Daddy, Here Is Mommy

The anger in Qian Jingchuan grew even stronger, and his eyes turned blood-red.    

The bodyguard saw that the doctor's face had turned purple. Not only did he not let go, he even increased the strength in his hands.    

At this moment, a clear and cold male voice could be heard from outside the door.    

"Let him go."    

When the bodyguard heard this, he immediately let go and respectfully retreated to the side.    

The voice was not loud, but it carried a trace of sternness. Qian Jingchuan's heart tightened, and the fingers holding onto the doctor's collar loosened.    

"Cough …" Cough … "Huff …"    

The doctor staggered and almost fell to the ground. A nurse nearby subconsciously took his arm. He gasped for air in great gulps and lowered his head, trembling.    

"Young Master Jing Chuan, my condolences."    

Yuwen Feng slowed down his pace and walked to the side of Qian Jingchuan, lightly patted his shoulder and comforted him.    

"What the hell is going on? "Why would my father …"    

Qian Jingchuan looked at the white cloth that covered Qian Yunfan and began to shiver. In his trembling eyes, tears rolled down. The veins in the back of his hands were bulging, and the blood was rushing through his veins.    

He didn't wait for Yuwen Feng's reply, he immediately pulled away that horrifying white cloth.    

Qian Yunfan looked like he was asleep, his eyes were tightly shut. However, there was no breath at all.    

"Daddy …"    

The taut strings of Qian Jingchuan's heart suddenly broke, and his knees went weak as he directly knelt down. His two hands tightly gripped the white bedsheet under Qian Yunfan's body.    

Once the tears fell, they were like a flood that could no longer be stopped.    

Although the day when our parents leave us would come, when that day really comes, as a child, no matter what, we would still be unable to accept it. Moreover, Qian Jingchuan had a deep affection for Qian Yunfan since he was young. Especially after he found out that his mother had betrayed his father, he felt an indescribable sense of guilt towards his father.    

"All of you, leave."    

Seeing this, Yuwen Feng ordered coldly.    

He had experienced the separation of his loved ones before. He also understood the pain of never being able to see each other again in this life. Although people would always die, Qianyun Fan's departure in this manner of less than sixty was always a pity.    

The doctors, nurses and bodyguards dressed in black all slowed down their pace as they walked out one by one.    

Only Yuwen Feng and Qian Jingchuan remained in the room that was filled with the aura of death.    

"Dad, it's Jing Chuan. Open your eyes and look at me …"    

In just a short moment, Qian Jingchuan's voice was already a bit hoarse. The sound of his grief even moved Yuwen Feng. At this moment, he was thinking whether or not he should speak of Qian Jingchuan's true identity. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided not to speak for the time being.    

… ….    

In Nanzhou City.    

Southland Penitentiary.    

Mo Ye walked into the interrogation room, dressed in his prison uniform.    

In just two days, his handsome face had turned tired, his hair had turned a lot whiter, and even his new beard had turned white. At first glance, he looked like a seventy year old man.    

"Mo Ye, I advise you to be honest and not resist." "You have to know, since we can find you, we can also find out who you are hiding behind."    

The interrogator had a stern expression, fiery eyes, and an air of righteousness.    

"I've already explained everything I should have. I have nothing else to say."    

Mo Ye narrowed his eyes and replied in a low, hoarse voice.    

His eyes, which had once been filled with a piercing light, now seemed dim and lifeless.    

"Mo Ye, Jing Se is different from what you said."    

The interrogator looked at him and spoke coldly.    

"Arthur?"    

When Mo Ye heard this, he could not help but be taken aback.    

"She came in?"    

"Mo Ye, if you want to shoulder such a big case by yourself, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it, right?"    

The interrogator did not respond.    

"You want to lie to me?"    

Mo Ye forced himself to calm down and opened his chapped lips with a smile.