C8 His Silence Was Only for the Sake of

Yan Fusheng knelt down and begged him while crying, "Son, just tell me. You have been wronged. You didn't do this. I know that you are not such a person."

Yan Yilang swallowed his saliva and looked through the air. He looked at Qiao Xinyou, who was sitting opposite of the plaintiff, and smiled bitterly. "Dad, I am such a person. I like her, so I will kidnap her."

Everyone knew that once he revealed the truth, Qiao Xinyou's plot would be seen through. Then the person who would be imprisoned would definitely be her.

But Yan Yilang loved her very much and did not want to see her in jail.

At that moment, Qiao Xinyou instantly collapsed. She looked at Yan Yilang, who was opposite her, and cried bitterly. She covered her mouth with both hands and sobbed. At that moment, she realized that this boy loved her so much. This was also the reason why she could not forget him for the past five years.

Everyone looked at Qiao Xinyou and cried bitterly. They only thought that it was the fear and despair of a weak girl, but no one knew what she was thinking.

The young him was so calm. He looked at Yan Fusheng firmly and said, "Dad, I was wrong this time. I won't do such a stupid thing again. If I do something wrong, I will receive retribution. Let me go to prison and reflect on myself."

The last sentence seemed to be for him to hear, but also for Qiao Xinyou to hear.

Qiao Xinyou stared at this passionate boy in a daze. She turned around and left mercilessly. Step by step, she stepped into the prison that would never change.

He loved her. He was in prison for her. She knew that his silence was only to protect her.

Sunlight shone through the window and covered his handsome face. His tightly shut eyes were slightly raised and his beautiful eyebrows were squeezed together. It was obvious that he was not sleeping soundly.

Qiao Xinyou walked to the window and reached out to pull the curtains. Then she looked back at him. The once clean side profile had been eroded by the passage of time and had become more mature and steady.

It had been five years. He had not been living well in prison!

Qiao Xinyou carefully walked to the bedside and looked at him for one last time. After closing the curtains, his tightly knitted brows finally relaxed a little. The arm that was placed on the blanket was full of scratches from last night.

Last night, she was in pain and he was not feeling well either. It was just that they both used an extreme method to vent their feelings.

Qiao Xinyou stood up and turned around to walk out of the hotel without hesitation.

Crack -

The door was closed!

Yan Yilang's sharp eyes had been opened at some point in time, and there was a hint of sorrow in them. He stared at the ceiling, and his tightly shut lips moved gently. "Qiao Xinyou, I really can't see through you! It was in the past, but now it's still the same!"

Qiao Xinyou quickly returned home and carefully pushed open the door of the room.

She found Qiao Xinyan sleeping soundly and clearly did not know that she did not return last night.

She let out a sigh of relief and fell onto the bed. Last night, she did not even know when she fell asleep late at night. She only knew that her body was about to collapse. Otherwise, she would not go to work today and take a leave to have a good rest.

Thinking of this, she was so exhausted that she was about to take out her phone to call the manager. However, her eyes were like a devil looking at the wheelchair by the bed. She suddenly shivered.

Looking at Qiao Xinyan's legs that were sleeping soundly, she silently hung up the phone and revealed a sad smile. She changed into a clean business attire and went out.

Qiao Xinyou quickly made a call and just happened to be on time and was not late. Every day for a few hundred dollars in attendance award, she had never been late. Today was a rare time on time.

"Meeting! Meeting!" Manager Chen's dull voice resounded throughout the entire office. She twisted her waist. With thick makeup on, she looked like she was about to run to the four of them. She still looked attractive. "Hurry to the meeting room. There's an emergency meeting."

Qiao Xinyou put away the bag in her hand and followed her colleagues to the meeting room.

In the middle of the meeting room, a man was facing the wall. With his hands behind his back, the tall and powerful figure looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight.