Chapter 898 Past Events

Xiao Zhen was still immersed in the pain of being humiliated by Zhan Tingbei. When she heard this, she also smiled coldly.

"Mom, we don't need to say anything more to him. He's so annoying. I've never seen anyone so disgusting."

Mo Jianye was not angry because of Xiao Zhen's rude words. He still stared into Jian Qiyue's eyes, trying to see through her clear pupils and see all the thoughts inside.

"Don't be like this." His heart ached and he was overwhelmed by unspeakable depression.

"Mr. Mo, as my daughter said, don't do anything that would disgust others." Jian Qiyue looked at Mo Jianye with a distant and sarcastic gaze, as if he was looking at a complete stranger.

Mo Jianye felt cold all over, staring at her back, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Before nightfall, Qiao Yanmeng and Fang Qingyi caught the mastermind behind the incident.

Zhan Yanran, Zhan Youlong's little daughter, is only in her teens.

Originally, Qiao Yanmeng thought that it was a rival or someone who was dissatisfied with her who took the opportunity to cause trouble.

They tracked down the security department in charge of the venue's security facilities, and after further investigation, they discovered a shady maintenance worker.

This man was obviously bribed. After a brief interrogation by Qiao Yanmeng, he revealed everything and exposed Zhan Yanran.

This matter could be a big or small one. Qiao Yanmeng discussed it with Zhan Tingbei and decided to bring Zhan Yanran to the old lady and ask her to make the decision.

When they arrived at the old house, Zhan Yanran kept crying, saying that she was framed. How could a teenager like her do such a heinous thing?

To be honest, Qiao Yanmeng didn't dare to believe it. She would rather believe that it was her biological father, Zhan Youlong, who was encouraging her behind the scenes.

"Grandma, grandma, I was really wronged. I don't know what I did wrong to be slandered like this. I didn't do anything. The Zhan family is my support. What reason do I have to do this?"

Zhan Yanran knelt on the ground, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, making me feel pity for her.

Qiao Yanmeng saw it all, but she detected a bit of hypocrisy in Zhan Yanran's pitiful eyes.

She felt very complicated.

She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, in high school, and not yet an adult.

"Okay, you can get up now." Madam Zhan pinched her temples tiredly. "You go down first. I will have someone investigate this matter further. Grandma will come to investigate it personally and will definitely give you justice."

Zhan Yanran was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with joy.

Madam Zhan paused for a moment and continued, "If you didn't do this, I will ask your brother Tingbei to apologize to you, but if it was you, Yanran, I, an old woman, can't tolerate any sand in my eyes. Then, I may have to send you to see your father."

Zhan Yanran's shoulders suddenly stiffened, but things had come to this point and she had nothing to say.

She was quickly sent away, but the old lady was obviously in a bad mental state.

Seeing this, Qiao Yanmeng walked over and sat with her. "Auntie, what happened to you? Don't worry, this incident didn't cause much impact. We handled it promptly when it happened and compensated and comforted the victims. We both promise that it will never happen again."

The old lady waved her hands, her sleeves dropped, and an emerald bracelet dangled, almost falling off her wrist.

"It has nothing to do with this matter." She said in a sad tone, "Meng Meng, you said I am so old, how could I suffer such retribution?"

As she spoke, the usually strong old lady actually shed tears and looked very sad.

Qiao Yanmeng subconsciously looked at Zhan Tingbei, trying to understand something, but the latter also looked confused and didn't understand what was going on.

"Auntie, if you have anything, you can tell me. If I can help, I would be happy to do so. Even if I can't help, I can still be your emotional trash can." Qiao Yanmeng said with a smile.

Old Madam Zhan wiped away her tears, took out her cell phone and showed it to Qiao Yanmeng.

The latter took the phone and saw the text message.

"I will be buried soon. You will never be forgiven by me in this life! Xue Wanrong, I will be waiting for you in the underground!"

It was from an unknown number.

Qiao Yanmeng looked very confused.

The only thing that is certain is that the person who sent the message really hated the old lady and actually hated her all his life.

Qiao Yanmeng sighed inconsolably, frowned and remained silent for a long time, not knowing whether to continue asking.

We can't expose the old lady's scars.

"Mom, is it still about Aunt Liu?" At this time, Zhan Tingbei suddenly seemed to remember something and spoke.

Mrs. Zhan's tears welled up again. She hurriedly tore off a piece of paper to wipe them away, but the more she wiped, the more tears came and she could never wipe them away.

She nodded painfully. "It's been thirty years, and she still won't forgive me. I really...really..."

Halfway through her words, Old Madam Zhan covered her chest with her hands and sobbed in pain.

Qiao Yanmeng hurriedly called her family doctor, who gave her a heart-saving pill.

Afterwards, the doctor gave the old lady some calming medicine. Only after watching the old lady fall asleep did Qiao Yanmeng walk out of the room.

"What's going on? Who is Aunt Liu?" she asked.