Qiao Pengju finally called and caused such a big trouble. He didn't dare to face his father and grandfather. He called his younger sister Qiao Mengyuan. Qiao Mengyuan heard his brother's voice and even her eyes turned red: "Brother, where are you? Why do you need to turn off the phone? Why do you do this? Do you know that the whole family is worried about you?"

Qiao Pengju's voice was a little hoarse: "Mengyuan, I'm fine. I'm not in Hong Kong and I can't go back to China. I must not go back until this matter is calmed down."

Qiao Mengyuan said with tears in her eyes: "Brother, what happened? Tell me, I can help you, and our whole family can help you."

Qiao Pengju said, "Weng Liangyu's bastard made me do something. Someone behind him ordered me. This matter was not aimed at me, but our Qiao family." Qiao Pengju was quite calm, and the sudden blow did not make him mess up.

Qiao Mengyuan guessed this shortly after this incident, but Qiao Pengju realized that it was too late, the overall situation had been completed, and he was already deeply involved in the situation.

Qiao Mengyuan said: "Brother, where are you?"

Qiao Pengju said, "Mengyuan, I can't tell you, don't try to find my whereabouts. I still have a way out. I won't have any trouble. I'll say sorry to my grandfather and dad."

Qiao Mengyuan said: "Brother, I will pay back the money you owe to you, and I believe I can pay it back."

Qiao Pengju said: "They did not come for money. I cooperated with Weng Liangyu and I have always had a lot of thought. The financial power is controlled by me. It is precisely because his trust in me that I have confused me. I didn't expect that he did not come for money at all. He just set up a plan and set up a plan to get me into it. The bribery that has been exposed now has nothing to do with me. He did do everything. I have indeed attended several meetings with them, but I know nothing about his bribery."

Qiao Mengyuan said: "Brother, anything can be solved."

Qiao Pengju said, "Mengyuan, I will find a way to solve the leak I poked. I will find a way to find Weng Liangyu and force him to spit out the truth!"

Qiao Mengyuan said: "Brother, don't continue to take risks, you can't have any trouble!"

Qiao Pengju smiled indifferently and said, "Mengyuan, our Qiao family is not so easy to be knocked down. I remind my father that there must be someone else who really wants to deal with our Qiao family, so that he must be more careful." After Qiao Pengju said that, he hung up the phone.

Qiao Mengyuan held the phone and heard the busy voice coming from the phone. Tears fell in a dim light. Although she had always been strong, this time something happened to her elder brother who loved her the most. Although her elder brother was aggressive and risky, he had never cared for herself without reservation. Qiao Mengyuan thought that he was hiding outside at a huge risk at this moment, and could no longer be at peace in her heart.

Qiao Zhenliang was sitting in the living room, Meng Chuanmei passed by him with an expressionless face and walked towards her Buddhist temple, as if she had not seen the existence of Qiao Zhenliang at all.

After Qiao Zhenliang waited for her to pass, he finally couldn't help saying, "Did you see me?"

Meng Chuanmei ignored him and continued to walk forward. Qiao Zhenliang shouted: "Do you know something happened at home? Do you know that your baby son stabbed a big missed child?"

Meng Chuanmei finally stopped and said indifferently: "Is it very serious?"

Qiao Zhenliang walked over, grabbed Meng Chuanmei's arm, and suddenly hid the rosary in her hand, then tore it with all his might, tearing it off, and the scattered beads flew everywhere.

Meng Chuanmei bowed silently and picked it up one by one.

Qiao Zhenliang said with a heartache: "Why did you become like this? Why do you ignore this family? What's wrong with you since I married you?"

Meng Chuanmei knelt on the ground and was carefully looking for the lost rosary. Her expression was indifferent and calm, and her emotions were not affected at all. After picking up all the rosary, she held it in her hand and walked towards the Buddhist temple. She placed the rosary on the altar, knelt on the cushion and knelt respectfully, silently chanting the Buddhist scriptures, and praying for the Buddha's understanding.

Qiao Zhenliang strode in and grabbed the incense burner on the table.

Meng Chuanmei realized what he wanted to do, and her nerves were stimulated, and she screamed and stopped Qiao Zhenliang.

Qiao Zhenliang held the incense burner in his hand, and his face, which had always been kind, showed unprecedented violence, and he growled like a wild beast: "I want to smash all this, I want you to return to reality!"

Meng Chuanmei grabbed his hands tightly: "You hit me to death, you hit me to death first!"

Qiao Zhenliang said: "If I want to kill you, I should have killed you twenty-seven years ago!"

Meng Chuanmei's pupils magnified sharply due to fear. She shook her head and said wildly: "You are a hypocrite. You hate me, you have always hated me."

"If I hate you, why would you endure the humiliation for so many years!" The muscles on Qiao Zhenliang's face twitched violently due to pain, which made his expression look even more terrifying.

