My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

Chapter 223 Qiao Qin's Grievances

Li Qingliang fell to his knees with a thump, tears streaming down his face, his face filled with regret and pain.

There was a tense and depressing atmosphere in the studio, the lights were dim, and he stood there like a frightened bird, his body trembling slightly.

"Mr. Qiao, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I really have no other choice!" Li Qingliang's voice was crying, trembling as it came out of his throat. His face was filled with pain and regret, and tears flowed freely like a flood that broke through the dam, leaving clear traces on his haggard face.

"My father is seriously ill and urgently needs a lot of money. Someone gave me one million, and I was confused for a moment and..." He clutched the corner of his clothes tightly with both hands, and suddenly couldn't continue speaking halfway.

At this moment, Li Qingliang's heart was filled with fear and regret. He knew that he had made an unforgivable mistake. Why was he so confused at that time that he betrayed Qiao Qin who had always trusted him for the sake of that one million.

"sorry......"

Li Qingliang's face was full of pain, his eyes were full of despair, his lips were trembling slightly, and he kept repeating this sentence. His body was hunched, as if he was unable to straighten his back as if he was pressed down by an invisible mountain.

Qiao Qin looked deeply at the person in front of him, his heart was like a mixture of anger and helplessness.

Her eyes revealed deep disappointment, and her sharp gaze seemed to be able to penetrate Li Qingliang's soul.

"Have you ever thought about the days when we worked hard together?" Qiao Qin took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly. "When you first came to the studio, you were full of energy and enthusiasm. At that time, you racked your brains for every design plan and worked tirelessly. But now, you betrayed yourself for money, and betrayed your dreams and efforts."

Li Qingliang lowered his head, not daring to look into Qiao Qin's eyes. His heart was filled with guilt and uneasiness, like a child who had done something wrong.

"I didn't think so much, Mr. Qiao. I just wanted to get the money for my father's treatment as soon as possible." His voice was weak and trembling, full of regret. He had originally hoped that he would not be discovered by Qiao Qin, but in the end he was exposed.

Li Qingliang kept blaming himself. If time could go back, he would never do such a thing.

"I'm sorry to you and everyone in the studio." Li Qingliang's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"Why don't you come to me? I can help you too." Qiao Qin's voice echoed in the silent office, with a hint of resentment and heartache.

Li Qingliang's shoulders drooped and the sound he made was like the hum of a mosquito.

"I... I was afraid of causing you trouble, Mr. Qiao. I thought I could solve this problem, but I didn't expect..."

Li Qingliang didn't dare to look up, his heart was filled with guilt, knowing how feeble and powerless this reason was.

Qiao Qin took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. The window of the studio was half open, and a breeze blew in, but it couldn't blow away the heavy atmosphere.

At this moment, the driver had brought the police up.

The moment Li Qingliang saw the police, his face instantly turned pale as paper, bloodless. His body kept shaking and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"Mr. Qiao, please let me go for the sake of my 70-year-old father and 5-year-old daughter. The family cannot afford to be without me, the pillar of support."

If he was taken away, what would happen to his seriously ill father and young daughter at home?

For the first time, Li Qingliang regretted his impulsiveness and greed. He looked at Qiao Qin with hope in his eyes, hoping that she would forgive him this time for the sake of their family. He kept crying, his face covered with tears and snot, and he looked miserable. His voice was full of pleading and despair, which made people feel pity for him.

"I promise I won't dare to do it again. Anyway, it didn't cause any loss to the studio. Your husband is Mr. Huo of Huo Yan Jewelry, so he must have no shortage of new customers."

Perhaps because he was filled with fear, Li Qingliang began to speak without thinking.

Qiao Qin was a little reluctant at first, but when she heard this, her face darkened instantly and she said coldly, "Li Qingliang, I gave you a chance, but you betrayed the studio and my trust in you. I can't forgive you anymore."

Her voice was firm and powerful, without the slightest hesitation.

The next second, the police came forward and handcuffed Li Qingliang. The crisp sound of the cold handcuffs colliding was particularly harsh in the silent studio.

Li Qingliang looked at Qiao Qin desperately, his eyes red, tears kept pouring out, flowing freely on his face, his voice trembling: "Mr. Qiao, as long as you can forgive me, I can do anything."

