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"I think so too. This way, the blow to him might not be as severe."
Qiao Chutian stood up, "I'll go discuss it with Dad."
"Go ahead."
Mai Xiaomai nodded.
Qiao Chutian walked out of the room and came to Qiao Hengyuan's door, gently knocking, "Dad, it's me, are you inside?"
Soon, Qiao Hengyuan opened the door.
His face was marked by an indescribable sadness and bitterness.
Qiao Chutian went in.
The father and son sat down, eyes meeting silently for a moment.
"Dad, I plan to tell Grandpa that we know about his past crimes, but not let him know that Grandma disappeared because of it."
Qiao Chutian spoke up, inquiring.
"Hmm."
Qiao Hengyuan nodded, "I have the same thought."
"Seems like we've reached an agreement."
"Xiaotian, you go tell him. I still don't know how to face him."
Qiao Hengyuan's eyes were filled with pain, "There's another thorn in my heart, I can't face him for a while."
