So, it’s my fault?
Qiao Mo showed a wry smile and shrank her neck: No, no... it’s my fault... it’s my fault!
He withdrew his gaze, focusing on Xie Qinghuan.
The woman had large, wavy curls, delicate features, exceptionally sexy.
Xie Qinghuan glanced at him and spoke again: "Qiao Xiaomo, you haven’t introduced him yet; who’s this level-two cripple?"
Qiao Mo’s eye twitched, is she going to ask every ti they et who he is?
Fu Nancheng also couldn’t bother with the cripple or not issue, and likewise focused his gaze on Qiao Mo.
Qiao Mo felt distressed.
Yesterday’s answer seed to have made soone dissatisfied.
Today, if she made soone dissatisfied again, she could almost foresee how she’d die...
"He... he is... a good friend of mine."
As soon as Qiao Mo spoke, she distinctly sensed the gaze beside her growing a bit colder.
Instantly felt like crying without tears.
But the issue is... what does he want her to say?
Imdiately, she gently added: "Just that kind of very good... good friend."
Xie Qinghuan nodded thoughtfully: "How good? Good enough to sleep in the sa bed?"
Qiao Mo’s cheeks turned slightly red, she softly acknowledged, quickly changed the topic: "Mm."
"Qinghuan, did you bring the stuff after all?"
Fu Nancheng snorted softly, seeing her response, his expression softened a bit, and he didn’t pursue Xie Qinghuan’s previous ridicule further!
When it ca to the main topic, Xie Qinghuan’s face turned serious.
She took out a wooden box.
The box was filled with soft satin, and covered with a layer of black velvet.
On the velvet lay quietly a piece of white jade the size of a baby’s palm.
The jade was clear and flawless, without any carvings or patterns, seeming untouched by sculpting.
Qiao Mo frowned slightly, taking the jade in her hand.
Cool to the touch, smooth and sleek, incredibly pleasant.
Qiao Mo examined it repeatedly, but her brows furrowed: "Is there only this one?"
"Yes, just this one piece of white jade."
Qiao Mo was sowhat puzzled: "Back then, when Shen Ling approached , he clearly said the jade was engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns; why is there nothing on this one?"
Xie Qinghuan also frowned, remaining silent.
Fu Nancheng reached out and took the jade, using his phone’s flashlight to shine on it.
Suddenly, fine and dense patterns erged on the jade, resembling intertwining jade bands.
"Strange, dad said I should take this Jade Pendant to find Shen Ling, and he would definitely agree." Qiao Mo couldn’t quite grasp the crucial point.
Fu Nancheng gently rubbed the jade with his fingertips, and after a few seconds, his gaze deepened, he spoke: "You just take it to Shen Ling."
"Hm?"
"Presumably, Shen Ling was unsure if the Jade Pendant was at the Qiao family, so he made up the dragon and phoenix pattern to test you. If Qiao Dehou knows the reason for him wanting the Jade Pendant, this jade pendant wouldn’t be wrong."
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, but felt a bit more assured hearing his explanation.
Not long after obtaining the Jade Pendant, Qiao Mo arranged a eting with Shen Ling.
Just as Fu Nancheng had said, upon seeing the Jade Pendant, Shen Ling’s eyes sparkled, showing no sign of dissatisfaction.
After Shen Ling had the white jade verified by an expert, Qiao Mo entrusted a third-party agency to sign a confidential agreent with Shen Ling, in which Shen Ling agreed to and his testimony in the Qiao Dehou murder case.
A few days later, the second trial for the Qiao Dehou murder case began.
Shen Ling, cunning and treacherous, originally had no intention to and his testimony, but unexpectedly, Han Zirui suddenly brought up the news about the forensic examiner’s murder from back then.
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