Yan Qiao's silence made Song Yinsheng think she was scared.
Thinking that it was she who brought Yan Shu to the hospital, Song Yinsheng felt a little guilty.
"Yan Qiao, don't be afraid. You're just cooperating with the police. Uncle believes in you."
But this belief is accompanied by uncertainty.
After all, he didn't understand Yan Qiao and couldn't treat her the same way he treated Yan Yaoyao.
Yan Qiao nodded. "I understand, Uncle Song."
Then, she went with the police.
As soon as I got in the car, I heard the policeman sitting in front say, "If you change your story now, you don't need to come back to the police station with us."
"Change your address to what?"
"Just say you didn't see anything, you just happened to save someone, and that'll simplify things."
Yan Qiao's face was tense. Even a fool could tell that Yan Yaoyao must have asked Chen Zhou for help.
Having a powerful backer means you can do whatever you want.
“But I did see Yan Yaoyao. Not only me, but many other people saw her. I’m not lying!” Yan Qiao insisted on her statement.
The policeman sitting in front sighed, "So what if you saw it? She says she didn't, there's no CCTV footage, and she can provide an alibi."
All the unfavorable factors seemed to suggest that Yan Qiao was lying.
This matter had nothing to do with her in the first place; she only needed to change her words, and the matter could be easily resolved.
"Little sister, you're probably still in school, right? You don't understand the complexities of this society. Even if you confirm that Yan Yaoyao did go to Courtyard No. 5, so what? They're a family. Are you going to send your daughter to jail just because of a few words you say?"
Yan Qiao was stunned. These words were unpleasant to hear, but they were the truth.
Song Yinsheng could trust Yan Yaoyao without hesitation, so how could he possibly send her to jail?
But Yan Qiao was just taking a gamble. Song Yinsheng wouldn't send Yan Yaoyao to jail, but the truth had to come out.
If she changes her tune now, wouldn't that make it seem like she's deliberately slandering her?
Yan Qiao gritted her teeth; she was unwilling to give up.
"No, I won't change my mind, I really saw her."
The police stopped trying to persuade him and nodded, knowing that stubbornness wouldn't bring any benefit at this point.
They remained silent the whole way to the police station.
She couldn't leave, but no one took her statement, so she was left standing there, ignored by everyone.
It wasn't until Yan Qiao spoke up that someone mercifully reminded her, "Now is not the right time to take a statement. Wait until you've thought it through before you speak."
There was nothing Yan Qiao didn't understand.
It wasn't until Ruan Cha called her that she learned some negative comments about her had appeared online.
Yan Qiao guessed, "Did Yan Yaoyao post it?"
"How did you know? Qiaoqiao, what happened to you?"
Yan Qiao remembered that she was still out of town shooting for a magazine, so she didn't tell her.
"No, don't worry, I can handle it myself."
She only checked her phone after hanging up.
Following her previous donation incident, she has once again put on a show for herself.
She was addicted to competing with Yan Qiao on the stage, and she wouldn't be satisfied until she crushed Yan Qiao.
This time, she spoke from the perspective of a victim, saying that her mother was still unconscious, but Yan Qiao was slandering her at this crucial moment.
Yan Yaoyao stated that she has an alibi, and that Yan Qiao has now been detained.
The word "detention" is used very cleverly. You might say that Yan Qiao wasn't detained, but she was indeed at the police station.
[It's obvious it's impossible, isn't it? Who would stand by and watch their own mother die!]
Although I don't like Yan Yaoyao, this time I'm on her side!
[Has Yan Qiao's cleverness backfired this time?]
I understand she wanted to retaliate against Yan Yaoyao, but she shouldn't have resorted to slander.
Yan Qiao scrolled through the top comments and scoffed, "So dramatic."
She closed her phone, shut her eyes, and leaned against the wall.
After thinking for a while, she took out her phone again.
Send a message to Shiloh.
Besides him, I really have no one else to turn to right now.
Unlike before, Shiloh didn't reply instantly; instead, she waited for quite a while.
But the message that arrived was an official statement.
Xi Luo: [Miss Yan Qiao, Third Master will handle this matter for you, but I hope that in the future, you will not bother Young Master Luo again with similar matters.]
This tone must have come from someone close to Master Pei.
Yan Qiao forced a smile, but couldn't manage it.
I felt embarrassed and helpless.
Thinking about it, it seems normal for Master Pei to act this way.
He's an elder, and it's perfectly normal for him to disapprove of the girl his younger family members like because they're not a good match.
Yan Qiao's fingers were a little stiff as she uttered a "Okay".
Then, he deleted Shiloh's WeChat account.
Master Pei kept his promise, and soon a lawyer came to negotiate and took her away.
Yan Qiao regained her freedom, but felt physically and mentally exhausted and had no energy to deal with anything online.
All she wanted was to go home and get a good night's sleep.
Unexpectedly, the online comments spread too quickly, and a large group of reporters blocked the entrance of the No. 5 Courtyard community.
They finally managed to get her back, and they swarmed around her like a swarm of bees.
"Yan Qiao, did you just come back from the police station?"
"Did you push Yan Yaoyao's mother? And then turn around and frame her?"
"Has the police released the results of their investigation? Will the outcome of this matter be announced?"
Yan Qiao's head felt like it was going to explode. She was surrounded by them, with all sorts of cameras pointed at her, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
She knew she couldn't go back to Courtyard No. 5, so she figured she might as well stay out tonight.
After finally squeezing out of the crowd and shaking off the people behind her, a car came to a smooth stop in front of her.
"Quietly, get in the car!" It was Ruan Cha.
Yan Qiao bent down to get into the car, her face looking exhausted.
"Aren't you out of town?"
Ruan Cha said, "How could I concentrate on shooting the magazine if something happened to you? That's why I came back early. Are you alright?"
Yan Qiao's voice was low: "I did not frame Yan Yaoyao."
Ruan Cha patted her head, "Why are you explaining to me? Of course I know you couldn't possibly frame her."
Yan Qiao lowered her head. "But nobody believes me."
"Who said that? I believe you, and so does Aqi. He's the one who called me."
Otherwise, she wouldn't have known that such a big thing had happened online.
"Don't think too much about it. Stay at my place for one night, and we can talk about everything after you've had a good night's sleep."
When Yan Qiao arrived at Ruan Cha's place, she realized why Ruan Cha had complained about the small size of her two-bedroom apartment.
After all, she lived alone in a large single-level apartment of more than 200 square meters, also in Zixingyuan.
“I originally lived in No. 1 Mansion, but it was a bit far away and the access was very strict, so I moved to Zixing Garden.”
The No. 1 Mansion is also a large, single-level apartment, even larger than Zixingyuan, and the interior design is more sophisticated.
"This is the bedroom. It's usually cleaned by someone. I'll get you a new set of pajamas."
The bedroom has an attached bathroom, providing excellent privacy. Ruan Cha took great care of Yan Qiao, bringing her everything she needed.
After taking a shower, Ruan Cha's takeout arrived.
"Qiaoqiao, eat something before you go to sleep."
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