Qiao Dehou glanced at him coldly, "Sit down."
Fu Nancheng took his seat and observed Qiao Dehou’s expression.
Though he had been in a coma for a long ti, his complexion was still rosy, and his ntal state seed quite decent, which made Fu Nancheng feel sowhat relieved.
After all, regardless of anything, all signs from the investigation showed that Qiao Dehou had always treated Qiao Mo well, even going so far as to make great efforts to erase evidence of her cris.
Fu Nancheng didn’t hesitate any longer and said candidly, "I want to know the truth from eight years ago."
"Are you referring to the truth about wanting to elope with Xiao Mo?" Qiao Dehou’s gaze fell on his face, carrying a hint of scrutiny.
As soon as the events of those years were ntioned, a flash of anger crossed his eyes.
After all, if not for the man in front of him, so many things wouldn’t have happened later on, and his two daughters...
"Not just about the elopent, but also the fire, the car accident from back then."
Qiao Dehou lowered his gaze and said in a deep voice, "You really did find out."
When he first awakened from his coma, he had been pondering over who was responsible for what had happened to him.
Though it couldn’t be called a malicious act, it was indeed a real injection that made him comatose for months, and the purpose behind this was truly intriguing.
Seeing that he seed not to entirely trust him and appeared to be withholding so information, Fu Nancheng furrowed his brow and spoke directly, "Soone is now holding evidence of Xiao Mo’s cri from eight years ago, attempting to accuse her. I think you are more aware than anyone of what results the consequences will have for Xiao Mo and your grandson once these accusations are established."
Qiao Dehou was slightly taken aback, "Grandson?"
"Yes, he’s almost six months old," Fu Nancheng replied solemnly.
He hadn’t disclosed Yang Peiyun and Qiao Yun’s affairs to Qiao Dehou because, after all, to Qiao Dehou, Qiao Yun and Qiao Mo were both his daughters, and he cherished both of them equally. He worried that after Qiao Dehou knew they were still alive, he would hold things back regarding the events from eight years ago.
Qiao Dehou remained silent for a long while before finally speaking, "Eight years ago, Xiao Mo had been brought ho by for a few years already. However, my mother was harsh, and my siblings were influential, none treating her well. Xiao Mo’s character was much more reclusive than it is now, so I suppose she probably wasn’t happy at ho during that ti."
Qiao Dehou sighed lightly; during that ti, he was busy with his career, so he didn’t pay enough attention to her.
"Later, when you proposed to take her abroad, she agreed to et up. But sohow, Xiao Yun found out about it and told . However, I was overseas and couldn’t return, so I called my mother, asking her to keep an eye on Xiao Mo and not let her leave."
"Back then, I also looked into your situation. Your father had just passed away, and Fu Qingrou brought you ho to take care of you. It was just that you were still quite young then, and might not have understood. But in my view, you beca a pawn in Fu Qingrou and Fu Zhiyuan’s fight over family inheritance, as neither of them had a son. According to the temperant of Fu Zhiyuan’s grandfather, as long as you weren’t too incapable, the family inheritance would doubtlessly be left to you. In my opinion, such a position was nothing short of a perilous situation, and the fact that both you and Xiao Mo were in your teenage years and weren’t stable worried that if she were truly with you, her days might not only be unpleasant but even dangerous."
Fu Nancheng remained silent and didn’t respond; in fact, Qiao Dehou was right.
Aunt Fu Qingrou indeed treated him well when he was little, but she changed drastically after experiencing heartbreak, focusing solely on contending with Fu Zhiyuan for the inheritance.
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