The Goddess is Sweet and Aloof-Chapter 989 - 987

Qiao Xiaren heard the screams of many women and the low growls of men, an extreme and shocking stimulus of fear. A burly man charged out, still surrounded by the people who had just arrived at the island.

"xx." The burly man in the middle, who was being surrounded, couldn’t help but let out a curse, and the bodyguards began to gather around, warily watching their surroundings.

Since their last smuggling boss meeting, they had been very cautious, basically waiting for the heat to die down before contacting each other again with secret signals to set up meeting times.

Unexpectedly, they were still caught red-handed this time.

Noises from a helicopter filled the sky, and several parachuters jumped down from the aircraft. People were coming from all directions, their movements swift and efficient.

At this moment, the seaside was engulfed in a profound chill.

"Raise your hands! Put down all the weapons on you."

Seeing the group of people who suddenly appeared, Jun seemed not at all surprised, still continuing his story: "Later, the child of the rich girl and the thug from the streets survived, a boy. That thug named him..."

Someone fired a gun out of nowhere, and a bang, the gunshot echoed in mid-air.

Jun fell into Qiao Xiaren’s arms, blood slowly flowing from his lips, the incident happening so suddenly that Qiao Xiaren was unable to regain her composure for a moment.

There was so much blood, blood was everywhere.

Qiao Xiaren felt a sticky liquid under her hands, her body stiffening as she felt his body temperature and subconsciously lifted the mask from his face.

His eyes were just like before, the outer corners slightly lifted, carrying a bewitching yet gentle air.

Qiao Xiaren’s mind went blank – it was really him, it really was Chu Yifei. She vaguely had this answer in her heart, yet at this moment her emotions were still shockingly overwhelming.

Why?

Why is it so?

He was still saying, "That thug named his son Chu Yifei."

Chu Yifei, the story of the rich girl and the street thug, Qiao Xiaren suddenly remembered Qiao Lang telling her about her love with a street thug twenty years ago, which ended without illness.

So it was with Chu Yifei’s father.

Qiao Lang was the rich girl in Chu Yifei’s story, Chu Gongyan was the street thug, and he was their child conceived out of wedlock.

Qiao Xiaren was somewhat shocked, yet some things also started to become clear in her mind.

Remembering how he looked hateful to the bone after the last smuggling bust, Qiao Xiaren was still puzzled; since he hated her so much, why did he stay by her side as Chu Yifei, alongside Yeqian?

His hatred came too inexplicably; if it was because of his father’s hate, it should be the Qiao Family he despised, so why did he hate her as well?

Countless question marks spun in Qiao Xiaren’s head; she always failed to understand, to grasp many things.

Chu Yifei’s hand holding the gun seemed to lose its strength, sliding down slowly, the glaring fresh blood flowing, staining her white wedding dress in a bloody yet desperate beauty.

"Don’t talk anymore, stop talking, I’ll take you to the hospital!" Qiao Xiaren held his face, shaking her head incessantly, that face now covered in a chilling pallor.

Chu Yifei was Jun, and Jun was Chu Yifei.

No wonder, no wonder he said that a person could have concealed traits.

That gentle you, do you also hide characteristics like Jun, mysterious and dangerous?

No matter who he is, she only knew the man who always stayed by Yeqian’s side, by her side.

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