Qiao Dehou glanced at him coldly, "Sit down."
Fu Nancheng took his seat and observed Qiao Dehou's expression.
Though he had been in a coma for a long time, his complexion was still rosy, and his mental state seemed quite decent, which made Fu Nancheng feel somewhat relieved.
After all, regardless of anything, all signs from the investigation showed that Qiao Dehou had always treated Qiao Mo well, even going so far as to make great efforts to erase evidence of her crimes.
Fu Nancheng didn't hesitate any longer and said candidly, "I want to know the truth from eight years ago."
"Are you referring to the truth about wanting to elope with Xiao Mo?" Qiao Dehou's gaze fell on his face, carrying a hint of scrutiny.
As soon as the events of those years were mentioned, a flash of anger crossed his eyes.
After all, if not for the man in front of him, so many things wouldn't have happened later on, and his two daughters...
