Qiao Xiuzhen immediately smiled: "Ziqing, you're finally out. I'm so glad you're alright. I was so worried about you."

Qiao Ziqing said, "Mom, how could anything happen to me? You're worrying too much."

Qiao Xiuzhen didn't want to think too much. She went over and hugged him, just wanting to feel that he was still by her side: "How could a mother not worry about her child? Ziqing, you are my most important baby."

She didn't urge him on anything.

I just want him to be happy and have more freedom.

"Is that so?" Qiao Ziqing laughed from his chest.

"Yao'er, you're all here, so please come in." Qiao Ziqing looked behind him.

Qiao Yanzhi said, "What kind of riddle are you playing? I called you but you didn't answer, making your aunt so worried. She almost rushed over."

"Sorry, I just wanted you to come and see something."

"What is that?"

"You'll find out once you go in," Qiao Ziqing said, keeping everyone in suspense.

They went inside with Qiao Ziqing.

The library lights were off, and it was very dim inside.

Qiao Ziqing held Qiao Xiuzhen's hand the whole time, with Tang Yaoyao following behind.

"Mom, do you remember when I was little? If it weren't for you, I might have died."

“I remember, I remember.” Qiao Xiuzhen recalled: “You were very young then. When we went to the orphanage, you hid in a corner and didn’t say anything. I asked a teacher, and the teacher said that your family had died in a car accident and you were the only survivor. You also had autism at that time.”

Thinking of this, Qiao Xiuzhen felt a pang of heartache.

It took her five years to turn Qiao Ziqing into a normal person.

Being able to talk to her.

Fortunately, this child is smart.

Although she doesn't like to talk, she gets excellent grades.

She was a popular student in her class, and she always made her proud.

Especially when Qiao Ziqing first called her "Mom," she felt like she had come back to life.

It took her many years to come to terms with Xie Jingxing and her child who died at birth.

But Qiao Ziqing was the one who truly woke her from her dream.

“I remember when you were eighteen, you didn’t dare to take the driving test. I guess you were still traumatized by something that happened when you were a child. But then you saw that the family driver had to go home for a while, and you wanted to go out. You walked a long way and had to squeeze onto a bus, so you made up your mind to learn to drive.”

When Qiao Xiuzhen recalled these things, her eyes were filled with happiness: "They said they would drive me around in the future so that I wouldn't have to work so hard."

As she spoke, Qiao Xiuzhen squeezed his hand: "You are such a good child. You have never caused me any trouble since you were little."

Qiao Ziqing said, "You still remember something that happened so long ago."

"Of course, I remember every little thing about you from childhood to adulthood."

Qiao Ziqing led her to sit down beside him: "Mom, is there anything you want to eat? You haven't had dinner yet, have you? How about we go eat Japanese food later?"

Upon hearing this, their expressions changed.

Qiao Xiuzhen, in particular, looked up and stared at Qiao Ziqing.

Qiao Ziqing smiled slightly: "Mom, why are you looking at me like that?"

“You are not Qiao Ziqing!” Qiao Xiuzhen said with certainty.

Qiao Ziqing continued to laugh: "Mom, what are you talking about? If I'm not Qiao Ziqing, then who is?"

Qiao Xiuzhen stood up from her chair, her expression changing: "Ziqing would never talk to me like this. He knows my preferences, and besides, he doesn't like to eat it himself. How could he say he'd take me to eat Japanese food? You're a fake Yaoyao, aren't you!"

Qiao Ziqing smiled even more broadly, took a step back, and kept a safe distance from them.

They followed, and Qiao Ziqing took out a remote control: "Don't move, none of you should move, unless you want to die."

Tang Yaoyao had already noticed something was wrong.

Although Qiao Ziqing in front of me was gentle and refined, he gave off a distant feeling. His words, though seemingly concerned, carried a sarcastic tone.

In his eyes, it was probably more like a joke.

"What did you do? Where did you lure your uncle?" Tang Yaoyao asked. "You have your uncle's phone, what did you do to him?"

The fake Yaoyao didn't need to pretend anymore. He raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with malice: "I hypnotized him and then made him drink poison. I used his identity to my advantage. Otherwise, why would you all be here? Your uncle is already dead. I watched him stop breathing. Hahahaha."

He was happy to kill someone.

Qiao Xiuzhen exclaimed in horror: "What? Ziqing is dead? No way, no way!"

Jia Yaoyao took out the watch that Qiao Ziqing always wore and threw it in front of them: "You don't believe me? This is his personal item. I've already poisoned him!"

Qiao Xiuzhen knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, crying out, "Ziqing, Ziqing."

Qiao Yanzhi comforted Qiao Xiuzhen: "Aunt, we don't know the situation yet. He might be lying. We need to see him alive or dead!"

Qiao Xiuzhen looked helplessly at Qiao Yanzhi and grabbed her hand: "He lied to me, yes, he lied to me, I don't believe it."

She didn't believe that Qiao Ziqing couldn't handle the fake Yaoyao.

In Jia Yaoyao's eyes, their hopes were a joke.

What is your purpose?

Fake Yaoyao laughed excitedly: "Didn't you see the remote control in my hand?"

He thought for a moment, "There are bombs planted in every corner of this place. If I press this switch, it'll go bang!"

His expression was exaggerated, somewhat like a yandere.

“You will die here too,” Tang Yaoyao said.

Fake Yaoyao didn't care at all: "It doesn't matter. As long as I see you all die with me, I'll be satisfied."

According to him, he had no intention of surviving; he was only thinking about taking revenge on them.

It doesn't matter if I sacrifice my own life.

Looking at a face that looked exactly like Qiao Ziqing's, Qiao Xiuzhen couldn't help but empathize with him: "Child, what's bothering you that you're doing this? Tell me. What are your grievances against us? Don't ruin your life."

Upon hearing Qiao Xiuzhen say such things, Jia Yaoyao seemed unable to control her excitement and shouted, "Don't talk to me like that! You're just afraid of death and will stop at nothing to achieve your goals. I won't let you have your way!"

The hatred in their eyes was particularly evident.

Like a machine without emotions.

I just want to take them down.

He's been lying low for so long and has been exposed so much; perhaps his initial goal was to wipe out the entire Qiao family.

What kind of grudge could have caused him to act this way?

Women are more emotional, especially Qiao Xiuzhen, who cherishes her child too much. Seeing the fake Yaoyao with Qiao Ziqing's face on it, and hearing her say such heartbreaking words, made her very emotional.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Xiao Jinhan stared at the remote control in his hand, which was glowing with a reddish light, and said coldly, "Have you thought this through? Do you want to die with us?"

Only this would excite the fake Yaoyao: "You're scared? Oh, right, your lives are so glamorous, of course you're not willing to die like this. If I die with you, I'll be the one who wins!"