Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss - Ch. 19

“Since you’re afraid of the Qin family becoming a laughingstock, just break up then. After all, you’re not married yet, right?”

“Ah… Ah Mo?”

Mrs. Qin was stunned to see Qin Mohan there and froze on the spot.

Why was he here?

Qin Yu’s eyebrows furrowed slightly but then quickly relaxed. He greeted him politely.

“Big brother.”

“Ah Mo, what… what are you doing here?”

Mrs. Qin, who had always been somewhat afraid of this nephew, suddenly became timid.

Seeing his cold and grim expression, her voice grew weaker, losing the arrogance she had displayed earlier.

Qin Mohan glanced at Su Qiao, who was lying on the hospital bed.

“It was my car that hit her.”

Although he wasn’t at fault, it had indeed been his car.

“What?”

Mrs. Qin exclaimed in surprise, caught off guard by this revelation.

She quickly composed herself and asked with concern.

“Then… are you okay?”

Qin Yu was also shocked.

He had only heard from the police over the phone that another car had been trailing the BMW and had sustained some serious damage to the front.

He hadn’t expected it to belong to Qin Mohan.

Qin Mohan curled his lips slightly in a cold smirk.

“Heh, don’t worry, I’m hard to kill.”

His words left Mrs. Qin in an awkward silence, unsure how to respond.

She had just moments ago accused Su Qiao, saying that her survival after Old Chen’s death was because of her <unlucky fate>, which had brought misfortune to others.

Moreover, after that incident years ago, rumors had spread that Qin Mohan’s <unlucky fate> had also led to his parents’ deaths.

Some even said he had killed them himself to claim the family head position.

Mrs. Qin knew all too well where those rumors had come from.

After an awkward pause, Mrs. Qin stiffly changed the subject.

“Ah Mo, it’s been so long since you came back to the old house…”

Qin Mohan ignored her, shifting his gaze to Qin Yu, who seemed lost in thought. He brought up the earlier topic again.

“Since you’re worried about losing face, then just break it off. It’s not like you’re married yet.”

It was just an engagement — nothing significant.

After speaking, as if remembering something, his icy eyes carried a frosty chill.

“And return what belongs to her. A family as large as the Qins shouldn’t stoop into taking advantage of others.”

These words struck a nerve.

Qin Yu was immediately painted as a petty and scheming opportunist.

A flash of anger crossed Qin Yu’s eyes, but he maintained his gentle expression and looked at Su Qiao with deep affection and determination.

“Big brother, you’ve misunderstood. I love Qiao Qiao. No matter what happens to her, I won’t leave her.”

“Is that so?”

Qin Mohan glanced at Su Qiao. Seeing her remain silent and not refute anything, his face darkened.

“Suit yourself then.”

Throwing out those harsh words, he turned and left, his face grim and his mood foul.

Mrs. Qin was perplexed, not fully understanding what had happened.

Seeing him stride away, she forced a fake smile and called after him.

“Ah Mo, remember to visit us when you have time. Your second uncle and I miss you very much.”

Qin Yu frowned deeply as he watched his brother’s departing figure, then turned to Su Qiao with some doubt.

Why did it feel like Qin Mohan was acting out of character today?

Normally, he wouldn’t meddle in such matters.

Mrs. Qin let out a sigh of relief, then turned to the bedridden Su Qiao, her anger flaring again.

Pointing at her with hatred, she scolded.

“You wretched girl, why didn’t you mention that it was Ah Mo who hit your car?”

Since she couldn’t vent her frustration directly, Su Qiao decided to ignore her. She closed her eyes and said coldly.

“So noisy. If there’s nothing else, get out. I want to sleep.”

“What kind of attitude is that?”

Mrs. Qin, not expecting her to talk back, raised her hand to slap her.