As Li Qingliang spoke, he tried to break free from the police's control and approached Qiao Qin. His eyes were full of desire, hoping that Qiao Qin would soften her heart and give him a chance to atone for his sins.

However, Qiao Qin just looked at him quietly, without a trace of wavering in her eyes.

The policeman pulled Li Qingliang back, preventing him from getting close to Qiao Qin, and said sternly, "Behave yourself!"

"Mr. Qiao, please think about my father. He is already 70 years old and in poor health. He needs someone to take care of him. And my daughter is only five years old. She can't live without her father. Mr. Qiao, please, for their sake, forgive me."

Li Qingliang's voice became increasingly hoarse. Seeing that Qiao Qin had no reaction, the last glimmer of hope in his heart was shattered. His body completely collapsed, and he allowed the police to drag him out.

"Boss Qiao, I'm sorry to you and the studio. I regret it, I really regret it..."

Li Qingliang's voice, filled with endless regret and despair, gradually dissipated in the air. The voice became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared in the silence of the studio.

The surroundings fell into suffocating silence again, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Qiao Qin stood there for a long time without moving. She lowered her head, her hair drooping slightly, covering her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

Her body seemed to be frozen, standing motionless, as if lost in her own thoughts.

The air in the studio seemed to become heavy, making it hard to breathe.

It was not until a cool breeze blew past, and the coolness was like an invisible hand, gently touching Qiao Qin's skin, that she felt a little cold. She shivered slightly and hugged herself unconsciously with her hands.

The next second, the warm suit jacket was gently draped over her body like a soft cloud. The familiar warmth instantly drove away the coldness, and a faint, familiar cedar scent penetrated her nose, gradually calming her heart.

Qiao Qin was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned her head and a familiar face came into view. Huo Yan's eyes were full of concern and heartache, and his face looked particularly gentle under the soft light.

"Yan? Why are you here?" Her voice was full of surprise, and her eyes were flashing with confusion and emotion.

Huo Yan looked at her tenderly, his eyes full of love, "Of course I'm worried about you."

His voice was low and gentle, like the mellow sound of a cello, echoing in the silent studio.

Qiao Qin's eyes instantly turned red. Although she seemed calm just now, her heart had actually been devastated by the feeling of betrayal.

She had been suppressing her emotions and not letting herself break down in front of everyone, but now, in front of Huo Yan, she seemed like a wronged child.

Qiao Qin threw herself into Huo Yan's arms, tears pouring out like a flood. Her voice was choked with sobs, filled with pain and grievance.

"Yan, I'm so sad. I didn't expect he would betray me."

Huo Yan hugged her tightly, his eyes full of heartache, and gently stroked her hair, saying softly: "Qin'er, don't be sad, it's not your fault, you have done very well."

"That person betrayed your trust, but that doesn't mean you are a bad person. You are a kind and capable person, and your studio will get better and better."

Huo Yan continued to comfort her, his words were like warm sunshine, illuminating the darkness in Qiao Qin's heart.

"Don't punish yourself because of his mistakes. You still have me and our future." Huo Yan held Qiao Qin's hand tightly, letting her feel his strength and support.

Qiao Qin sobbed in Huo Yan's arms. Listening to his comfort, the pain in her heart gradually eased, because no matter what happened, Huo Yan would always be by her side, supporting her and protecting her.

"Yan, thank you." Qiao Qin raised her head and looked at Huo Yan, her eyes full of gratitude and love.

Huo Yan looked at her with a smile, gently wiped away the tears on her face, his tone full of tenderness and doting, "Silly, we are husband and wife, no need to say thank you."

The studio is filled with a warm atmosphere, as if isolating itself from the noise and betrayal of the outside world.

Huo Yan gently kissed Qiao Qin's forehead and said, "No matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, we will face them together. I will always be your safe haven and protect you and our future."

Qiao Qin hummed softly and snuggled tightly in Huo Yan's arms, feeling his warmth and love. But soon, she suddenly thought of something and couldn't help frowning.

Huo Yan noticed something was wrong with the person in his arms and asked quickly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"