Irretrievable
Thinking about his best friend, Father He's face carried a bitter smile. If it wasn't for that assassination attempt, everything would have changed.
Qiaoqiao would become a princess who was the center of attention, a beloved princess, and not a commoner who could be casually bullied like she was now.
But if that was the case, she and his son wouldn't be together.
He Shaochen heard this and his handsome face curled into a cold smile. His jet black eyes were filled with arrogance as he coldly said: "I would like to see who can touch a single strand of her hair."
"Shaochen, don't underestimate those people from J Country. They are much more powerful than you think. Sometimes, for their own benefit, people can become crazy." Father He reminded him.
Just like Luo Weinuo, that man was famous for his meticulous thinking. He was like a precision machine, but didn't he also fall for the other party's trick? Those who have malicious intentions towards you, will always catch you off guard.
He Shaochen lightly glanced at Father He, stood up, and resolutely said: "No matter how powerful those people are, or how strong the power behind them is, as long as I am here, I will not let Qiao Qiao be harmed in the slightest."
Even if he had to pay with his life.
"You really love Qiao Qiao." Father He smiled with gratification.
If these words were heard by Freya, she would probably be very happy that her daughter was loved and protected like this.
He Shaochen wasn't the least bit embarrassed or uncomfortable. He calmly nodded, his handsome face carrying a serious expression as he said: "Yes, I love her more than my own life. The happiness that she has lost over the past twenty years, I will make it up to her bit by bit."
"Haha, the men in our Family He are indeed the most affectionate." Father He lied without blushing or skipping a beat.
He Shaochen heard this and didn't comment.
Just look at the bunch of illegitimate children outside Family He's family tree, and you'll know how promiscuous they were.
However, this had nothing to do with today's topic. Whether Father He was faithful or devoted had nothing to do with him.
From the very beginning, he had only cared about one thing, and that was Qiaoqiao.
He Shaochen looked at the photo again and saw the woman smiling brightly. She must be Joe Qiao's mother.
Moreover, he seemed to have a good relationship with his father.
Because Father He was smiling very happily, and there was not the slightest bit of hypocrisy on his face. It was obviously from the bottom of his heart.
He stared at the photo and asked curiously, "Dad, did you protect Joe Qiao on your own accord, or was it because someone asked you to?"
Father He's expression softened a little. "What do you mean?"
"Joe Qiao's biological father, Prince Luo Vino, did pass away more than twenty years ago." He Shaochen paused and pointed at Freya in the photo. "But what about her biological mother? She should still be alive, right? "
Father He's gaze shifted to the side and said indifferently, "You're overthinking it. But the report clearly said that Luo Vino's family of three died in a car accident. "
He Shaochen sneered. "That's just an excuse to fool outsiders, right? Otherwise, why would Joe Qiao appear in Country A? "
"…"
"If Joe Qiao's biological mother is still alive, why did she entrust her to the Qiao family to raise her? And why did she try so hard to hide her identity? What other motives do you have? "
In the face of He Shaochen's incessant questions, Father He was silent for a moment, as though he was making a decision.
After a long while, he said, "I promised Qiao Qiao's mother that I wouldn't tell anyone about this. But you're Qiao Qiao's husband, so I think she'll accept you. I'll ask her if she's willing to see you."
"So Joe Qiao's biological mother is still alive? Can she bear to see her daughter suffer?" He Shaochen sneered.
Father He didn't know how to answer. His son was too protective and it was a headache.
He controlled his temper and said, "Shaochen, you can't judge a book by its cover. You just need to know that Qiao Qiao's mother loved her very much and sacrificed a lot for her."
He Shaochen snorted and said indifferently, "I hope it's as you say."
Father He's mouth twitched. Why did he feel that this kid was getting more and more arrogant? Did he really think that he could ride on his father's head just because he was the head of the Family He?
"Shaochen, don't you feel that you're getting more and more arrogant recently? I don't remember my son being someone who would show his emotions on his face. "
He Shaochen heard this and smiled faintly. He gently placed the photo on the table. "Dad, there are times when I can't control my anger."
Father He couldn't say a single word in response.
He really wasn't good at negotiating with his son, especially with someone like He Shaochen, who always had a lot of ideas and a very strange personality.
"What's wrong? Are you leaving? "
Father He couldn't help but ask when he saw He Shaochen walking out of the house.
He Shaochen replied indifferently, "Yeah, I'm going to the hospital."
As he said that, he paused and looked at Father He, who didn't move an inch. He couldn't help but laugh. "Dad, Mom is still in the hospital. I hope you can restrain yourself a little. It's better to wait until Mom's condition improves."
"What? You're even asking about your own father's private matters? "Father He glanced at him and said with a tone of displeasure.
"That's not what I meant." He joked. "But I just want to remind you out of goodwill that I saw Xiao Lian cuddling with another man on the street yesterday …"
Father He's face instantly darkened when he heard this.
He Shaochen saw Father He's darkened face and his gloomy mood instantly brightened. He smiled happily. "Dad, when you choose a woman in the future, you should choose a more sincere one."
"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Father He's face darkened even more. He looked at his son with a fake smile.
He Shaochen turned his head. His eyes were unfathomable as he smiled faintly. "Who knows?"
He turned to leave after he finished speaking.
After He Shaochen left for a while, Father He rubbed his temples sadly and said helplessly, "This child was clearly quite lovable when he was young. How did he grow up to have such a bad personality?"
He let out a long sigh and then walked to the side of the desk. He looked at the yellowed photo on the desk and revealed a look of reminiscence.
He was about to turn around when he saw the pills on the floor from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but be stunned.
He bent down to pick up the pills. Father He immediately recognized what medicine it was. It was the medicine to suppress the recurrence of He Shaochen's cold illness. Why was it in his room?
Could it be that the child's cold illness had relapsed?
Father He's expression became serious. His gaze was fixed on the pills for a long time. He was worried. Could it be that the child's cold illness had reached an irreversible stage?
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