Fu Jincheng looked at his mother's dark face and his lips twitched: "Did I... come at the wrong time?"
Qiao Yanzhi didn't give him a chance to escape: "Come here and kneel down."
Fu Jincheng: "..."
Finally, that day came.
He walked over and knelt down neatly beside Xiao Jinhan, a wicked smile appearing in his phoenix eyes. He curled his lips into a roguish grin: "Mom, our little sister has just been recognized; we should celebrate. Isn't this a bit......"
"Shut up," Qiao Yanzhi snapped, her eyes full of displeasure.
At this moment, looking at her usually glib-tongued second son, she could easily imagine that he was the mastermind behind this.
Qiao Yanzhi stood up from the sofa, walked to her four sons, looked down at them, her expression both cold and complicated: "Do you know why I made you all kneel down?"
Fu Xiuchen pursed his lips and replied, "I hid my sister."
Qiao Yanzhi nodded and asked, "Your sister has been found, why didn't you tell me immediately?"
Fu Xiuchen: "..."
He didn't want to tell his mother that he knew that all these years, it was his mother who had been preventing them from finding his sister.
It will only plunge her into an even more heartbreaking and desperate situation.
Xiao Jinhan raised his head, his dark chestnut pupils filled with a thick mist, obscuring his expression, but his voice was gentle: "Mom, this was my idea."
"you?"
Qiao Yanzhi was skeptical, her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
Of all the children, the fourth one is the least likely to do such a thing.
Fu Jincheng turned his head to look at the fourth brother. Was he planning to take the blame for him?
Qiao Yanzhi frowned, brought over a chair, and sat down in front of her four sons, adopting an attitude of "I'll take my time playing with you today."
"You say it was your idea, then tell me, what's the reason that's supporting you in doing this?"
"I've always had a crush on Sixteen."
Fu Jincheng: "..."
Fu Xiuchen: "..."
Fu Ziyi: "..."
All three of them looked at him; now, their crush had escalated from a secret crush to an open one.
It's hard to imagine that such tender words about love and romance would come from the mouth of the fourth son, who was not interested in women. However, in fact, such a scene really existed.
It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, because the mere mention of it only fueled Qiao Yanzhi's anger.
Yaoyao is her own daughter, a perfectly good girl. How could she have secretly pledged her life to the fourth brother?
She took a deep breath and said, "Go on, and make sure you explain the whole story clearly."
In this world, the only women who would speak to Xiao Jinhan like that are probably Qiao Yanzhi and her daughter Tang Yaoyao.
Xiao Jinhan nodded, his well-defined hand rubbing the jade thumb ring on his thumb, as if he were recalling something.
After a long pause, he said slowly, "When we were in Blue City, she suspected that Fu Mengyao was behind the elevator incident, so I have been keeping an eye on it ever since."
His voice gradually turned colder, and even his dark chestnut pupils were tinged with a layer of icy mist.
Hearing this, the mother and her five children felt a wave of fear.
"Later, she also found out that it was Fu Mengyao who did it, and her older brother also gave her the corresponding punishment."
Qiao Yanzhi listened to his detailed and seemingly plausible explanation without interrupting him.
“Fu Mengyao was once diagnosed with a mental illness. Sometimes she couldn’t control her emotions when she did things. After the elevator accident, I spoke with Mo Bei on the phone. Although he was not a specialist in mental illness, he had taken psychology as an elective in college. People who suffer from this kind of illness are often divided into two categories.”
He was always very sparing with his words and rarely spoke.
Qiao Yanzhi listened intently and asked him, "Which two categories?"
Xiao Jinhan's eyes grew even colder, and his chilling voice rang out: "Acquired and congenital mental illnesses."
Fu Xiuchen frowned: "Congenital?"
"Um."
Fu Ziyi listened attentively, but didn't quite understand the situation.
Only Fu Jincheng's attitude was nonchalant, as if he was not surprised by the answer, and that he also had some knowledge of congenital mental illness.
Fu Xiuchen had never looked up this type of information; at least, before Fu Mengyao did anything wrong, he believed she had recovered.
He asked, "What's the difference?"
"The former can be cured through medication, psychological counseling, and self-adjustment of mindset..."
He paused, his fingers, which had been rubbing the ring, stopped moving. Then, he pressed down hard with his fingertips, which turned slightly white. His thin lips parted again, and his voice was icy: "The latter is incurable."
Fu Ziyi asked, "Fu Mengyao, is it the latter, right?"
"Um."
Fu Ziyi's expression was like that of an eagle, and his voice was also cold and stern: "I once heard the doctors in the sect say that they had never encountered a patient with a congenital mental illness, nor had they developed this type of medicine. However, they could not make it, so there was no cure."
Qiao Yanzhi was puzzled by this and looked at the fourth brother, asking, "How did you determine that she had a congenital condition?"
Fu Mengyao has been in a very good state since returning to China, so good that she has forgotten that she used to have a mental illness.
“After the elevator accident, I looked up Xu Qiao, who died that year, and found that her family was very wealthy. In my memory, Xu Qiao’s parents were laborers, but now they own villas and luxury cars.”
They are all from wealthy families, so there is no doubt that Xu Qiao's parents could not have suddenly become so successful over the years; someone must have helped them.
"Jiang Ci's investigation revealed that they lived a wealthy life but never built a tomb for their deceased daughter. During one investigation, he saw Fu Mengyao at the cemetery. She was sitting in front of Xu Qiao's tombstone, her wine glass filled with blood, offering a toast to the tombstone with a contemptuous and excited look..."
Qiao Yanzhi frowned even more deeply; this action was too strange.
She understood, and murmured, "The money in the Xu family all came from Fu Mengyao. The price she wants Xu Qiao's parents to pay is that they can no longer visit their deceased daughter. She wants Xu Qiao to die with nothing."
Even if someone dies, they won't let him go. How can such a person be considered a normal person?
After undergoing so much treatment abroad, including consulting with top-tier psychiatrist Professor Ming, who reported on the cause of Fu Mengyao's illness to Qiao Yanzhi daily.
Unexpectedly, she managed to escape Professor Ming's notice and even became his apprentice, becoming the youngest female doctor.
"Afterwards, I consulted Mobei. She said that her actions were to tell Xu Qiao that she was a winner and was also looking for a sense of security. Whenever she suffered setbacks in life, she would go to the loser to find a sense of existence, to comfort herself, to give herself more confidence, and to do what she wanted to do more."
Upon hearing this, Fu Jincheng narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly and curled his lips into a playful smile: "She has always been a lunatic, it's just that you don't believe it."
After saying that, she added a reminder: "Think back, what special thing happened last time that made her go to the grave to offer blood?"
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