Turns out I'm just mosquito blood

Chapter 64 He is Redemption

"We have already learned about the specific situation. If there is any new situation, we will inform you again."

"Wait," Joe said in a good night, "can't the photo in my phone identify him?"

The two police officers looked at each other, "We will go down and look up the number, but most of this situation can't be traced to the source, and this photo alone proves that your husband...cough."

The policeman glanced at Chu Yan who was waiting outside, "Apart from proving that your husband had contact with this person that night, there is no real help to this case at present."

Qiao Wanan was depressed, "I see..."

"Is there any question? You can read the record and sign it if there is no problem."

Qiao Wan'an didn't know how many times she was taken back to the Chu family from the hospital, like a fugitive who escaped from prison several times, she would still be caught after all.

He didn't think about anything this time, but was led home by Chu Yan in a numb manner.

He was more silent than ever, and began to shut himself in his room all day, seeing no one and not saying a word.

He just clutched the clothes Bai Jinzhou gave him tightly, as if he put all his emotions on it, even after falling asleep, he didn't let go, but there were still clear tears in the corners of his eyes.

Every time Chu Yan could only forcefully open the door of his room with the key, feed him food and drink, and talk with him, but Qiao Wan'an didn't talk to him, and most of the time Chu Yan just talked to himself.

"I did the math, the baby will probably be born at the end of summer." Chu Yan showed him some sets of baby clothes, "I prepared some clothes for him, both for boys and girls, do you think they look good? "

"If you like it, we will book here in the future."

Chu Yan took his hand, "I'm going to transform the room next to it into a baby's room and build a small playground for him. Come and see for yourself, shall we build it together?"

"We can go buy toys for him some other day. You can put a cradle chair in your room, and a thicker carpet should be laid on the floor, so that the baby will not be prone to falling pain in the future."

"An'an, are you okay?"

Qiao Wanan looked up at him slowly, "I won't want this child."

"What... what?" Chu Yan almost suspected that he had heard wrong.

"I'm going to kill the baby," said Jo goodnight.

If it was normal, Chu Yan would be delighted to hear it, after all, no one would want their lover to be pregnant with someone else's child.

But looking at the lifeless person on the bed at this moment, Chu Yan only felt panic in his heart, "An An, don't talk stupidly, the doctor said that your health is very poor, and miscarriage would be life-threatening."

He thought Qiao Wanwan would hesitate, but the latter just laughed in a low voice, without any joy, only feeling sad.

"Since when have you cared so much about my life?"

"An'an, I beg you not to say that..." Chu Yan begged, "You have always been very important to me, and I will take good care of you and the child."

"The child in my belly is not your child, he is a bastard, a bastard that no one wants?! He is destined to not have a father, because it is better to die..."

Qiao Wan'an looked agitated, Chu Yan only felt that there was something wrong with his mental state, so his words were a little confused, and he didn't think about it.

"Can I be his father? I must treat him as my own child, An An, he is not a wild species, he is not..."

"Oh, my own child," Qiao Wan'an laughed hoarsely, "The one in He Xiran's stomach is your own, don't you just ignore it?"

Chu Yan: "That's different. I don't love He Xiran. Besides, he has done so many vicious things. I really can't face him and that child."

"But I don't care about the kid."

"What's the difference!" Qiao Wan'an looked at him resentfully, "Chu Yan, have you ever really loved someone? Your love... has always been so casual and cheap."

Chu Yan's lips turned white and trembled unconsciously, "What on earth do I have to do to make you believe that I really love you and that I will really treat you forever, I beg you, trust me again?"

Qiao Wanan looked at him and said word by word: "Except, not, I, die."

Chu Yan covered his face, "An An, no matter how much you hate me, don't make fun of your own life, okay?"

"Even if you don't think about it for yourself, you and this child were bought by Bai Jinzhou with your life. You should cherish it..."

Chu Yan said bitterly: "After all, this is Bai Jinzhou's child, so he certainly doesn't want to see you like this?"

Qiao Wan looked at him calmly, gritted her teeth and said, "Chu Yan, I really hate you."

"I know," Chu Yan said, "but An An, I still love you."

"Even if you never forgive me for the rest of your life, I will never let you go."

"Here are He Xiran's pregnancy test records and the hospital he checked."

Chu Yan took the information in Du Yinyuan's hand, "Have you found out what relationship he has with that hospital?"

"Not really, but we checked the doctor who was in charge of the examination report for He Xiran, and his nephew suddenly had a large amount of money in his account some time ago."

Chu Yan was silent for a moment, and Du Yinyuan asked, "Should we confront him face to face?"

"No," Chu Yan said, "Let's go directly to him. He may not be able to tell the truth. Find out if there is any other evidence that the doctor was bribed before."

"understood."

"There is also the Bai family. He Xiran is in power now, but Bai Jinzhou has already arranged the whereabouts of the property before his death."

"Where did you go?" Chu Yanduo asked.

"His will said it was given to Mr. Joe..."

