***
Mai Xiaomai also thought about it, feeling a chill in her heart.
Indeed, in this world, the human heart is the most complex; even the most skilled appraiser cannot assess it.
*
Qiao Chutian and Qiao Hengyuan came out of the room.
"Did Dad fall asleep?"
Zheng Xiuyuan asked anxiously.
"Yes, he just fell asleep, and his mood is much more stable."
Qiao Hengyuan nodded.
"Dad, let's go outside. I have more to discuss with you."
Qiao Chutian hadn't yet told Qiao Hengyuan what the detective said to him.
To ease his father's mental burden a little, he had to say it even if it wasn't yet confirmed.
Qiao Hengyuan walked out with him.
Qiao Chutian shared the detective's exact words with him one by one, then asked, "Dad, did Mom really have such a secret admirer before?"
Qiao Hengyuan nodded, "That person indeed committed suicide shortly after your mom's death. The reason for it is unknown."
"There really was such a person?"
