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Chapter 225 Don't Believe

Bo Lianchen's fingertips caressed the center of her brows, the warm fingers seemed to have some magical power, and wherever the temperature touched, the brows stretched.

"I found out when I called Duan Si, so I came back directly."

Ning Churan lowered her head a little discouraged, and blamed herself: "I shouldn't have kept this from you."

Perhaps because she really felt guilty and helpless, she told Bo Lianchen everything that happened and said to Ning Qingzhou without reservation.

At the end of the words, she still seemed to find it hard to accept, and she couldn't even believe that her elder brother, who had always been prudent and open-minded, suddenly turned into a vicious and ruthless person.

From the beginning to the end, she thought that Ning Qingzhou was someone she could trust without reservation, but the facts in front of her were like knives, piercing her heart hard.

The trust in the past, as long as I think of it in the future, it will be like a slap in the face. How much trust I had in the past, the slap on her face will be as hard as this slap.

Bo Lianchen was not surprised by what she said, he knew it from the very beginning, but he didn't want to tell Ning Churan the truth, for fear that she would be irritated if she knew it.

Originally thought that not speaking would save her from suffering, but now, she was hurt even more.

Sensing that the person in his arms was trembling uncomfortably, Bo Lianchen's hands around her body tightened a bit, and he comforted her in a soft voice: "It's okay, everything will pass..."

Under the clear sky, the car slowly stopped beside the iron gate glowing with silver light.

Ning Churan raised her head and looked out the car window. The familiar layout of the house warmed her heart. It turned out that she had arrived at Bo's house.

Bo Lianchen got out of the car first, then went around to the other side to open the car door, and gently led her out of the car while holding her wrist.

After entering the living room, Bo Lianchen paused, put his hands on Ning Churan's shoulders, and said softly to her, "Go and have a good rest, don't think about anything."

"What about you?"

Hearing this sentence, she subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, bit the corner of her lips and asked eagerly.

Bo Lianchen raised his hand and rubbed her lips. When his warm fingertips touched the cool lips, she loosened her teeth almost instantly.

He said, "I'm going to say hello to the old man."

He hasn't come back for many days, so he should go see the old man, let alone because of Ning Cheng.

The moment he spoke, Bo Lianchen gave Duan San a look, signaling him to take her upstairs to rest.

As if she had been drained of all her strength, she walked into the room in a daze. When she saw Bo Xiaobao, she immediately hid this terrible state from the bottom of her heart.

"mom!"

Seeing a familiar person standing at the door, Bo Xiaobao exclaimed, and rushed over when he realized it.

Ning Churan reached out to catch the sudden figure, and couldn't help sighing.

You see, no matter how smart and sensible he is, he is still a child of a certain age. He didn't see his closest relatives for a while, and when they saw each other, the tears suddenly couldn't be restrained, and he cried out with a "wow".

Ning Churan brought him to the wooden chair, as if wiping away his tears, but when his hand touched his head, he swung it away, the little guy seemed to be holding his breath, with his head buried beside her chest Sobbing and complaining:

"Mom, where have you been these days? I've been looking for you, and you don't call me, you..."

As he spoke, he began to "whimper" aggrievedly, Ning Churan was heartbroken and didn't know how to explain her disappearance these days, so he could only coax her softly.

Bo Xiaobao, who was coaxed happily, told all the trivial things that happened to him these days, from what breakfast he had in the morning, to what homework he assigned at school, and even a funny story told by his classmates... Finely broken, without missing a single thing.

When talking about the happy place, he suddenly stopped and looked at Ning Churan, seeing her smiling slightly, Bo Xiaobao frowned suddenly.

Seeing him looking at her with such strange eyes, Ning Churan froze his smile on his face, and asked uneasily, "What's wrong?"

"Mom, are you unhappy?" He looked into Ning Churan's eyes very seriously.

Ning Churan was stunned for a moment, considering her words, but before she could speak, Xiaobao's immature voice sounded again:

"Mom, your eyes are red and swollen, as if you have cried..."

The gloomy eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of the lips were stiff and forced a smile: "Xiaobao, mom didn't cry, mom just... just came back from the car and was blinded by the sand blown up by the wind, rubbed it a few times, and finally It looks a little red and swollen."

Her hoarse voice said reasons that even she couldn't believe, but her tone sounded so sincere.

After all, it is a child, after all, I still believe it.

"That's it." Bo Xiaobao lowered his head, half-believing, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly raised his head: "Mom, if there are bad people who bully you, you must tell Xiaobao, Xiaobao can help mother beat up the bad guys."

He raised his tightly clenched fist and shook it in front of her. The seriousness in his eyes made Ning Churan burst out laughing.

She touched his little head a few times and said softly, "Okay."

Afraid that he would see her gloomy and condensed emotions again, Ning Churan said slowly: "Xiaobao, mom is tired, and wants to go back to the room to rest first."

