Chapter 282 Do you know how she died?

“You should have a serious talk with him. I don’t have the patience for that. I just want to beat him up whenever I see him.” Yan Liti sighed upon hearing this. “I don’t trust him about the baby’s situation. I haven’t told him anything. You can decide for yourself.”

"Okay." Shen Qingyan nodded.

After watching Qiao Changdong get into the driver's seat and Yan Liti hold Qiao Qiao well, Shen Qingyan bent down to pick up the brown paper bag that he had placed on a seat in the back when he left.

Only after watching Qiao Changdong drive out of his sight did Shen Qingyan lower his head to straighten his clothes. Carrying a brown paper bag, he walked over to the car that was still waiting for him, knocked on the window, and then opened the door and got in.

After Shen Qingyan got into the car, it soon left the breakfast shop.

After driving for more than ten minutes, the car stopped in a deserted area.

The driver and Wei Xingzhi got out of the car and walked away, leaving only the father and son in the car.

Shen Qingyan looked at his father beside him, their equally cold eyes meeting.

Then Shen Qingyan handed over the leather bag beside him.

"..." Old Master Shen.

He didn't reach out to take it. The leather bag Yan Liti had handed him that time contained divorce papers, and he assumed that Shen Qingyan was handing him a statement severing their father-son relationship.

So he didn't want to accept it.

Seeing that Old Master Shen did not move.

Shen Qingyan didn't mind, withdrew his hand, opened the bag himself, took out the papers inside, and handed them to Old Master Shen.

This is the paternity test report that Qiao Qiao showed him this morning.

He brought it with him when he left home in the morning, because if Grandpa Shen didn't come to him, he would go to see him himself.

Old Master Shen's gaze fell on the words "paternity test," and the emotions in his eyes began to surge violently.

With slightly trembling hands, he pulled out all the papers.

Upon seeing the words confirming that he was the biological father, Old Master Shen's eyes reddened, and his lips trembled slightly.

“Qiao Qiao is my daughter. She was born to Xiao Jun four years ago. If Shen Qingrong hadn’t taken the letter, Qiao Qiao would have been around one year old by then, and I would have been able to find her and bring her back.”

Shen Qingyan spends the whole year on missions, and each mission he receives is full of danger, uncertainty, and secrecy.

Apart from himself, his family had no way of knowing his whereabouts.

The timeframe is impossible to estimate; it could be as short as a month, or as long as half a year, a year, or even two or three years.

Shen Qingyan estimated that if Shen Qingrong didn't take the letter and hide it, at most a year later, when he returned to the Shen family and entered the study, he would find the letter that Long Yijun had left for him on the desk.

It was Shen Qingrong who caused him to miss the opportunity to reunite with his daughter earlier.

It even caused his daughter to die a tragic death in her previous life!

Shen Qingyan looked at Old Master Shen with a gaze that seemed both sarcastic and scrutinizing.

"No one but myself is allowed to enter my study. You were a soldier once, so you should know how confidential my study is."

"You tell me, how did Shen Qingrong get in? And why did he know so precisely that there was a letter on my desk?"

"Without a reason, without a precise purpose, do you think Shen Qingrong would risk stealing military secrets to go in and steal this letter for no reason?"

"I think you, being in this position, are more aware than I of the consequences of military secrets being leaked, right?"

What does it matter if the person involved dies? If something is leaked out, that whole family will be dead!

Old Master Shen's face instantly turned ugly.

He only knew that Shen Qingrong had stolen Shen Qingyan's letters, but he didn't know that it was stolen from a confidential place like the study, which even Yan Liti was not allowed to enter.

"Do you think that my daughter was only lost for three years and suffered a little poverty, and that it's nothing serious, as long as we bring her back and make it up to her properly?"

"Even if Shen Qingrong has those dark thoughts, he hasn't put them into action yet. We can't punish him for something that hasn't happened."

Old Master Shen did not speak.

However, the flicker in his eyes was enough to show that he really thought so.

Shen Qingyan smiled at this moment.

He laughed rather abruptly.

Old Master Shen raised his head and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Then he heard Shen Qingyan say to him, "I have been reborn."

"What?" Old Master Shen was taken aback, unable to understand what he meant for a long time.

“Some time ago, I went to the border and got injured there. Here.” Shen Qingyan pointed to his head, staring into Old Master Shen’s eyes as he continued, “I was hit here and vomited a lot of blood. Then I remembered a lot of things, things about my past life.”

"I was reborn, I lived a second life."

“In my previous life, I wasn’t as lucky as I am now; I found out about my daughter much later in life.”

"But when I found her, she was already dead."

Do you know how she died?

"It was Shen Qingrong who found my daughter first by relying on that letter. He impersonated me, took her back, and secretly raised her in a private courtyard in Kyoto. That courtyard is called Fengyang Courtyard."

“He hid my daughter in a small villa in Fengyang Courtyard and raised her for a whole year. After a year, he tied her up, carried her to the operating table, and removed her heart and kidneys to transplant to his twin daughters.”

Do you know how old my daughter was when she died?

"Not even ten years old."

"He just used her as an organ bank for his children, right there and then."

"Shen Qingrong even lied to her, saying that she was his illegitimate child..."

The events of my previous life were too painful and tragic.

Shen Qingyan generally doesn't want to recall these things.

Every time I recall it, my heart aches so much that it feels like it's drowning me.

Just like it is now.

A familiar pain shot through my throat, and the taste of blood filled my mouth.

Under the horrified gaze of Old Master Shen, he casually reached out and gently wiped away the streak of crimson blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Then he spread out his hands for Old Master Shen to see.

“Look, this is blood. It’s the blood that I cough up when I recall my past life, and it hurts so much that I feel like I’m suffocating. But this blood is not even one-thousandth of the blood that my daughter lost when she was tied to the operating table and had her heart and kidneys ripped out.”

"My daughter died on the operating table, her internal organs removed, the operating table stained red with blood..."

"No...no, stop talking..." Old Master Shen waved his hand tremblingly, as if he couldn't bear the scene he was describing, and his face turned pale as he stopped him from continuing.

But how could Shen Qingyan stop?

It was as if he had finally found an outlet for his emotions, and he was determined to vent the pain that had been nagging at him to someone.

He looked at Old Master Shen and asked him.

It's more like asking yourself.