"Well, if you don't want to drink anymore, how about wiping your body down? It will make you feel better." Her tone was as soft as the soft towel in her hand.

Mo Kai didn't resist this time and let Qiao An help him wipe it bit by bit.

She was careful, patient and meticulous. After completing a series of actions, she tucked the quilt covering Mo Kai's body. After making sure that he was not uncomfortable, she bent down to handle the glass fragments on the ground.

When she stood up and turned around, she realized that Fang Ziyu hadn't left yet. He was half leaning on the door frame, looking at her with an abrasive look.

Qiao An felt a little uncomfortable with his probing gaze, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

"Let's talk?" Fang Ziyu suddenly suggested.

Qiao An did not comment, quietly closed the door, and followed Fang Ziyu to the living room.

"What are we talking about?" Qiao An went straight to the topic.

Fang Ziyu sat down on the single sofa and said to himself, "Qiao An, I actually don't like you that much."

Qiao An reached out and took out the paper towel on the coffee table, wiped the water stains on his body emotionlessly, and said lightly, "Thank you."

Fang Ziyu narrowed his eyes and paused for a second before speaking, "But I don't understand why everyone around me likes you so much. Xinxin treats you as a biological sister, and my second brother, for so many years, half of my life has been taken away by you.

Tiao, I am still completely devoted to you."

Qiao An's hand wiping the water stains suddenly stopped.

Fang Ziyu always spoke outspokenly, but his emotions were somewhat exaggerated. He had no idea that his words were like a sharp awl hitting Qiao An's heart.

"Qiao An, I grew up with my second brother. To put it bluntly, he is closer than my own brother. If you treat him sincerely, I will definitely respect you and I will never call you second sister-in-law.

But if you always torture him like this, I thank you, please stay away from him, and please be neat and tidy when you disappear!"

Qiao An's hand holding the tissue turned white, and she spoke in a tight voice, "Did Mo Kai tell you something? Does he feel that now... is not good?"

"Okay?" Fang Ziyu sneered, "I thought he would be fine after you came back. But look at how he looks now, does he seem to be okay? If he is good, he will get drunk late at night frequently?!"

Getting drunk late at night? Qiao Anxin was worried. Wasn't he busy with work and socializing?

Fang Ziyu got louder and louder, "In the first five years, he didn't even know what you looked like, so he looked for you like a headless fly all over the world.

In the two years since you left without saying goodbye, he has turned himself into a walking zombie. Finally, you came back. I think this time he should finally get the best out of all his hardships, but he is now like this again!

Qiao An, what happened to my second brother? Why do you torture him again and again? In the past seven years, besides seeing you bring him pain, what else have you brought to him?

If you love him, I beg you, don’t let him suffer because of you! If you can’t do that, I would rather you disappear than continue to give him hope and destroy it. My second brother, I don’t owe you anything!

"

Fang Ziyu was just suffocating in his heart, and he also drank wine today, which made him a little emotional. Little did he know that his words were no less than cutting Qiao An into pieces with one knife after another.

Qiao An opened her mouth and found that she couldn't make a sound at all. But for her, it seemed that nothing she could say was powerless, and the damage done to Mo Kai seemed to be too much to describe.

At this moment, she only felt pain, as if the angina pectoris that had not occurred for a long time was coming back.

After Fang Ziyu vented his emotions through his drunkenness, he stood up and left.

Qiao An sat blankly on the sofa, staring at the pointer on the wall going around and around, letting time flow quietly.

This night, I am destined to never sleep again.

As if to divert his attention and curb the random thoughts in his mind, Qiao An pressed the TV remote control on the coffee table...


Chapter completed!