"Comrade Yang Qiaoqiao, are you sure what you're saying is true?"
After listening to her concerns, the police officer asked her seriously.
Yang Qiaoqiao nodded, "Yes!"
Although she learned all this information from Jiang Yongchang, she believed that Jiang Yongchang would not lie to her.
As Yang Qiaoqiao walked out of the police station, she was surprised to see Huo Beixiao standing in the lobby waiting for her.
She quickly put what had just happened out of her mind and went to greet him, "Why did you run out? Didn't the doctor tell you not to move around? What if you aggravated your wound?"
This time, Huo Beixiao's back was almost completely engulfed by the heat wave from the explosion.
Later, surgery was performed to transplant some skin from other parts of the body to the back, and the rest had to be healed on its own.
When Huo Beixiao saw her, a gentle smile appeared in his eyes and brows. "It's okay, I'm almost fully recovered. Honey, if you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you tonight."
Yang Qiaoqiao: ...
Although the two have not remarried yet, they were husband and wife for several years after all. How could Yang Qiaoqiao not know how this man wanted to prove something to her?
She glared at the man, feigning anger, "Huo Beixiao, we haven't even gotten our marriage certificate yet! Don't push your luck!"
Huo Beixiao immediately apologized like a big dog with droopy ears, "Wife, I was wrong."
Huo Beixiao had indeed recovered quite well during this time, and after he no longer needed to be hospitalized, they moved back to Grandma Tong's small courtyard.
The main problem was that they didn't go back to live there, so Grandma Tong would take her small, trembling steps and run to the hospital every day to deliver meals to them.
Yang Qiaoqiao and Huo Beixiao were worried that the old lady's health wouldn't hold up, so they simply moved her back home.
When Yang Qiaoqiao arrived at the courtyard of Grandma Tong's house, she glanced at the neighboring courtyard.
She only learned later from the police officer in charge of the case that Jiang Yong'an had been living in the neighboring courtyard for more than twenty days before he was about to blow them up.
In other words, almost as soon as they arrived in Beicheng and settled in at Grandma Tong's house, Jiang Yong'an arrived.
During that time, she always felt like someone was watching him.
But since there was no one else at home, she always thought she was just overthinking things.
It turns out she wasn't overthinking things; she was just not vigilant enough.
During Yang Qiaoqiao and Huo Beixiao's time in the hospital, the renovation work at the embroidery shop did not stop.
Grandma Tong watched over the work diligently, and now not only have all the damaged parts been repaired, but they've also all been repainted.
The entire house has been completely renovated.
Yang Qiaoqiao has also called Sichuan Province and asked Master Su and Master Luo to help select a few skilled apprentices who are willing to work in Beicheng.
Several tailors and embroidery masters from Sichuan Province have arrived in the last two days.
Today, Grandma Tong went to test the embroidery master's skills.
So, when Yang Qiaoqiao and the others returned, the old lady was clearly very happy.
But on the surface, he still said to Yang Qiaoqiao with a haughty air, "You little girl, you're just so-so at work, but you're really lucky. You managed to find such a skilled master craftsman who's even willing to train so many apprentices for you. Not bad, not bad..."
Yang Qiaoqiao, supporting the old lady, said with a touch of pride, "Of course, that's called personal charm."
Grandma Tong glared at her, "You're really getting cocky when I say you're fat."
Yang Qiaoqiao still called Jiang Yongchang that night.
They told Jiang Yongchang about what had happened during their time in Beicheng, including what had happened at the Public Security Bureau that day.
After listening, Jiang Yongchang remained silent for a long time before saying, "It's good that you and Huo Beixiao are both alright."
Since they haven't followed the right path, they should bear some of the consequences.
Yang Qiaoqiao could sense the heaviness in Jiang Yongchang's heart even over the phone.
Jiang Yongchang's feelings for the Jiang family were different towards her.
She didn't grow up in the Jiang family.
In her past life, she thought she had been abandoned by the Yang family, so she could only seek the Jiang family's approval in an attempt to gain a little bit of pitiful affection.
But this life is different.
She has a real family in this life; she doesn't need the pitiful affection of the Jiang family.
So whether Jiang Yong'an suffers the consequences of his own actions and is killed in the explosion, or Jiang Yongxian is eventually found out and punished by law because of Wang Xue's death, she will not feel any pain.
Jiang Yongchang grew up in the Jiang family. Although he was not liked by Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying since childhood, he was not influenced by them and was raised with distorted values.
But rational as he was, his feelings for the Jiang family were genuine.
Yang Qiaoqiao didn't know what to say to Jiang Yongchang at that moment, so she could only hang up the phone in silence.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yongxian had already been taken to the police station.
"Officer, I have told you everything I can about my brother's case of stealing detonators from the construction site and causing an explosion."
"I really don't know anything more," Jiang Yongxian said helplessly to the police officer taking his statement.
"Comrade Jiang Yongxian, we invited you here this time not for Jiang Yong'an's bombing case, but for another case."
"Do you know a woman named Wang Xue?" the police officer asked.
The light deep in Jiang Yongxian's eyes froze slightly, but he remained perfectly natural on the surface.
After pretending to think for a moment, he suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I remember now, I know a female comrade named Wang Xue."
When she was pregnant, she rented the house where my mother lived.
However, because my wife later misunderstood my relationship with her, my mother stopped renting the house to her.
"Did you keep in touch afterward?" the police officer asked.
Jiang Yongxian shook his head. "No, that's all."
"Think about it again," the police officer advised.
Under the oppressive gaze of the police, Jiang Yongxian couldn't help but feel a little flustered, but he believed that he had handled Wang Xue's matter even better than Jiang Yong'an's bombing incident.
The police would have no chance of finding any clues whatsoever.
So he remained calm and said confidently, "No, that's all."
"Think about it again!" The police officer conducting the interrogation tapped the table lightly with his pen.
For the first time, a hint of panic flashed in Jiang Yongxian's eyes.
But only for a moment, and he regained his composure. "Officer, really, she's gone. Did something happen to Wang Xue?"
He looked curious and tentatively asked in return.
At the same time, he turned the tables and said, "Officers, even if something happened to Wang Xuezhen, you wouldn't suspect me, would you?"
I've barely met Wang Xue more than a few times, and my relationship with her is limited to that of landlord and tenant..."
Before he could finish speaking, the police officer looked at him meaningfully and asked, "Is that so? Your mother didn't say that."
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