Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1208 - 1186: Do You Want to Know About Your Father?
"No—" The guard was taken aback.
Before she could react, a cold figure swept in like the wind, swiftly and deftly snatching the pliers from her hands, with a "clang" they were tossed aside!
Qiao Yongyong looked at the man in front of her, stopped sobbing, propped herself up, and said coldly, "Didn’t you say I couldn’t see my brother until after his sentencing? Now that everything is settled and he is destined for jail, please let me see him."
Nie Yixiao looked at the girl in front of him, and finally, word by word, forced out from his thin lips:
"Arrange for her to see Qiao Zonghan."
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Prison.
Under the midday sun, a dark gray car stopped at the entrance.
The car door opened.
Qiao Yongyong, wobbling with a body not yet fully healed, got out from the back seat. The bright sun made her appear so weak that she almost stumbled.
Nie Yixiao’s brows furrowed instinctively as he extended a long arm to support her slender one.
Yet, she steadied herself, withdrew her arm, and shook off his support, not bothering to glance at him, as she walked straight towards the prison.
......
Visiting room.
Across the specialized glass, Qiao Yongyong finally saw her brother whom she hadn’t seen for a long time.
Qiao Zonghan had lost a lot of weight, his face was pale, yet his features appeared even more pronounced.
"Brother...I was useless, couldn’t save you...and even made you come out to save me..." Before she could finish her sentence, she burst into tears.
"Don’t cry. This has nothing to do with you; I was the one who dragged you into this. If I had known you’d foolishly turn yourself in for me, I would’ve stopped you. Besides, Yongyong, I knew this day would come for me eventually, and it’s all right now."
Just like in the past, Qiao Zonghan comforted the girl in front of him, his face calm, there was even a sense of relief from a weight lifted off his shoulders. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
"No way, I will find someone to fight the case for you; I won’t let you go to jail! I’ll share the blame with you; I’ll say I was involved too, this might reduce your sentence. Even if you’re sentenced to fifty years, we could each serve twenty-five!" She clutched the phone, stubborn and eager.
Qiao Zonghan, however, laughed gently: "Yongyong, you’re still so childish. Actually, you and I both know that with the Longding Society developed to this extent, it’s already a major headache for the police, and the police will definitely want to hit the society hard. My imprisonment can let the society be peaceful for a while, which is not bad."
Qiao Yongyong bit her lower lip, knowing he had made up his mind, yet she couldn’t stop her tears.
Qiao Zonghan knew she felt guilty for being unable to help him, and suddenly, he smiled softly: "Now that you know you’re the granddaughter of the Qin family, and have no relation to me, is it worth it to still act this way towards me."
"Whether we are related by blood or not, you are the one who raised me, my closest kin, who has loved and cared for me since I was little; it’s worth it for me to do anything for you!"
Qiao Zonghan looked at her delicate face, with a sigh.
She resembled so much the person in his memory.
After a long silence, he sighed: "Perhaps, I’m not as good as you think."
Qiao Yongyong was stunned: "Brother, what did you say."
Qiao Zonghan’s eyes were somewhat hollow: "Don’t call me brother, Yongyong. I’m not your brother."
Qiao Yongyong didn’t realize the other meaning hidden in this sentence, choking up: "Even if we’re not related by blood, you’re still my brother."
Qiao Zonghan gazed deeply at her: "Yongyong, now that you know you’re the granddaughter of the Qin family, and your mother is Qin Xiaopei, do you want to know about your father?"
This matter, he originally intended to never reveal to Yongyong until his death.
Telling Yongyong now was to relieve her guilt for not being able to save him.
If she knew he was not that perfect, perhaps seeing him imprisoned would alleviate her feelings.
Qiao Yongyong was stunned.
After learning that Qin Xiaopei was pregnant with her while being imprisoned by a drug cartel, she lost interest in her biological father, even feeling deep-seated disgust.
No matter who her biological father was, he couldn’t possibly be a good person.
Yet she didn’t expect Qiao Zonghan to bring it up voluntarily.
Qiao Yongyong clenched her fists, her voice trembling: "You know who my biological father is?"
Qiao Zonghan spoke slowly: "Over twenty years ago, the son of a Mafia Gang leader who had just taken over after his parents’ passing, went to Southeast Asia to negotiate a drug trafficking collaboration with the AJ Group. During his stay of a few months, he discovered a girl imprisoned by the AJ Group. He found out she was the daughter of a military man who had gone undercover in the drug trafficking organization. After his failed operation, the drug cartel had captured the man’s wife and daughter, imprisoning them. The wife died soon after, leaving only the girl, who was treated as a slave by the cartel. This time, when the Mafia Gang leader’s son came, the AJ Group placed her by his side to serve him. The girl was very beautiful, yet stubborn and capable of protecting herself, which was why she was able to maintain her purity in the AJ Group for years. Perhaps because of this, she attracted the young master’s attention. The Mafia Gang leader’s son was at the age of vigor and vitality, and regardless of how the girl resisted or tried to escape, he... forced himself upon her. To him, she was just a slave, almost like a gift. Even if the girl felt aggrieved, she could only endure in silence. After completing his task in Southeast Asia, the young master wanted to take the girl with him, but she refused vehemently. She believed that following the Mafia Gang leader’s son would only mean going from the tiger’s den to the wolf’s lair. At AJ, she was just a servant, but if she followed him into the Mafia, she might become his sex slave, which was even more despairing."
Qiao Yongyong’s pupils constricted, her body trembling: "And then..."
"The young master did not force her, and as there was an urgent matter at home, he hastily returned. Upon resolving his affairs and returning to Southeast Asia, he could only see a postpartum ill girl in critical condition, and the baby girl she left behind."
Qiao Yongyong’s eyelashes fluttered heavily, her body almost unable to stop trembling.
"Before he left, the girl was already pregnant but didn’t tell him. Months after he left, she prematurely gave birth to a baby girl. In such conditions and environment, it was impossible for her to receive proper care during and after childbirth, leading to puerperal fever... The young master held a gun to the doctor’s head to force treatment, but he still couldn’t save her. Before dying, the girl’s only request was that her child would never find out he was her biological father."
Qiao Zonghan’s voice quivered slightly, then steadied: "That girl came from a prestigious military family with a luminous family name, a true noble lady, who had her dignity. Being forced into submission by someone from the Mafia was the humiliation of her life. She didn’t want her child to know that her birth resulted from her biological father forcing her mother, so she made this request. The young master agreed to her dying wish, bringing the baby back to the Mafia, caring for her as a brother."