As soon as these words came out, Duan San, who stood aside without saying a word, understood instantly, stretched out his hand to pull Bo Xiaobao's hand, and then took over the words:

"Yes, Xiaobao, the proprietress is very tired recently, let's not disturb her and let her have a good rest, shall we?"

Bo Xiaobao looked at Ning Churan seriously again, until he saw the tiredness on her face, then he nodded his head slightly.

Ning Churan got up and walked to her room.

Duan San looked at the slender and meager figure, and couldn't help frowning.

Under the dim light in the corridor, her back was even thinner, as if she was shaking and could fall down at any time.

Duan San's brows furrowed deeper, faintly feeling that the lively and cheerful little girl in the past suddenly became scruples after experiencing these changes, and was no longer as heartless and unscrupulous as before.

Seeing her enter the room slightly sideways, Duan San sighed deeply. The Ning Churan in the past would not digest her dull emotions like she does now. She laughed when she wanted to, and cried when she wanted to cry. They were joking, and brought Bo Xiaobao to play games with him from time to time...

But now, she suddenly learned to suppress her emotions and learn to be strong.

It's just that behind this strength... no one can imagine how much she has endured.

Duan San withdrew his gaze and looked at Bo Xiaobao who was in a bad mood.

There was a burst of sadness in his heart, and there was nothing he could do. He could only pray that the matter would come to a conclusion as soon as possible, preferably a good one, so that his wife could recover sooner.

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Ning Churan who returned to the room was instantly discouraged and leaned against the door weakly.

After standing for an unknown amount of time, she dragged her tired body to lie down on the bed when she felt her feet were limp.

She tried to close her eyes, but the moment she closed them, the most recent things emerged one by one.

Grandpa's voice and smile, father's despair in the detention center, and what Ning Qingzhou and others said...

Like slides, one by one, they passed in front of her, clearly as if they were in it again.

Curled up under the quilt, he turned over and saw that there was a large space on the huge bed, and the grievance suddenly came to his mind again, his nose was sore, and he couldn't stop it.

Right now, she just wants to lie beside Bo Lianchen, wants to hug him, wants to hear his deep and soft voice...Without him by her side, she always unconsciously thinks about all the things that happened these days.

Turning over, Ning Qianran sighed irritably, then got up from the bed, ready to go out to find Bo Lianchen.

There is only a corner between her room and the study, but before she approached, she heard the sound of broken glass coming from inside, followed by the roar of old man Bo:
"Bastard, I don't allow you to intervene in this matter. Ning Cheng committed those outrageous things. He should be punished accordingly. It would be easy to send him to prison. He has a human life in his hands!"

The teacup was lifted by his hand, and shards were thrown on the ground.

Bo Lianchen glanced at the broken glass under his feet, and pursed his lips: "Dad, you and I are very clear about Ning Cheng's behavior, he is not someone who would do such a thing, the details are too strange, we shouldn't directly write conclusion."

The old rough palm patted the desk twice, suddenly raised his voice, and said angrily:

"Shut up, what's wrong with the results of the police's own investigation? So many people at the scene saw Ning Cheng holding a knife at the scene of the crime. Is it weird?"

Bo Lianchen lowered his head, for a moment he didn't know how to answer the words, but his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Old people who have lived to this age have their own awkwardness and paranoia. Once they decide on something, it is difficult for others to shake it.

"I was really blind back then, I didn't see Ning Cheng's character clearly, I trusted him so much, but look, what has he done now?"

The old man's voice was slightly choked up, and there was a little sadness between his brows and eyes: "Old man Ning is my brother-in-law friend, he left before me, and was killed by my adopted son, tell me how I can treat Ning Cheng tolerant?"

Regarding the sudden death of Mr. Ning, Mr. Bo said it was more sad than Ning Jing's group.

Having lived to this age, he has already looked down on money, fame and fortune. In his heart, only his relatives and friends are hard to give up. But when Mr. Ning left, he felt as if an arm had been cut off. Tell me, I have to pray for an early resolution, and the old man Ning can rest in peace.

Bo Lianchen saw how he was breathing heavily because of anger, and frowned:

"Everyone is very sad that these things happened, but we can't ignore the truth because of our emotions. This case is really suspicious."

Bo Lianchen knew the old man better than anyone else. Such an experienced old man would not listen to persuasion and was very stubborn.

He leaned on the table, sat down slowly, with long eyes, and sighed softly:

"Lianchen, I know that your doubts about all of this are because of Churan. You love Churan very much and are afraid that she will hurt her. Isn't that what I am?"

He glared at Bo Lianchen. Before this incident, he loved Ning Churan the most. This is a fact that everyone knows.

She is well-behaved and sensible, and hits it off with the old man, but the truth is in front of her eyes.
"Now that her father has done such a thing, when I think of old man Ning, I will never be able to face the murderer's daughter."

It was like a thorn choked deep in his throat. It was uncomfortable to pull it out, and it was even more uncomfortable not to pull it out. Even if he pulled it out, he would never forget that there was a thorn choked in his throat.

(End of this chapter)