Chapter 425 425. Xiaoran’s father’s identity is revealed
The man looked at Qiao An in shock, his face turned gray.
Xinping is not married?
Is it because you can’t forget him?
Qiao An continued: "My mother became pregnant out of wedlock and was ridiculed by the world. She couldn't accept the pressure of public opinion, so she chose to take the child and move away from home."
"In a strange hometown, in order to give her child a nominal father, she made a contract with an uncle. She pretended to be his wife, and her way of repaying the man was to save his bankrupt family business."
"But in the end, she gave birth to a child, but was misunderstood by her first wife. She eventually died in depression. She was only thirty years old that year."
The man's pupils were bloodshot.
"Don't believe her." Rosa woke up at this time and pointed out Qiao An's lie, "She has a father and a mother, and she is the daughter of the Qiao family."
The man looked at Qiao An in surprise, with a suspicious expression on his face. "Qiao An, you don't look like her at all."
Qiao An smiled. "Xinping is my mother, but I am not her daughter. Because, I am her..."
The man's pupils narrowed and he quietly waited for Qiao An's next words.
"Daughter-in-law."
The man looked at Qiao An in shock, the expression on his face was one of disbelief and huge shock.
Qiao An didn't allow him to flinch even a little bit and continued: "Do you know how I figured out your identity?"
"My husband, Huo Xiaoran, shares the same face with you."
The man's fists were clenched and unclenched, then loosened and clenched.
In order to delay time, Qiao An slowly got up and sat down, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Do you know? Brother Xiaoran lost his mother when he was eight years old. How miserable was his life in the Li family?"
"How could the first wife tolerate the mistress's child? They boarded the eight-year-old Xiaoran brother in school and left him to fend for himself. Xiaoran brother witnessed his mother's suicide at a young age. The eight-year-old child
Losing his mother's protection overnight and being abandoned by his unrelated father, his fragile heart could not withstand these blows. So he suffered from terrible depression."
"But fortunately, Brother Xiaoran is very smart, and his teachers and classmates all like him. He was admitted to the top 2 schools in the world. However, his excellent grades could not cure his depression. He began to self-mutilate and commit suicide that year. And I,
It was at the lowest point in his life that I entered his world."
"I almost changed the blood in my body, and I used all my strength to let him feel the sunshine of this world. Only then did he cure his depression."
"And you, at this moment, are destroying the only ray of sunshine in his life. Because of your irresponsibility, you caused Xinping's mother to die young. Now, do you still want Brother Xiaoran to fall into the hell he once was?
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The man is like a lost dog, standing there with his head drooped.
He didn't even know that Xinping gave birth to a child for her.
His name is Xiaoran.
This child can actually be admitted to the top two prestigious schools in the world. How outstanding is that?
Moreover, he started fighting depression at a young age, and he was able to achieve such excellent results in such a difficult environment. How outstanding he is.
"Boss, are you going to be extra merciful to her just because of this story she made up? Don't forget, if we fail to complete the task this time, we will all die." Rosa roared with red eyes.
"Qiao An is a great screenwriter, so you can't believe what she says."
Qiao An stared directly at Rosa, this woman is too scary.
She knew clearly that she was not lying, and she deliberately allowed Xiaoran's father to hide the truth so that he could kill her.
Qiao An glared at the man and said, "If you kill me, there will be no chance of repairing the father-son relationship between Xiaoran and you."
"Don't listen to her nonsense. Her husband doesn't love her that much at all. Every word she says is false."
When the man hesitated, a loud noise suddenly came from outside.
"Rosa, go outside and take a look." The man ordered.
Rosa hesitated a little, her wary eyes lingering on the man and Qiao An.
The man scolded: "Why don't you go quickly?"
Rosa walked outside.
Qiao An held her breath and listened to the movement outside.
Unexpectedly, a revolver suddenly appeared in his arms. Qiao An raised his head in surprise. He saw that the man's expression was completely different from before. At this moment, his eyes were full of infinite kindness.
He knelt down and asked her lovingly: "Can you use a gun?"
Qiao An nodded.
He smiled. "Hide it well. Go back and live a good life with Xiaoran."
Qiao An looked at him blankly.
Qiao An teased him: "You still have some humanity."
The man couldn't help laughing. "Silly girl."
He suddenly put his mouth next to her ear: "Remember, my alarm number ccc."
Qiao An looked at the man in shock.
At this time, the door was suddenly kicked open, and Huo Xiaoran walked in against the light like a gust of wind.
In his hand, he was dragging his windbreaker jacket. At this moment, the coat was covered with blood stains.
"Brother Xiaoran." Qiao An burst into tears.
"An'an, don't be afraid. My husband is here to save you." Huo Xiaoran said.
Xiaoran's father turned to stone at that moment.
His subordinates formed a human barrier to keep Huo Xiaoran at bay.
The man turned around slowly and finally saw his child.
The heroic spirit is compelling, and the jade trees stand in the wind.
Just like when he was young, he had great beauty but was full of energy.
"Beat him." The man ordered.
God knows, his heart is bleeding at this moment.
He has never cared for his son properly in his life. The first time they met, it was such a life-and-death confrontation.
Qiao An's eyes lingered on Huo Xiaoran and the man. She finally saw the demonic man with red eyes under his cold face.
More than a dozen gangsters swarmed up, and Qiao An's heart clenched tightly.
"Brother Xiaoran, be careful."
"Uncle, be careful." Zayn also cried out.
Qiao An was a little confused. Zain had the courage to care about Huo Xiaoran at this time?
Huo Xiaoran's windbreaker is like a weapon infused with power in his hand, flying in the air or rolling in the clouds, accompanying his fierce fists.
Qiao An had only heard about his excellence in martial arts, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he admired him immensely.
He has long hands and feet, quick movements, great strength, and precise punches and kicks. Soon, the gangsters were beaten to the ground by him, groaning.
Qiao An suddenly reminded the dazed man: "Don't leave yet."
The man glanced deeply at Huo Xiaoran for the last time, then broke the window and left.
Huo Xiaoran ran to Qiao An and hugged her tightly. She said with heartache: "An'an, I'm sorry, it's because my husband was late and made you suffer."
