The relentless questioning was giving her a headache. Qiao Mo’s face was already pale, and under the siege and questioning of so many people, she felt almost suffocated.
Yet she happened to be injured, moving slowly, so much so that she hadn’t managed to take many steps.
"Xiao Mo, how are you?" Seeing her pale face, Xie Qinghuan asked worriedly.
Qiao Mo gently shook her head, indicating that she was fine.
Xie Qinghuan and Jing Hao exchanged a glance, both nodding.
Then, Xie Qinghuan said to the reporters, "Qiao Yun is the real howrecker, the one who is so-called a substitute!"
As soon as Xie Qinghuan spoke, many dia outlets frantically turned their caras toward her, continuing to throw questions one after another.
Seeing that she had drawn away more than half of the attention, Jing Hao took off his coat and draped it over Qiao Mo, picking her up in his arms.
"Hold on tight to ," he said in a low voice.
His coat covered Qiao Mo’s face. Leaning in his arms, Qiao Mo gently lowered her eyes, her gaze becoming a bit misty. Why was it that the person who could give her warmth at such a ti was never him?
Qiao Mo remained obediently silent, afraid of causing Jing Hao more trouble. After all, at such a ti, he was still taking care of her, and it probably wouldn’t do much good to his reputation either.
Finally, half an hour later.
With the help of security, Jing Hao finally managed to get Qiao Mo to the car.
The two of them didn’t even have ti to wait for Xie Qinghuan; Jing Hao started the car and drove off first.
Qiao Mo turned her head to look out the window, recalling the question the reporters had just asked.
’Miss Qiao, do you think this car accident was an accident or deliberate?’
Accidental or deliberate?
Qiao Mo gently lowered her eyes, the scene from that day surfacing in her mind again.
At first, the car that rushed out seed to head straight for her, but Shi Liu shielded her at that mont. By then, most of the cars had already slowed down to detour, given that an accident had occurred ahead.
Yet, unexpectedly, another car rushed out from behind her.
This forced her to believe that it was a deliberate accident targeted at her.
It was like a smokescreen tactic, first diverting Shi Liu’s attention, but the real target was her.
"Jing Hao, have they caught the driver responsible for the accident?" Qiao Mo asked softly.
"They’ve caught them. They are all being interrogated at the police station. I’ve also been there a few tis lately, and I estimate they will be sentenced soon," Jing Hao replied gently.
These days, he had made many trips, firmly believing from the surveillance footage that it was a preditated accident.
Yet, the two drivers kept their mouths tightly shut, refusing to admit being instructed by anyone.
He investigated their accounts and found that recently a large sum of money had indeed appeared, but the other party was cautious, laundering the money through a shell company, making it a legitimate inco for both.
He went to investigate that shell company, but the registration was overseas, and after going around in circles, he still hadn’t figured out who was behind it.
Seeing him speak like this, Qiao Mo asked no further questions.
She knew that if he found sothing, he would tell her. She was afraid that if she pressed further, it would add more pressure on him, causing him more trouble.
The car drove slowly, and about an hour later, it entered a residential area.
"The apartnt is on the seventh floor, there’s an elevator. My place is in the neighboring complex, about a fifteen-minute walk away. If anything happens, it’s good to have soone looking out for you."
Qiao Mo nodded, "Thank you."
He remained silent, helping her out of the car and taking her to see the rented apartnt.
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