Chapter 105 Zhan Tingbei explains the past

"What do you think?"

"Are you from Northern Europe?"

Qiao Yanmeng didn't answer.

Yang Xianmin: "What do you want to do with me?"

"Of course I want you to tell the truth." Qiao Yanmeng stared at him with deep eyes: "You don't even know who I am, and you open your mouth to frame Beiou. Is the money Xuanmei gave you that much?"

Yang Xianmin was shocked, as if he had not expected that Qiao Yanmeng had already seen through everything. He lowered his head and fell silent.

"Do you think you can hide the truth by not saying anything?"

"I don't know what you are talking about. I don't want to betray you, but I have no choice. I don't want to go to jail."

"Of course you can't go to jail because your daughter is still in the hospital."

Yang Xianmin sucked in a breath of cold air, and finally looked at Qiao Yanmeng, his emotions agitated. "What do you want to do? Are you threatening me? It's useless for you to threaten me, I'm telling the truth!"

Qiao Yanmeng stared at him coldly: "Your experience is certainly pitiful. After the company laid off employees, your daughter happened to be sick. You are the only source of income for the family. You have no other choice but to take this path. I can understand you. As long as you tell the truth, I can give you double the reward. How about it?"

There was a flash of hesitation in Yang Xianmin's eyes.

"Okay, I agree." Yang Xianmin said.

Qiao Yanmeng stared at him, seeing the sorrow on his thin face, but she did not miss the emotion that flashed across his eyes.

She took out a doll and put it on the table.

Yang Xianmin was shocked when he saw the doll:

"How did you get this?"

"It's familiar, isn't it?"

"You, what did you do to my daughter?" Yang Xianmin roared in excitement.

"What you did to me, Northern Europe, I will naturally return to your daughter."

"She is innocent!"

"Then why are we not innocent?" Qiao Yanmeng's eyes were extremely cold: "You framed us. Do you know that those designs were created by designers who worked day and night and worked hard? Now, they are being rejected and insulted!"

"I was forced. Please, let me go. I don't want this to happen!" Yang Xianmin was in great pain.

"Did Lin Yunting promise you that if you succeed, she would give you some money and help treat your daughter?"

"You, you know everything?"

"I can only say that you are too naive. If she is such a kind person, why would she let you frame Beiou?"

Yang Xianmin stared at the bow, his chest heaving, his face filled with anger: "How dare she lie to me!!"

Qiao Yanmeng grabbed the doll and squeezed it slowly. The doll changed its shape. She said in a soft voice, "I think you know what to do."

Yang Xianmin sat paralyzed in his chair, unable to utter a word.

Qiao Yanmeng walked out of the room, sat on a chair in the living room, and let out a breath.

"Is it done?"

A deep voice sounded from the side.

Qiao Yanmeng knew who it was without even looking up, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Zhan Tingbei said indifferently, "I've also finished my business. Do you want to go together?"

"No, I drove here."

The man didn't insist.

The two walked out of the police station one after the other. Qiao Yanmeng opened the car door, but before getting in, she suddenly said, "Boss Zhan, cherish the people around you."

Zhan Tingbei frowned, as if he didn't quite understand what she meant. Qiao Yanmeng took a deep breath and said, "Boss Zhan, little Naituan is still young and still needs his mother's company."

"You know everything?" Zhan Tingbei stared at her with his dark eyes, so deep that it was impossible to discern his emotions.

"Yes." Qiao Yanmeng said with pain, "I think you should think about the baby."

"……impossible!"

Zhan Tingbei's voice was extremely sinister and cold: "Qiao Yanmeng, there is no way I will be with her."

"That's the person you once loved, right? Why can't you give her another chance?" Qiao Yanmeng looked at him from a distance with a bitter smile on her face.

"no……"

"That's all I have to say."

Qiao Yanmeng didn't dare, nor did she want to hear about their past, so she got in the car and left.

Zhan Tingbei stood beside his Rolls-Royce for a long time, with veins bulging on the back of his hands.