In the darkness, Bai Youyuan's face was somewhat obscured, making it hard to see clearly.
He didn't answer, just turned his head and walked away.
Bai Youyuan and Ye Huang's men retreated, leaving only Princess Lucy on the coastal road. She looked around and felt scared, hurriedly got in her car, and left.
Anyway, it doesn't matter who killed Qiao Ming, as long as she can get rid of the suspicion.
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Hai An City, Qing Family
Qing Jian stayed by his mother's bedside. Madam Qing was a delicate and beautiful woman, who had been bedridden ever since her husband passed away a few years ago. Qiao Fenglian took pity on her and brought her from Bincheng in country A to the old house for recuperation.
To care for his autistic sister, Qing Jian rarely came here, and his contact with his mother was mostly through phone calls and video chats.
"Qing Jian... you're back..." Madam Qing slowly opened her eyes, looking at Qing Jian.
