Chapter 1329 Will You Be Satisfied only if I Die?

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After Qiao Fengnian went upstairs to rest and Qiao Yanxun and others drove away, the two of them came to the living room and sat down.

In the distance, I could only see the figures of a few servants cleaning.

Mrs. Qiao stood up and was about to pour tea for Qiao Yanze, but was stopped by Qiao Yanze.

"You sit down, I'll do it." He said calmly, poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Mrs. Qiao.

Mrs. Qiao took it with a complicated expression. She brought the water glass to her lips and took a sip. She paused and put down the glass. She tried her best to squeeze out a smile: "Yanze, what do you want to ask me?"

Qiao Yanze seemed to come out of his deep thoughts. He raised his eyes and said, "You should speak first."

Mrs. Qiao hesitated, "I didn't tell you dad..."

Qiao Yanze raised an eyebrow.

"He has recently been paying close attention to the letter of intent for cooperation that you and Yunshi Group are discussing... He has also contacted Yun Shi himself. Yun Shi seems to be interested in making you his son-in-law..." Mrs. Qiao finally spoke, "Yan Shi Ze, I still hope you will think about it carefully. You are still young now. When you reach a certain age, you will definitely regret it. Then there will be no marriage partner like the eldest daughter of the Yun family..."

Qiao Yanze sneered lightly.

Mrs. Qiao suddenly choked up.

After a pause, she said stiffly: "I can... apologize to her and ask her to forgive me, as long as you stop being so stubborn."

"You still don't have to force it." Qiao Yanze's tone became a little calmer, "If you are not sincere, it is not an apology, but a hindrance to others."

"This won't work, that won't work either, what do you want from me?" Mrs. Qiao still couldn't control her temper, and her voice was tinged with anger, "Or are you satisfied that I have to die? "

"Mom." Qiao Yanze closed his eyes, and when he spoke again, his voice was already hoarse, "You don't have to do anything. In addition, I hope you can understand that I don't plan to marry another woman and have children, and it's not for punishment. You, it’s not to blackmail you. It’s just my own decision and has nothing to do with you.”

Mrs. Qiao's breathing was a little rapid. She picked up the cup and drank the tea in one gulp.

"Your father won't agree. It's okay for you to disobey him occasionally, but if you are still stubborn on some key issues, it is not impossible for him to change his mind." She took a deep breath, "Don't forget, the company's shares It’s all still in your father’s hands.”

"It's not impossible if he has a better candidate." Qiao Yanze laughed and leaned forward to fill Mrs. Qiao's water.

Mrs. Qiao was choked and speechless.

"Now, it's my turn to ask you." Qiao Yanze glanced at her.

"What?" Mrs. Qiao held the cup slightly uneasily.

"I remember you said that Wen Yan's death was your fault." Qiao Yanze said calmly, "How did you do it?"

Mrs. Qiao's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

She now regrets saying this out of anger that day. But the words had already been spoken, and there was no point in denying them even if she wanted to.

"It happened more than 20 years ago, I don't remember it." She evaded, "And I didn't really want her to die. I was just too angry that day, so I deliberately exaggerated."

"I checked, and the records show that Wen Yan died of postpartum amniotic fluid embolism." Qiao Yanze looked at her for a moment, "Is this true?"

Mrs. Qiao's face turned pale.