Chapter 105: Chapter 105 Who is helping you Chapter 105: Chapter 105 Who is helping you The next morning, Qiao En went to look for Xu Mei and paid back the money she owed.

Xu Mei, with a cigarette in her lips and one leg over the other, took the money.

“Do you know how much you’ve hurt Qin Keke?”

Xu Mei’s gaze was murky as she looked at Qiao En.

Qin Keke had lost the child and consequently lost all her support. Zhou Ziyan was inherently heartless—he had spent ten million yuan, using Qiao En as bait to trap Zhou Jin’an. Now that he’d succeeded, he naturally wanted to kick Qin Keke to the curb.

On the day that Zhou Jin’an was taken to the police station, Qin Keke was thrown out of the hospital.

“She brought it on herself.”

Qiao En responded indifferently.

Everyone has their own fate, attempting to reach the pinnacle of life through shortcuts is but a pipe dream.

“I hear you’re about to marry into the Ding Family? Well, may you get what you wish for.”

Xu Mei was well-informed.

She belonged to An Jinhua, and An Jinhua’s stance determined Xu Mei’s attitude towards her.

“Thanks.”

Qiao En still had an expressionless face.

After returning the money, she left Tianyu, but as soon as she stepped outside the company, she unexpectedly ran into An Kexin.

It was a surprise for Qiao En, but it seemed intentional for An Kexin.

“Qiao En!”

An Kexin called out loudly.

Qiao En stood still, waiting for An Kexin to approach.

“Miss An, what instructions do you have for me?”

Qiao En was still polite as ever.

An Kexin’s cheeks were puffed up with anger, always wearing a false mask in front of Qiao En.

Even though Zhou Jin’an had unilaterally called off their engagement, she still pretended that he had done so with great reluctance.

“Why did you do that? Brother An treated you well, yet you’ve caused him to lose everything. Qiao En, what are you really trying to do?”

An Kexin, half a head taller than Qiao En, had a fair little face flushed with anger, and her chest heaved.

She liked pinning various unsavory labels on Qiao En.

“Sorry, Miss An, I don’t understand what you are talking about.”

An Kexin came with accusations, and Qiao En played dumb.

Today, both of them were no longer related to Zhou Jin’an.

An Kexin was no longer Zhou Jin’an’s fiancée, and Qiao En was engaged to Ding Hao.

Qiao En wasn’t afraid of her, but she didn’t want to provoke An Kexin either.

“How can you not understand? If it weren’t for your refusal to help Brother An, how could he possibly lose Nanchen? Brother An was taken away by the police this time, and I’ve found out that it was you and Zhou Ziyan who colluded, causing Brother An to be wrongfully accused. Qiao En, can you please clarify with the police? It has nothing to do with Brother An, he’s innocent.”

An Kexin’s series of actions left Qiao En somewhat puzzled.

Was she foolish, or brainless?

Clarify what? Was Qiao En supposed to take the fall for Zhou Jin’an?

Without reason, Qiao En suddenly laughed, “Miss An, Director Zhou is just my former boss. Even if I were to honor past affection, I’m not obliged to take the fall for him, am I? Besides, I’m about to get married. All I want is to live a good life with my fiancé.”

An Kexin’s face instantly turned a mottled mix of green and red, “You… how can you be so heartless?”

She started a new round of moral coercion.

To Qiao En, this hypocritical facade was truly disgusting.

“Miss An loves Director Zhou so deeply, if Miss An wants to help Director Zhou, whether by using the An family’s influence or by relying on Miss An’s sincere heart, I believe Director Zhou will surely be safe. Why not think of another way, Miss An?”

Qiao En looked at An Kexin, neither servile nor overbearing.

It had always been An Kexin who had been passing the buck to her, but this time, she tossed it right back.

An Kexin was stunned; she seemed not to recognize Qiao En.

“I do love Brother An, but I…”

An Kexin, in her haste, suddenly found herself at a loss for words.

Qiao En interjected, “Miss An had better think of something. If Director Zhou manages to escape this ordeal, he will surely remember Miss An’s kindness. Your heartfelt sincerity must move heaven and earth and will definitely touch Director Zhou.”

