spend a good night with a handsome guy like you is something that many women can't hope for."
She had a somewhat teasing tone, but it made Huo Xiaoran feel relieved.
"Then why do you hate me?" He was puzzled.
Qiao An drooped her eyelids, with a hint of shame in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Brother Xiaoran, I misunderstood you."
"What did you misunderstand me?"
The shame in Qiao An's eyes was replaced by anger: "It was Li Changhai who hit me with his car at the airport three years ago. When I was unconscious, he deliberately provoked our relationship. He said you ordered him to hit me." Qiao An's voice
Getting younger and younger, "I was in a daze at that time, so I took his words seriously."
Huo Xiaoran's face was as white as rice paper, and his fingertips dug into his flesh.
Qiao An continued: "Brother Xiaoran, you don't know how difficult my life was during that time. The harder it was, the more I hate you."
She did not tell Huo Xiaoran the hardships she went through in order to successfully give birth to his child despite all the trauma.
She didn't want Huo Xiaoran to feel guilty or sad. She just had to bear the suffering alone.
Huo Xiaoran's eyes instantly filled with bloodshot eyes, like a blooming blood lotus. It made him look extremely charming.
It took him a long time to digest this terrible fact. After all, he is a calm and self-possessed man. His heart was in turmoil, but his face was calm and he asked: "So, you didn't reject my date for no reason three years ago?" p>
Qiao An was shocked and said: "I didn't break the appointment. I waited for you for a long time, but you didn't come. Then Li Changhai bumped into me... and I passed out."
Huo Xiaoran captured the terrible truth: because only he and Qiao An knew the agreed place, Li Changhai bumped into Qiao An and blamed him. Qiao An naturally believed Li Changhai's words and concluded that he instigated Li Changhai to bump into him.
She.
Huo Xiaoran was not stupid. He immediately realized that Li Changhai knew Qiao An's whereabouts not because of him. It was because Li Changhai had been following Qiao An for some time.
From this point of view, Li Changhai's motive for murdering Qiao An existed three years ago.
But three years ago, why did Li Changhai murder Qiao An?
"Why did he want to harm you three years ago?" Huo Xiaoran asked Qiao An.
Qiao An said: "I didn't know the answer originally. But now, I seem to have some clues." Qiao An looked at Huo Xiaoran, with a gentle smile in her beautiful eyes.
Huo Xiaoran was inexplicably moved.
Qiao An leaned forward, looked into Huo Xiaoran's gentle and doting eyes, and said, "It's your fault."
"Blame me?" Huo Xiaoran was dumbfounded.
Qiao An said: "Your love for me is my life-saving talisman."
The tenderness and doting in Huo Xiaoran's eyes instantly turned into endless anger.
Qiao An said: "But these are all my speculations, I have no evidence."
But in Huo Xiaoran's opinion, it is well-founded and the evidence is conclusive.
He finally understood why Qiao An monitored Lu Mo.
Because she had long suspected that Li Changhai hurt her at the instigation of Lu Mo.
"Brother Xiaoran..."
Qiao An suddenly grabbed Huo Xiaoran's hand and begged him humbly for the first time: "Brother Xiaoran, I suspect that she deliberately created many misunderstandings between us in order to get you. Please don't marry her, okay?"
Good?"
There was a soft smile in Huo Xiaoran's eyes. He liked the current Qiao An. He trusted him, relied on him, and couldn't live without him.
"No, her wedding and I will go ahead as usual."
Qiao An's hand placed on Huo Xiaoran's palm was every inch cold.
She stood up suddenly: "You still don't believe me?"
Huo Xiaoran looked into Qiao An's frightened deer-like eyes. He stood up, patted her head gently and said, "An'an, I believe you."
Qiao An looked at him doubtfully.
Huo Xiaoran said: "The things you mentioned were Li Changhai's fault. I promised Lu Mo that I would give her a wedding."
Qiao An was enveloped in a sense of powerlessness, and she said decadently: "Why should I tell you this?"
She condemned herself and walked inside in despair.
