Chapter 180 The Truth (1)

"Five years ago? Maybe even longer." Qian Zhemian's tone was soft and slow, "You want to ask me how I can be worthy of Qin Yelan when I look like this? It's a pity that between me and him, I was never the one who matched him. He is the right match for me, or in other words, we are evenly matched now."

"No, I want to ask, does the Qin family master know that you are like this? You must know that Yin'er has never smoked." Qian Qingliang patted the table.

The phone beeped and she glanced at it.

It was sent by Xiulian, and there were three pictures in total.

After reading it, her eyes suddenly became cold and stern, but she quietly raised her eyelids and looked down at Qian Qingliang across from her.

"Recognize your current identity. Whether I smoke or not has nothing to do with you. Qin Yelan has no right to care about whether I smoke or not." Qian Zhemian lit the ashes of her cigarette. Through the smoke, her eyes were so cold that she said, "Qian Sheng It’s true that Yin doesn’t smoke, she smokes du.”

"What did you say? Don't slander her!" Qian Qingliang stood up angrily, "Unfilial daughter!"

"Guess what message I just received?" Qian Zhemian put out his cigarette, his voice a little hoarse, "I know Qin Yelan won't let you suffer, so you can enjoy the rest of your life here. "

She stood up and said, "Five minutes are up. Goodbye. Soon, you will be able to see your baby girl."

"As for Qianjia..." She walked further and further, and her voice drifted into Qian Qingliang's ears, "Grandma is from the Lancelot family, so you should be the one to marry, not grandma. In this case, from today on, There are no more thousands of families in the spiritual kingdom.”

"What did you say? Stop! Tell me clearly!" Qian Qingliang hurriedly stood up and opened the iron door, but he was a step too slow.

"Qian Lao." A few minutes later, Qin Yelan's voice came through the door, "Mo Mo asked me to tell you that she felt unworthy of the death of her father, my father-in-law. If she could do it all over again, she would Her father will not be allowed to leave her mother, after all, it will only be you who die."

Outside the door, her black suit was blown up by the wind, making her stand out, giving her an inexplicable feeling of desolation.

Also, his father has been fighting for so many years to ban drugs, but in the end he was betrayed by his own grandfather, and even his nominal aunt was addicted to drugs. Who would feel better about this?

"Mo Mo, let's go back to Lingcheng." Qin Yelan calmed down, walked behind her, patted her shoulder, reached out and looked at the cigarette in her hand, "Stop smoking, go back."

"Well, the flight ticket has been booked. You go to the car and sit and wait for me." Qianzhe Mian looked at him with a comforting look, "Let me take a few more puffs."

"There's nothing we can do about you." Qin Yelan touched her head, "Don't smoke too much."

"Yeah." Qian Zhemian looked at him with squinted eyes. The moment he turned around, he expressionlessly pressed the unextinguished cigarette butt into the palm of his hand.

The cigarette butt instantly burned a gash in her palm, and the wound immediately became red and swollen, with a slight bloodshot overflowing.

She ignored it and pressed the cigarette butt harder and harder into her palm. Until the cigarette butt went out, she walked to the roadside. When passing by the trash can, she threw the extinguished cigarette butt in, and opened the car door with her left hand gracefully. Stuff it into your pocket without revealing anything strange.

"Shuangchen, drive." Qin Yelan ordered, turning to look at Qian Zhemian, "Are you so self-conscious today?"

"I'm not a smoker. Every time I smoke, it's just because I'm a little irritable." Qianzhe Mian leaned on the back of his chair, "I'll take a nap for a while, and then call me."

"Go to sleep." Qin Yelan took her into his arms and leaned into her ear, "Baby."

Qianzhe Mian was so frightened by the sound of "baby" that she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Qin Yelan's dark eyes fell on Qian Zhemian's right hand: "Mo Mo, do you really think your fiancé doesn't know anything?"

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, gently wiped away the cigarette ashes from the ring on Qian Zhemian's right hand, and then opened her hand very gently. The burned place on the palm was bloody and shocking.

It turns out that the well-known fact that "Qianjia's lost granddaughter suffered from bipolar disorder" was not a rumor.He had seen the medicines taken by his family Mo Mo a long time ago and carefully analyzed the ingredients. Many of them had a sedative effect. He had also seen the shallow scratches on her arms, but he thought they were caused by a work injury, but who I once thought that she had drawn it herself.

"Stop at Qin's pharmacy later." Qin Yelan whispered to Shuangchen in front of him.

"Understood." Shuangchen didn't know what happened, but still nodded and followed the instructions.

Along the way, Qin Yelan looked out the window in silence.

He actually... really wanted to know what the cause was.

"Master, the pharmacy has arrived." Shuangchen whispered.

"Buy a tube of burn ointment, a box of disposable sterile care package, and a sterile wound dressing." Qin Yelan gave him the card, "Go and buy it."

"Yes, head of the family!" Shuangchen didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he got out of the car after receiving his order.

"Mo Mo, what can't you tell me?" Qin Yelan stroked her hair, "Forget it, I will wait for you until the moment you are willing to tell me."

"Master, I bought it." Shuangchen didn't dare to look at the back row, lowered his head, handed the things to Qin Yelan, and raised the partition very consciously.

I don’t know why, but the head of the family seems to be...

Is your aura stronger than before?

It wasn't until this moment that he truly felt that Qin Yelan was no longer the "intern family leader" who was protected by Mr. Qin no matter what he did wrong.

He seems to have grown up, and now he is also the overlord of the party.

And this kind of growth only occurred after Miss Momo came back.

Qin Yelan placed Qianzhe's palms on his legs, palms up, and carefully cleaned her wound with saline, then applied a layer of iodine and a layer of burn ointment.

Then, he applied the wound dressing gently and cleaned up the medical waste: "Shuangchen, drive."

Qian Zhemian fell asleep all the way to the airport. When she was gently shaken awake by Qin Yelan, she subconsciously rubbed her eyes with her injured hand, but was stunned the moment her hand touched her eyes: "Qin Yelan, you... …”

"Well, let's go." Qin Yelan didn't ask any more questions, but gently touched her head and asked her to get out of the car.

"How...how did you find out?" Qian Zhemian asked cautiously.

"After you got in the car, you closed the door with your right hand. At that time, your eyebrows frowned slightly." Qin Yelan took her good hand in his own and rubbed it again, then sighed, "And , you took two puffs of cigarette for more than that time, it can be seen that you put out the cigarette immediately, but there is no ash on the ground or on your fingers, only a little ash leaked between the ring finger and middle finger, and it was stained on the ring superior."

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