Chu Yan took a deep breath, "Forget it, he has a child after all, let him talk to the lawyer then."

"As for the Bai family," Chu Yan's eyes darkened, "Let me closely monitor his recent movements."

"President," Du Yinyuan hesitated to speak, "Even the police are helpless..."

Chu Yan sneered, "We're not the police, he can do whatever he can, so we can't retaliate?"

On the day of the funeral, there was no snow in the sky, but there was a thick layer of snow.

Qiao Wan'an was wearing black plain clothes, and was helped out of the car by Chu Yan, stepping on the snow one by one. This was the first time that Chu Yan walked with Qiao Wan'an in front of outsiders.

Seeing Qiao Wan'an's slow movements and sad face, everyone guessed that he should have a close relationship with the deceased, but he was carefully guarded by Chu Yan, and everyone was a little puzzled for a while.

Looking at the scars and wounds on his face, no one would have thought that he had any romantic history with Chu Yan or Bai Jinzhou.

After all, he's just an ugly, sad ugly bastard.

Bai Jinzhou had no relatives, and his only relative, He Xiran, wanted to come to the funeral, but was refused politely by Bai Jinzhou's assistant. He had a reason, which was stated in the will.

He Xiran is angry, but he is in control of the Bai family now, and he can't afford to argue with a dead person.

Bai Jinzhou seemed to have foreseen that such a day would come to him, and he always arranged everything properly.

Everyone presented flowers and elegiac couplets, Duan Xiaohua took the stage to read the eulogy, and then bid farewell to the portrait together.

Qiao Wan'an stood in the crowd, looking at the face with a bright and healthy smile from a distance, and suddenly couldn't help but chuckle in the sad silence of the audience.

He still remembered the first time he met Bai Jinzhou.The man looked at him casually, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and he called him poor at that time.

When I saw him for the second time, he squatted in the corner and cried in embarrassment. It was he who reached out to him and bandaged his wound, so he didn't let him live on the street that night.

For the third time, he used a conspiracy to get him. He wanted to let others bully him, but took him away at the last moment.

Every time afterwards, as long as he was by his side, no one would bully him.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Qiao Wan'an slowly squatted down and buried her head in her arms.

Bai Jinzhou, I can't do it... I can't hold on anymore.

He was pregnant and couldn't squat for a long time, Chu Yan couldn't hold back, but still pulled him up, seeing him crying with tears in his eyes, his heart was throbbing.

He never knew that with such a conceit, he could do this for a person. In the past, he couldn't tolerate a little sand in his eyes.

But now, he doesn't mind that he has another person in his heart, he doesn't mind that he is pregnant with another person's child, and he can even bear him crying at that person's funeral.

Chu Yan comforted himself, at least he still won.

He can be by Joe's good night forever.

After the ashes were cremated and sent to the cemetery for burial, Duan Xiaohua said to Qiao Wanwan: "Mr. wants you to carve a sentence on his monument."

"Me?" Qiao Wanwan was a little surprised.

"Mr. didn't have parents or wives, he only had you."

Qiao Wan'an stared down at the empty stele, took the booklet from the administrator, and wrote down a paragraph seriously.

"Please engrave these words for me."

Qiao Wan'an handed over the brochure and turned to leave. Chu Yan took a look at the brochure and was dumbfounded for a long time.

On the top of the booklet was written a sentence:

"The one who redeemed my life."

Qiao Wanan got into the car, Chu Yan was afraid that he would be cold, so he immediately turned on the heater.

He hugged Joe tightly, good night, and wanted to ask for an answer, "He is salvation, so what am I?"

Qiao Wan'an didn't answer, but a cold smile curled up on the corner of her mouth.

Is it still useful to ask these now?

Goodnight Joe, who only groveled and begged for mercy, was dead, killed by lies and oppression.

What about love?

To him and to Chu Yan, it was a luxury.

How much he loved Chu Yan in the past, now he hates it.

"I'm tired." Qiao Wanan resisted and pushed him away.

Chu Yan paused, and let him go silently. He took out a small soft pillow and put it on Qiao Wan'an's back, and covered him with a small blanket. His eyes gleamed with water, but he looked at him tenderly. "Go to sleep...you'll be home when you wake up."

Goodnight Jo turned away and closed her eyes.

After arriving home, Chu Yan didn't wake him up, but lay on the steering wheel and stared at him obsessively.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen such a peaceful sleeping face, just looking at him like this already made him feel very satisfied.

But he has never seen the tenderness of love in Qiao Wanan's eyes again, and I have to say, he misses it very much.

I miss the good night Joe who is full of his heart and eyes.

It's only been two years, how did he force such a gentle person into such a cold, indifferent and heartless appearance.

Chu Yan got out of the car and opened the door on the other side to hug him, but Qiao Wan'an suddenly woke up and looked at him warily.

Chu Yan's hands froze in mid-air, and he said awkwardly, "I...just want to hug you..."

Qiao Wanyan pushed his hand away and walked down by himself.

He feels dirty even touching him now.