Chapter 1187
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Her pupils shrank back at once as she looked up at Lu Nanze.
She saw that he was staring at her stubbornly.
He said slowly, clearly, "Qiao Lian, I'm sorry."
He was sorry, but he really couldn't bring himself to send his father to jail. Furthermore, murder was punishable by death. Was he going to send his father to the guillotine with his own hands?!
This wasn't possible.
Qiao Lian felt a surge of anger in her chest at once.
She glared at him hatefully.
She was going to die of anger because of Lu Nanze.
He would rather burn himself than burn the account book, all for his father's sake.
It was true that he was protecting his father, but what about her parents' innocence? Who would protect them?
Were they going to die in vain?
A sense of grievance welled up in her at once, making her feel like a wronged child. Tears rolled down her cheeks in big drops.
Her gaze fell on the brazier.
The account book was half burnt.
And Lu Nanze's arm was already covered in blisters.
If it continued to burn, his arm would be crippled.
She was so angry that she wanted to make him cripple his arm.
But when she suddenly looked up, she met his eyes.
She didn't know why, but the image of his arrogance in his youth and how he had risked his life to save her when she had been kidnapped surfaced in her mind. Suddenly, she took his hand and left the brazier.
He held her hand tightly. Their arms were pressed together, surrounding the brazier in the middle.
Then, she looked on helplessly as those account books turned into dust and disappeared.
The room was silent for a moment. Only the flames danced and dwindled.
Only at last did he let go of her.
She stared at the brazier, feeling eight years of grievance suddenly erupt.
But at this moment, she couldn't cry.
She felt like she had lost everything.
Her parents' innocence could no longer be proven.
She had worked so hard for so long, but it was all in vain.
She clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth. She stared at Lu Nanze and, after a moment, said through clenched teeth, "Lu Nanze, for the rest of my life, I, Qiao Lian, will never forgive you."
After saying this, she turned around and walked out.
Lu Nanze sat on the bed and stared at her back.
He wanted to reach out his hand to stop her, but when he reached out his hand, he could only reach her back.
He was stunned for a moment, then hung his head.
He felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a knife and stirred repeatedly.
He knew that it was impossible for him and Qiao Lian to get back together.
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As Qiao Lian walked out of the ward, tears streamed down her cheeks.
She sobbed as she walked.
Tears, like a flood bursting out of a dam, fell down hard.
As she cried, she watched Shen Liangchuan deal with the two bodyguards at the door. Then, she suddenly burst into tears.
She threw herself into Shen Liangchuan's arms, sobbing her eyes out.
"The account book is gone. Mom and Dad's innocence can't be washed away …"
"Everyone, everyone in the world thinks my parents are bad people … but they're not. They're good, they're kind, they've done so much charity work, they've contributed so much …"
"Shen Liangchuan, I'm so sad, so sad … What should I do? What should Qiao Yi do? "
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