Lu Moqing’s heart ached greatly, as he applied the dicine onto her while expressing his distress:
"Next ti, leave the fighting to the bodyguards."
Qiaoxu said nothing, remaining silent for a while before finally speaking:
"Let them bring Zhang Yang in."
Lu Moqing looked at her worriedly, nodded, and ordered soone to bring Zhang Yang in.
At this mont, Zhang Yang had been beaten by Qiaoxu to a pulp, his eyes swollen to slits. Through these cracks, he looked at the couple standing in front of him from the Lu family.
The emotion Lu Moqing emitted was not outwardly visible, but even without looking at him, Zhang Yang could feel the overwhelming pressure coming from him - an intensity even more frightening than the chilling gaze at which Qiaoxu was directly staring at him.
He was already terrified by Qiaoxu’s beating, and at this mont, when faced with the force emanating from Lu Moqing, he involuntarily stepped back.
He huddled behind the bodyguard, pleading under his breath.
Deep within Qiaoxu’s eyes, a cold light reflected. In the next mont, she was seen smiling.
Her face and eyes showed no emotion, and thus, when the corners of her mouth curled upwards, it was particularly dreadful – reminiscent of a ghastly apparition, causing his heart to race.
"Your mom told you are supposed to go study at Yale University as an exchange student?"
Qiaoxu’s tone was unhurried, but every word she said sounded like a sentence pronounced upon Zhang Yang.
He saw the pupils in Qiaoxu’s eyes darkening. The words, ice-cold, popped out of her mouth, one by one.
"Do you think, do you still have a chance?"
Zhang Yang’s heart shook at her words.
"Zhang Yang, right now, there are only two paths for you. The first, you can choose not to confess anything, in which case I will ensure, you and your family will wallow in misery for a lifeti. Or choose the second path, confess everything, and I will only make sure you alone suffer."
Her tone was calm as she announced Zhang Yang’s life verdict.
Zhang Yang knew that the words spoken by Qiaoxu were not empty threats, not only because of her status as Mrs. Lu, but also as a mber of the Qiao family. He knew his life was over.
At this mont, he was filled with regret for choosing 5 million over the rest of his life.
If he had simply gone to Yale for his studies, with his public expense quota and full scholarship, his life in the U.S. would not have been troubleso.
But he, blinded by the allure of an impossible amount, has gambled and lost his future.
He wanted to plead for rcy, but faced with Qiaoxu’s icy and unyielding gaze, he was too frightened to speak.
After a long ti, and seeing the growing impatience on Qiaoxu’s face, he finally made up his mind and said:
"I’ll confess, I’ll confess. But after I’ve confessed, can I return to school?"
He saw Qiaoxu smiling. There was still no emotion in her face, only the corners of her mouth slightly turned up.
"Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear what I said about the two paths you had?"
aning, there is no room for negotiation.
Qiaoxu picked up the investigation report earlier handed to her, tapped it slightly, and said:
"Everything I wanted to know is in here. Whether you confess or not doesn’t hold much significance to . I was rely giving you a chance to atone. But since you don’t want it, then forget it."
After finishing, she walked out without any hesitation. As she said earlier, Zhang Yang’s confession held no significance for her at all.
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