Yu Qianxun smiled at Qiao Mo: "Xiao Mo, what are you talking about? We're good friends…"
Qiao Mo's eyes were slightly damp, but she didn't respond.
Many people knew about the Qiao family's situation, yet few believed it was the doing of the Shen family. After all, the Shen family covered their tracks so well that few would associate them with fraud and murder.
Still, Qianxun had always believed her, and it was impossible not to be moved by that.
"Xiao Mo, how did you meet Mr. Yan?" Yu Qianxun asked softly.
Remembering that domineering figure, Qiao Mo lowered her eyes and said softly, "It's a long story, we can talk in detail later when there's time."
Yu Qianxun hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking again, "Can Mr. Yan help with Uncle Qiao's matter?"
Qiao Mo gently shook her head: "These are people who eat you alive, they won't easily lend a hand."
