Qiao Zhen immediately opened her phone and searched for the name "He Zhao" online. He was a 29-year-old male, and his spouse was listed as "Qiao Zhen". Moreover, there were push notifications on the webpages that searched for He Zhao, and Qiao Zhen was one of them. Under her photo was the text, "The wife and nominal sister of the president of He's Group".
Furthermore, Qiao Zhen's experiences at the He family and her subsequent amnesia were exposed online, and even became a hot topic online for half a year two years ago.
He Zhao is now known as a "deeply affectionate and high-quality man," so what exactly happened during the three years she was away?
He Zhao lay back on the sofa with his eyes half-closed. He looked at Qiao Zhen and said, "You used to be my wife, you are my wife now, and you will always be my wife, hehe."
Qiao Zhen felt a chill run down her spine. He Zhao was not normal now, not mentally, not physically, and was about to reach his limit, as if he had gone mad.
Zhao Lian pushed the door open and came in.
He Zhao was already drowsy and no longer had the strength to grab Qiao Zhen. However, his hand still held Qiao Zhen's wrist in that arc and refused to let go.
Qiao Zhen tried to move, but found that He Zhao was gripping her even tighter. She looked at Zhao Lian and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with He Zhao? He's... a little crazy now."
Zhao Lian's face was somewhat dejected. "Alas, President He went mad long ago, three months after your death."
Qiao Zhen pried He Zhao's hands off, leaving He Zhao curled up in fear, and said, "Go to the meeting room."
Zhao Lian and Qiao Zhen entered the reception room one after the other.
Qiao Zhen closed the door and asked bluntly, "What exactly happened? If you want to tell me, don't just tell me parts of the story. I have no interest in hearing fragmented plots, nor am I interested in being a detective."
Zhao Lian sighed again with his back to Qiao Zhen, his back as if bent by an empty weight. "After you deliberately jumped into the sea, Mr. He didn't sleep for three days and three nights. Later, Mr. He's friend abroad, Leif, forced him to sleep with sleeping pills. But after Mr. He woke up, he acted as if nothing had happened, but he would often stare blankly at the air."
"At first, Mr. He was just spacing out. A few months later, Mr. He started to have mental problems. He would touch the air and call your name, or tie his tie himself and then thank you. At noon, he would also eat air and then say thank you to the person across the desk. When I brought him some lunch, he would say that he had already eaten."
"Later, Miss Lamica tried to get him to accept the truth that you had passed away, but this only made Mr. He's condition worse. After that, Mr. He would become extremely irritable whenever he heard anything about your death."
"Later, Mr. He's health deteriorated because he often skipped lunch, until he fainted from hunger. A few months later, Mr. He started eating lunch, but began drinking heavily in the evenings. Two years ago, Mr. He was carried to the hospital drunk, suffering from a perforated stomach, and part of his stomach was removed. However, after being discharged from the hospital, Mr. He became even more deranged. He publicized your affair with him extensively, trying to let the whole world know that you were his wife. He said that you were his wife in life, and you would be his ghost in death."
Qiao Zhen stopped Zhao Lian, "Wait, what does this have to do with me? I'm not taking the blame for this!"
Xiao Ling: [Pah! You did that on purpose, you ugly, scumbag woman!]
Qiao Zhen had no intention of arguing with it, so she simply blocked it.
Zhao Lian remained silent for a while, and the atmosphere between the two became somewhat awkward. After a long while, he said, "You know, don't you?" He pointed out, "President He loves you."
Qiao Zhen raised an eyebrow and asked tentatively, "You mean, He Zhao wanted to seduce me and dump me to get revenge for me selling his information, but after I jumped into the sea, he realized he loved me?"
Zhao Lian nodded.
Qiao Zhen's feelings were complicated. She did seduce He Zhao with bad intentions. At the time, she just wanted to cling to his coattails and get rid of Yi Ze. She never expected to drive him to this point.
In other words, since things have already turned out this way, it's all her fault indirectly, and she's guilty.
Zhao Lian continued, "About a year and a half ago, Mr. He started having nightmares. He kept saying that you were crying cold in the sea. Once, when Mr. He was driving out alone, he stood on the shore where you jumped into the sea. He asked me to buy a cigarette. I was halfway there when I realized something was wrong. When I went back, there were bubbles rising in the sea."
"Mr. He survived a near-death experience, but his health has deteriorated significantly, and his mental state is getting worse. He can't sleep at night. Even when he does manage to fall asleep, he wakes up from nightmares. Until a month ago, the doctor warned Mr. He that if he couldn't control his diet and sleep schedule, even a miracle wouldn't be able to save him. Please have pity on him and at least give him a glimmer of hope."
As Zhao Lian finished speaking, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground with a thud. "Miss Qiao, please forgive Mr. He. He spent eight years abroad, his life hanging by a thread. He finally managed to bring his brothers a peaceful life. How many eight-year periods does one have in a lifetime? I beg you!"
Qiao Zhen was so frightened that she backed away.
As Zhao Lian, a grown man, spoke, his eyes reddened. A man's knees are worth gold, yet he knelt down before Qiao Zhen without hesitation for He Zhao's sake.
Qiao Zhen was so frightened that she pressed herself against the wall. "Let's talk this out. Be nice to him. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I'm not a heartless person. Can you get up first? I'm a little scared."
Zhao Lian wiped away his tears before standing up. He asked Qiao Zhen somewhat embarrassedly, "Could you...take care of Mr. He's three meals a day?"
Qiao Zhen's lips twitched. "Do you know you're asking for an exorbitant amount?"
Zhao Lian made a move to kneel down again.
Qiao Zhen quickly raised her hand to stop her, "Hey, hey, don't! I'll take responsibility, okay? I'll take responsibility!"
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