Chapter 262: Not a Car Accident Death

Watching her nine older brothers, all with intact limbs and nimble legs, leave in a jumble, Qiao Qiao sat down next to Fu Yu.

Looking at his legs, I felt even more heartbroken.

She mentally asked Xiaoyuan how much spiritual power he needed to heal his leg injury, and then received a result that he didn't need much and it wouldn't affect her.

She asked Fu Yu, "Brother Yu, how about I heal your leg injury?"

Fu Yu stared at her without saying a word.

His gaze held a hint of resentment.

"???" Qiao Qiao was full of questions.

She asked in confusion, "Brother Yu, what's wrong?"

“I heard you give him a potted plant,” Fu Yu said.

"Is it because he, like Fengcheng, also sent you a gift, and you're returning the favor?"

"..." Qiao Qiao.

Huh?

Qiao Qiao scratched her head in distress, then scratched her head again.

Thinking that the other party was angry that she hadn't listened to him and had taken something from the bracelet's space in front of others.

She tried her best to explain, "Brother Yu, Brother Sui Sui is a very good person, he wouldn't say such things."

Qiao Qiao trusted Pei Yiyang, a level of trust second only to Qiao Changdong.

She never intended to hide her abnormality from the other person.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yu's expression did not improve; instead, he remained silent.

Qiao Qiao stared at him.

His intense gaze made me feel uncomfortable all over.

Finally, pretending to hear something, he got up and said as he stood up, "I think I heard Grandma calling me, Brother Yu, I'll go take a look first."

After saying this, Qiao Qiao stuck out her little bottom and quickly disappeared from Fu Yu's sight.

Fu Yu watched her fleeing figure and pursed his lips tightly.

Meanwhile, on this side...

After Qiao Qiao found Yan Liti, she was immediately held in someone's lap.

Qiao Qiao pouted, looking somewhat annoyed.

She didn't really like Fu Yu controlling her like that, even though he meant well, she just didn't like it.

Her father didn't say anything.

He's not even her brother yet, and he's already starting to control her!

Qiao Qiao could almost imagine how Qiao Changdong would manage him after he adopted him.

Just thinking about that scene made Qiao Qiao pout.

"What's wrong? Are you sleepy?" Yan Liti was talking to Grandma Qiao when she saw the little girl in her arms with her chubby face all scrunched up and her little brows furrowed. She thought it was because it was too noisy here and she couldn't fall asleep.

She said, "Do you want Grandma to carry you to your room to sleep first?"

After spending these days together, Yan Liti has a very clear understanding of the little girl's habits.

The little girl takes a nap for one to two hours every day.

If I don't sleep, I'll feel listless and a little irritable in the afternoon.

Qiao Qiao was indeed sleepy at this moment. She responded softly, but instead of letting Yan Liti take her back to her room, she said, "I'll sleep here."

Then her little hand touched Yan Liti's earlobe.

Qiao Qiao fell asleep within minutes.

"It's alright, my little one has never been afraid of noise since she was little. In fact, she sleeps even better in a noisy environment," Mo Wenpei said as she brought a blanket from the room and carefully wrapped Qiao Qiaozai in it.

Yan Liti nodded, but did not get up.

Qiao Qiao hadn't expected that this time, when she fell asleep, she didn't automatically enter the bracelet space to cultivate.

Instead, she was enveloped in a red halo emanating from the red silk above her head, invisible to others, and fell into a dream.

...

The night was pitch black.

It was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

So as not to wake the others in the little house, the little girl went barefoot and carefully slipped into the study, picked up the phone, and dialed the number that was almost etched into her soul.

The call was connected.

—Dad, Dad, I miss you.

—Dad, Dad, can you come find me?

—Dad, Dad, I'm so sad, I want to go home.

—Daddy, Daddy, it hurts so much.

—Dad, Dad…

The little girl curled up and sat against the corner of the table.

Her little hands trembled as she held a telephone receiver to her ear, speaking to the person on the other end while sobbing.

Her right cheek was swollen, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

She held the telephone receiver as if it were her only lifeline.

I don't know what the person on the other end of the phone said.

The little girl's eyes lit up.

She listened to the reassuring voice on the other end of the phone.

—Sweetie, don't cry, don't cry, Daddy misses you too.

Okay, sweetie, Daddy's coming to find you right now, Daddy's coming right away.

—Dad will pick up our precious baby to celebrate the New Year soon.

—Where does it hurt, sweetie? Are they treating you badly? Are they bullying you?

—My sweet baby, my sweet baby…

The little girl was delighted and full of anticipation.

At the same time, the tears flowed even faster.

It quickly covered her entire little face.

The little girl was excited when she finally hung up the phone.

She didn't notice that behind her, at the study door she had half-closed, a figure flashed by.

The little girl thought she would soon see her father, that he would take her home, and that she would be reunited with her family.

But.

She wasn't greeted by her father.

Instead—

The scene shifts.

With a "bang".

A truck traveling north collided head-on with an even larger truck coming from the opposite direction.

Because the oncoming car was traveling at extremely high speed and the road conditions were poor, the truck heading north was directly hit, causing the front of the truck to separate from the body. The front of the truck flipped over in mid-air before landing on the ground with the roof facing down.

Even though he was wearing a seatbelt, half of the man's body was still thrown out of the driver's seat in the truck.

The man lost consciousness.

When the man woke up again.

He heard footsteps and phone calls around him.

Telephone--

Yes, the phone—

The man, who was already on the verge of death, suddenly remembered something and struggled to raise his hand, groping around on the broken glass.

My hands were quickly cut and bloodied by the shards of glass.

But he did not give up.

Until he saw the gleaming black mobile phone not far away.

The man smiled and was about to reach for the mobile phone when he felt a sudden tightness on the back of his head, as if something had been inserted straight into the back of his skull.

Blood was everywhere.

The man instantly lost consciousness.

But until death.

The smile on the man's lips did not disappear.

His eyes were not closed.

With a hint of joy still in his eyes, he stared at the mobile phone in the distance, its light flashing incessantly because of an incoming call.

Naturally, he didn't know that after his death, someone spat on him with disgust: "He's got a lucky life. He didn't even survive this, but I had to get involved."

...

Qiao Qiao woke up.

I woke up screaming.

Her face was deathly pale, and her eyes were filled with terror.

The sight in her dream made her scream and tremble uncontrollably in Yan Liti's arms.