She was actually reverse-psychologizing An Kexin.

For a moment, An Kexin seemed quite affected by the encouragement.

Qiao En smiled tightly, “Miss An, I wish you good luck. I have a lunch date with young Master Ding, so I’ll be leaving now.”

Qiao En hailed a taxi by the roadside, ready to return to Chengnan Apartment.

Just as the car left an intersection, suddenly, someone dashed out and stood in front of the car with arms wide open.

“Qiao En, you bitch, get out of the car.”

Qiao En sat in the back seat, staring in shock at Qin Keke in front of the car.

She had been planning to look for Qin Keke, but to her surprise, Keke had taken the initiative to find her.

“Miss, should I call the police for you?”

The driver turned to ask Qiao En.

Qin Keke was holding a dagger, looking very ferocious.

There were no surveillance cameras at this intersection, few people, and plenty of trees—indeed, quite suitable for some shady activities.

Qin Keke’s appearance was very strange; she was not the kind of person who had brains, but planning all this, she seemed to have put in a great deal of thought, or rather, someone had done the thinking for her.

Qiao En looked toward Qin Keke, her gaze tightly furrowed.

“Thank you, no need, I’ll get off here.”

Qiao En used her phone to scan and pay the fare, then courageously got out of the car alone.

Although Qin Keke was clenching a dagger, she seemed even more afraid than Qiao En.

The taxi driver turned around and left, leaving only Qiao En and Qin Keke at the empty intersection.

There was a distance between the two of them, Qiao En was calm, whereas Qin Keke was trembling nervously all over.

“You slut, I’m going to kill you.”

She muttered under her breath, but her feet seemed glued to the ground, utterly unable to move.

Qiao En slowly walked towards her, step by step, the intimidation palpable.

Having been by Zhou Jin’an’s side, she had seen her fair share of big scenes, where knives went in white and came out red. She had not only witnessed it but also lived it.

Qin Keke’s little trick couldn’t fool Qiao En.

She walked right up to Qin Keke and stopped, grabbing the dagger in her hand and pressing it against her own chest.

“Don’t you hate me? Then stab here.”

The sharp blade cut through Qiao En’s clothes and into her skin, and blood quickly seeped out.

Seeing the crimson blood stain her beige top, Qin Keke’s hands trembled even more violently.

Both self-harm and hurting someone else required courage, clearly, she had none.

Qiao En’s face remained unchanged, but Qin Keke started to cry.

She tried to snatch back the dagger, but Qiao En wouldn’t let go.

“You deliberately picked a fight with me that day, all to use me to kill that child, right?”

Qiao En asked in a low voice.

Qin Keke’s head shook like a rattle drum, “No, it wasn’t on purpose, it was you… it was you who killed my child.”

Qiao En laughed, her grip tightening as she pulled Keke a bit closer, her gaze cold yet exerting an indiscernible pressure.

“Stop lying, that child was never Zhou Ziyan’s. You’ve been deceiving everyone, afraid that one day the truth would come out, and Zhou Ziyan won’t let you off. So, you thought about using me to kill your own flesh and blood, didn’t you?”

Qiao En raised her voice, and Qin Keke turned pale, collapsing on the ground, terrified.

“It’s not true, it’s not like that,” she kept desperately denying.

Qiao En pulled out her phone and showed a photo, which made Qin Keke freeze on the spot.

“Would you like me to bring him here to confront you?”

“No, it has nothing to do with him, it’s none of his business,” Qin Keke said frantically, reaching for Qiao En’s phone, but Qiao En stepped back, widening the gap between them.

The man in the photo was good-looking, with a clear brow and handsome eyes.

The photo was sent by Nana, and Qiao En had seen the man before—he was Qiu Zeming’s driver. How Qin Keke ended up with this driver was unknown to anyone.

But she was deeply involved.

As a public relations officer and a driver, both jobs involved pleasing others, but such work had opened their eyes to the lives of the wealthy.

So they grew covetous, harboring ulterior motives.

“Just tell me who’s been helping you from behind, and I won’t only keep your secret, but I’ll also give you a sum of money, allowing you two to flee far away. Qin Keke, you’d better think carefully about what to choose, it’s up to you.”