《Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home》Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

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Chapter 273

Naturally, Han Ruchu agreed, but when Qiao Anxia’s finger clicked play on the recording pen, a song didn’t play . Instead, the recording that she’d edited earlier had played .

Qiao Anxia acted as though she were panic-stricken and turned the recording pen off . But Han Ruchu, who had already heard a portion of it, asked for her to finish playing the recording .

She pretended to look anxious, as she sat next to Han Ruchu . When the recording pen finished playing, she then carefully said to Han Ruchu, “Aunt Xu, no matter what, please don’t let Jiamu and Qiao Qiao know that you know about their love . They told me to keep it a secret . “

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Thinking of it all, Qiao Anxia suddenly lifted her hand and downed her bottle of RIO .

A pending arranged married was something no one could change, as marriage is the best way to unite two families . To protect herself, she could only betray Qiao Anhao’s lifelong happiness .

She knew that Han Ruchu’s beloved son was her life, so she purposefully put on this act for Han Ruchu to see, to let her believe that her son truly loved Qiao Anhao .

After almost two weeks, she accidentally overheard her own parent’s talking and found out that the daughter-in-law Han Ruchu had her eye on was Qiao Anhao, not Qiao Anxia .

In that instant, her wishes were fulfilled .

However, with her wishes fulfilled, it was the moment when she became riddled with guilt . She often dreamed of Qiao Anhao’s hate-filled eyes, how to make up for her wrongs, and how to make herself feel better about it all . From that moment on, she did her best to be good to Qiao Anhao . Up until the afternoon of the day before yesterday when she learnt that Qiao Anhao, who was married to Xu Jiamu, was actually messing around with Lu Jinnian . Thereafter, she silently put the recording pen, that she carried with her everywhere, in Lu Jinnian’s car .

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The reason she did this was simple . It was so that Lu Jinnian knew that Qiao Anhao and Xu Jiamu were truly in love with each other . No matter how much he loved and cared for Qiao Anhao, he must drop it all . He must give up!

Because Qiao Anxia couldn’t bare to see Qiao Anhao and Lu Jinnian betray Xu Jiamu any longer . The day everything came out, the only person who would be called a slut, the one who would be blamed woudl be Qiao Anhao!

Five years ago, Qiao Anxia had done a terrible thing . She had already wronged Qiao Anhao once .

Now, she had to do her best to protect her, to never let her suffer .

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Qiao Anhao stood at the study room’s door with keys in one hand and a blue gift box in the other . She took a deep breath .

In the past, she’d given many presents, but this time was her most nervous of all!

Qiao Anhao raised her hand to gently knock on the door . Without waiting too long for an answer, she opened it with the key, turned the handle, and pushed the door slightly open .

She was welcomed by a room pungent with the smell of cigarette smoke . She coughed a little, choked by the smoke . Luckily, she reacted quickly by covering up her mouth, then pushed her head in to look around . Her dark eyes watered and shifted around for a bit until she stared directly at Lu Jinnian who stood by the window with his back to the door .

His posture was perfectly straight, and there were cigarette butts of different sizes all around him . Just how long could he have been here to have smoked so many?

Qiao Anhao furrowed her brows, summoned her courage, and walked into the room . Then she gently shut the door and strode over to Lu Jinnian’s side .

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