Xu Jiamu lowered his eyes, raised his hand, took out a stack of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Han Ruchu.

Han Ruchu looked at Xu Jiamu, hesitated for a while, took it, opened it, and found that it was a text message record printed by China Mobile.

Han Ruchu took advantage of the roadside lights and looked carefully for a while before she realized that they were all text messages sent by Qiao Anhao and Lu Jinnian on Valentine's Day last year.

Xu Jiamu, who had been silent for so long, finally spoke: "In the past four days, Qiao Qiao fainted and was hospitalized, and his mobile phone was at our house. Can you tell me who sent these text messages in Qiao Qiao's name?"

Han Ruchu didn't say anything, but her fingers holding the printed text messages trembled slightly. After a while, she raised her head and asked, "Jiamu, where did you come from?"

Xu Jiamu closed his eyes: "It's time now. Are you concerned about who is framed by you behind the scenes? The problem is, this is not a frame, it's a fact!"

"You know my brother likes Qiao Qiao, right? So when you took Qiao Qiao as bait to find my brother, my brother agreed to play me, right? You can't stand my brother, you know that Qiao Qiao is going to date my brother on Valentine's Day, so you pushed Qiao Qiao down the stairs, and then you took this phone and sent my brother a text message, right?"

When Xu Jiamu yelled here, his eyes suddenly turned red: "I'm sorry to you, it's my dad, not my brother's mother, nor my brother. Wake up, all this is his mother's fault! Why don't you deal with Xu Wanli? Why do you have to deal with them? What's wrong with them!"

"It's Qiao Anhao's shameless person, right? It's Qiao An easy to do, right?" Han Ruchu suddenly said with the paper.

Xu Jiamu didn't know what to say at all. He raised his hand, rubbed his forehead, sighed a long time, and after a while, he said, "You really disappointed me."

It was just a very simple sentence. After saying this, Xu Jiamu pulled his hand away from Han Ruchu's hand.

"Jiamu, don't leave..." Han Ruchu suddenly turned his head and handed it to the butler with a look.

The housekeeper seemed to understand what Han Ruchu meant in an instant, and immediately said, "Young Master, I sent this text message with Miss Xiao Qiao's cell phone. The wife doesn't know about this. I did it all. Don't blame the wife..."

"Enough!" Although Xu Jiamu did not look back and looked at the two people behind him, he knew everything like Mingjing: "Don't act anymore, do you really think I'm a fool? Qiao Qiao was pushed down the stairs, I know whose idea it was. The reason I believe it is because you are my mother, who gave birth to me and raised me as old as me. I think I have had such a long cold war with you. You will examine yourself, you will know where you are wrong, you will understand what your son cares about, and then you will respect your son."

"But in fact I was wrong."

"I tell you frankly, I don't know who gave me this text message record. This is an anonymous express delivery I received this morning, but you always think that it was made by Qiao Qiao."

"You actually never thought that you were wrong. You always work in a favorable place for yourself, and you try every means to make others suffer."
Chapter completed!