The Side Character’s Hidden Boss!-Chapter 113 - Desperate Measure

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Chapter 113 - Desperate Measure

"You're still lying to us!" Mo Yi remembered clearly that Qiao Qing was walking directly towards the car in the traffic cam video. It was impossible for her to not see that it was Lin Fei inside the car but she had insisted that the culprit was Mo Li.


And now Qiao Qing refused to admit everything that she had said in the past, trying to blame it on the weather.


Mother and Father Mo tried their best to reason with her but Qiao Qing refused to admit that she was lying. Qiao Qing clenched her fists tightly as she took in Mo Yi's expression.


It was clear that Father and Mother Mo didn't believe her. Qiao Qing had one last resort but it was a huge gamble. She didn't want to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.


"Is it because I'm not your biological daughter that you refuse to believe me?"


Father Mo was stunned when he heard that. Qiao Qing... Why would she have that impression?


Qiao Qing's father, Ol' Qiao was my right-hand man... If not for that incident...


Mo Yi's eyes on Qiao Qing softened and concern welled in his heart. He sighed helplessly and then waved at her. Seeing that Qiao Qing had remained motionless, Mo Yi walked towards her and pulled her into an awkward hug.


At the same time, Mo Yun glanced at her, and his gaze was leaden with meaning. It was as if he was warning her from stirring up trouble again.


Qiao Qing could barely believe it. She had prepared everything for so long but in the end, it didn't really matter. The Mo Family's trust in her had been tainted. She was unwilling for things to end on this note, definitely not!


After Qiao Qing left the study, she knew she had to do something to rectify her image in the Mo Family's eyes. She came to the kitchen and prepared some snacks. Then she placed them on a tray and carried them to Parents Mo's bedroom.


"Yao Yao, do you think it was a mistake for me to adopt Ol' Qiao's daughter back then?"


Qiao Qing's hand which was about to knock on the door halted in mid air. When she heard the voices coming from inside the bedroom, her expression was scary and dark.


"Qing Qing wasn't like this when she was young, but in the study earlier, it was like I was looking at a stranger." Mother Mo sighed, "Since they were young, we had Qing Qing and Li Li play together, and go to school together. They have the same amount of resources. There's no difference in what they were given, so why would Qing Qing make that atrocious claim?"


Qiao Qing outside the door took several deep breaths. No difference? Have you people been blind?!


Every time Mo Li appeared before her with all her up-do, it was a painful reminder that Mo Li was the real Young Miss of the house. Even though Qiao Qing also called them father and mother, it was clear that they only cared for Mo Li!


The bedroom was quiet for some time before Mo Yi began faintly, "How about we send Qing Qing abroad to study? She can pick any oversea university that she prefers. When she graduates, we'll give her a small company to manage."


Qiao Qing could not believe her ears. She had made a minor mistake and the Mo Family was ready going to exile her? In her exile, she would lose everything and all the effort she had put in for the past few years would have been in vain!


Qiao Qing pulled back her hand and slowly retreated away from the bedroom.


Without great risk, there would be no great reward. If Qiao Qing didn't do something drastic to earn the forgiveness of the Mo Family, then her future would be extremely bleak!


...


"Sir! Madam!" Before dinner, Auntie Qiu ran in hurriedly.


"What's the matter, Auntie Qiu? Why are you so flustered!"


"Miss, Miss Qiao, she's kneeling outside right now!"


...


Outside the front door, Qiao Qing was feeling quite speechless. I was only acting to gain some sympathy, why did it have to rain?!


But never mind, I'll turn this into my advantage. This is a natural way to make things look more authentic for me.


Drenched in the heavy rain, Qiao Qing's fragile frame shivered uncontrollably as the water poured down her face. She knelt on the ground with her hands hugging her shoulders.


Her hands rubbed her body, trying to make herself warmer. It made her look so fragile and pitiable.