Meng Chuanmei said: "Because you have to take care of the reputation of your Qiao family, you are not in the hands of your relationship, but you care about your career, and your Qiao family cares about your face. Therefore, you can play a good husband in front of others, live for more than 20 years with someone you don't love at all, and play a kind father in front of your daughter. It's really hard for you. You have played for twenty-seven years. Whenever Mengyuan calls you father, is your heart bleeding..."

"Stop!" Qiao Zhenliang lost his mind in an instant. He raised his hand and slapped Meng Chuanmei hard in the face, making Meng Chuanmei fall to the ground. Then he picked up the incense burner and used all his strength to smash the Buddha statue in front of him. The Buddha statue shattered in response to the sound, and the incense ash floated everywhere in the Buddhist temple. Qiao Zhenliang stood in the dim light, and his face was filled with indescribable sadness. He seemed to hear the movement behind him, turned around, and saw his daughter standing outside the door, crying. At this moment, Qiao Zhenliang's heart was completely broken. He lost his composure and said in disgrace: "Mengyuan..."

Qiao Mengyuan covered her lips, cried and shook her head. The words she just heard made her world collapse instantly, and she ran outside for life.

Qiao Zhenliang shouted his daughter's name and chased outward.

Meng Chuanmei knelt there and tried to gather the fragments of the Buddha statue together. Unexpectedly, the skin of her fingers was cut, and the red blood flowed out, mixed with the falling incense ash, drawing a shocking pattern.

Qiao Mengyuan didn't know how she escaped from the house. Her mind was empty and she clearly heard the conversation between her parents. If time could turn back, she would rather not appear outside the Buddhist temple. When people were in great pain, they always wanted to find a place to escape, but Qiao Mengyuan didn't know where she was going? The world is so big, where is the place she should go.

Qiao Mengyuan was just lying down and ran wildly, almost hitting the car ahead. Fortunately, the other party stepped on the brakes in time. Qiao Mengyuan, who was covered with tears on her face, raised her eyes and saw Zhang Yang and Chu Yanran in the car.

Zhang Yang had never seen Qiao Mengyuan's expression like this, so sad and so desperate.

Qiao Mengyuan wanted to escape, but Zhang Yang grabbed her arm.

Chu Yanran also got out of the car. Although she and Qiao Mengyuan were not very familiar, seeing Qiao Mengyuan's expression immediately aroused sympathy in her heart. Chu Yanran said softly: "Mengyuan, don't cry, what do you mean to us?"

Qiao Mengyuan threw herself into Chu Yanran's arms powerlessly, leaned on her shoulder and sobbed quietly.

Zhang Yang looked up at the Qiao family and saw Qiao Zhenliang. He saw the pain and sadness hidden in the eyes of the provincial party secretary. Zhang Yang pointed at Qiao Mengyuan and patted his chest. Through this action, he told Qiao Zhenliang that he would take good care of Qiao Mengyuan.

Qiao Zhenliang nodded. He wanted to smile, but he couldn't laugh at him now.

Looking at Zhang Yang and Chu Yanran persuaded Qiao Mengyuan to get in the car and drove away from the provincial party committee’s family courtyard, Qiao Zhenliang felt a little calmer. An official passing by his doorstep greeted respectfully: "Secretary Qiao!"

Qiao Zhenliang barely smiled, and his heartbeat gradually returned to his former rhythm. He realized that he still had to live strongly and that he had to continue living with a mask.

Qiao Zhenliang returned to the Buddhist temple and saw that his wife had gathered the broken Buddha statues together and tried to put the Buddha statue back into the shape of the past. With the faint light, Qiao Zhenliang saw the long-lost tears in Meng Chuanmei's two possessions.

Qiao Zhenliang said coldly: "The broken things will never be able to fight back to their complete shape. No matter what you do, both sides will suffer in the end."

Meng Chuanmei smiled with tears in her eyes, and she said word by word: "Qiao Zhenliang, I want to divorce you!"

Qiao Zhenliang nodded slowly and said, "Whatever, remember one thing for me, your son is mine, and your daughter is mine. If you dare to take Mengyuan away, I will ask you to repay everything you owe me for the past twenty-seven years! I will make you pay a tragic price for what you said you did."

Tears slowly slid down Meng Chuanmei's pale face, falling drop by drop on the ground, and the incense ash that had just calmed rose again. She whispered: "My love for my children is no less than you. If it weren't for Pengju, I would have left this home long ago. I admit, I'm sorry, but in the past twenty-seven years, I have played the role of a wife for you. In the past twenty-seven years, you have insulted me and tortured me all the time. I've been enough. Even if it's punishment, I've endured enough! Mengyuan does not belong to you, you don't love her at all. You want to impose your hatred for me on her. You want my daughter to continue to accept this torture."

"Stop!" Qiao Zhenliang roared angrily. He pointed at Meng Chuanmei's forehead like a roaring lion: "Remember to me, Meng Yuan is my daughter, and no one can take her away from the Qiao family!"

Meng Chuanmei looked at him quietly: "Do you care? What you care about is your reputation, the honor of the Qiao family, and anything else, will you care about?"
Chapter completed!