Fake Yaoyao got excited again: "Yes, that's it, you don't have much time left."
The bomb must have been buried outside. Fu Ziyi checked the doors and windows; they were all made of very thick glass and were airtight.
They are all bulletproof glass, which is very difficult to break.
Everyone present was on edge, especially Fu Ziyi, who was somewhat ridiculous that he would be trapped here to die.
He was going to give it a try, no matter what.
I tried several times, using a hard object to scratch open the weakest edge of the glass.
And the fake Yaoyao is under their control.
Before Qiao Xiuzhen could figure out what was going on and was also suspicious of the fake Yaoyao's identity, she said to Xiao Jinhan, "Don't hurt him. I want to know if he could be my child."
She only had this one wish.
Xiao Jinhan also knew that the matter was of great importance, and he did not cause much harm to Jia Yaoyao.
Jia Yaoyao was laughing, a desperate, mocking laugh. Seeing Fu Ziyi covered in sweat, she was even happier.
He enjoys seeing them suffer.
Hovering on the edge of death, experiencing despair and suffocation.
It would be even better if you cried.
"Where did you bury the bomb? You can't do anything stupid. Even if you resent me, I'll make it up to you when we get out. Even if you want my life, I can give it to you. Just don't hurt my family; they're your family too." Qiao Xiuzhen's words were kind, and they were sincere.
She does hope her child can be more rational.
No matter what happened in the past, or how many mistakes were made, there is always a way back.
Tang Yaoyao said, "It's no use, Aunt. He's too obsessed. He's been raised as a pawn since he was a child. He only gets excited when he sees us in despair. You can't persuade him."
Qiao Xiuzhen felt a pang of disappointment, but her eyes were filled with pity as she looked at Jia Yaoyao.
After a long while, Jia Yaoyao finally reacted, her expression changing: "What happened? Why didn't it explode? It should have exploded!"
He picked up the remote control; the red light on it was no longer lit.
This means the remote control is malfunctioning.
Ten minutes have passed; they should all be dead here.
It took Fu Ziyi a long time to get the cobwebs out of the glass window. Before the glass could break, someone outside took a sharp drill and drilled into it twice.
The glass shattered from the outside in.
Qiao Ziqing jumped in from outside: "You mean these things?"
He was holding several time bombs that were no longer lit and had complex wiring.
They've all become scrap.
“Uncle,” Tang Yaoyao called out.
Qiao Xiuzhen breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Qiao Ziqing was alright: "Ziqing, Ziqing, are you alright?"
She walked over worriedly, touched his hand, and checked if he was injured.
“I’m fine, Mom,” Qiao Ziqing said.
Fake Yaoyao stared at Qiao Ziqing in shock, her anger only growing: "Why aren't you dead? You drank the poison I gave you, you should be dead!"
He found it very strange.
He hypnotized Qiao Ziqing as soon as he entered the underground parking garage.
Inside the car, he witnessed Qiao Ziqing drink the poison he had given him.
I watched as he collapsed in his seat, blood streaming from all seven orifices.
He also checked his breathing; Qiao Ziqing's breathing had stopped.
Qiao Xiuzhen stared at the fake Yaoyao with a grim expression: "What? You also want to poison Ziqing? Why are you so wicked, resorting to any means necessary!"
But the thought that he was her child made her feel incredibly heartbroken.
Qiao Ziqing pulled the agitated Qiao Xiuzhen back: "Don't forget, I'm also a psychologist. Rather than you hypnotizing me, it's more accurate to say I hypnotized you. You mistakenly thought I drank your poison and then had the hallucination of me bleeding from all seven orifices and dying."
"This is impossible, impossible!" Jia Yaoyao couldn't allow Qiao Ziqing to be better than him, and she was extremely agitated.
And because his plan failed, he was doomed.
He picked up the knife and stabbed it directly at Qiao Xiuzhen, yelling, "Old woman, you're going to die!"
"Mom, watch out!"
The movements were too fast, and Qiao Ziqing was skilled in literature but not in martial arts, so he could only rely on his body to block.
The knife was plunged into his lower abdomen.
Fortunately, Qiao Ziqing blocked the blow with his hand; otherwise, the knife might have struck a vital spot.
Fu Ziyi came over, kicked away the fake Yaoyao's knife, and shoved him to the ground.
Xiao Jinhan immediately captured him, rendering Jia Yaoyao unable to move.
"Ziqing, you're bleeding, Ziqing." Qiao Xiuzhen pressed on his wound and said anxiously, "What should we do? Call an ambulance, an ambulance."
"Mom, it's alright, you won't die." Qiao Ziqing smiled slightly to reassure her.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I've ruined you," Qiao Xiuzhen said, blaming herself.
“You are my mother, how could I sit idly by and do nothing? You raised me and gave me a home.”
Qiao Ziqing felt grateful. This was his mother, and regardless of whether she was his biological mother or not, he was grateful for her upbringing.
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha." Fake Yaoyao stared at the mother and son's affectionate relationship and laughed extremely exaggeratedly.
The mockery of them.
"Ridiculous, truly ridiculous, utterly ridiculous! Hahahaha."
Then, fake Yaoyao spat out a mouthful of blood.
Qiao Xiuzhen looked at the fake Yaoyao with a complicated expression and a sigh tinged with sadness, unsure of how to face this child.
What kind of tragic fate must have led to this punishment from heaven?
They were taken to the hospital together.
Qiao Ziqing is not in mortal danger. Fortunately, the knife was far from his internal organs and did not damage any vital organs. He will recover after a period of rest.
Jia Yaoyao was also in the hospital. After examining him, the doctor suspected that he had a serious mental illness.
He had been subjected to too much training and brainwashing since childhood, which forced him to fill his mind with hatred and schemes against the Qiao family.
The word he uttered most often was "Qiao family," and his eyes were filled with hatred.
That kind of hatred that makes you want to tear them all to pieces.
Qiao Xiuzhen and he underwent a paternity test, both of them waiting for this moment to arrive.
Tense and silent.
No one dared to bring up the matter of the fake Yao Yao.
If he were the child Qiao Xiuzhen gave birth to back then, how would he feel about becoming like this?
How can she cure him?
Half a lifetime of effort has turned him into a machine, and it's very difficult to change him.
Qiao Xiuzhen was filled with mixed feelings and didn't know how to express them.
I just feel very sorry for the Qiao family.
Her negligence led to this.
They all came to pick up the test results and stood quietly at the door waiting.
Qiao Xiuzhen didn't sleep all night and was in poor mental condition.
She remained silent until the doctor gave her the test results.
Her guilt intensified.
The above clearly states that the fake Yaoyao is related to her by blood.
At that moment, Qiao Xiuzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
She always believed that the child was dead.
I have never fantasized about his existence in my entire life.
I never expected to meet you in this way.
It broke her heart.
At that moment, Qiao Xiuzhen felt like her world had collapsed. How could she face the ancestors of the Qiao family?
Upon learning that the child was not dead, one should be excited and happy.
All that remained for her was guilt and loneliness.
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