Although They're Mentally ill, They're Extremely Easy to Comfort - Chapter 80

As usual, Qiao Di would take a stroll in the garden after dinner.

A round, blood-red moon hung in the night sky. This was not a good omen. He looked up, gazing silently for a long time, then turned and walked towards the dungeon.

Qiao Bo’er was lying prone on the small bed. The slightest movement disturbed her shallow sleep. She raised her eyes to look at the doorway, where Qiao Di was leaning against the door, quietly watching her.

“…” Half-propping herself up, Qiao Bo’er did not speak.

“Accompany me for a walk in the garden,” Qiao Di finally softened his temper, his tone laced with pleading.

“I’m tired.”

“Just this one time,” Qiao Di insisted stubbornly. It seemed that if Qiao Bo’er didn’t agree, he would continue to wear her down.

“Sigh… Let’s go…” With a sigh, Qiao Bo’er slowly walked to the door. Although she utterly hated the dark environment of the dungeon, walking shoulder-to-shoulder with Qiao Di was even more unbearable.

Getting Qiao Bo’er’s agreement brightened Qiao Di’s mood. He anxiously unlocked the door, gently supported Bo’er’s arm, and slowly walked towards the garden.

Having not seen the light of day for several days, Qiao Bo’er took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air in the garden.

Qiao Di turned his head to admire Bo’er’s face. Her overly thin appearance, which caused her cheeks to be sunken, was not beautiful. It was even heartbreaking, but in his eyes, Bo’er was always the most beautiful.

He took her hand voluntarily and Qiao Di explained gently, “I was forced by circumstances to lock you up. My heart aches for it. After tomorrow, we can start a new life together. Please don’t blame me…”

Stubbornly pulling her hand away from Qiao Di, Qiao Bo’er rubbed her wrist, her expression filled with deep hatred: “We will always be irreconcilable. What are you fantasizing about?”

“Our engagement was personally arranged by your father. I was only following his wishes. We were supposed to enjoy a beautiful married life. Why… why do you insist on liking a woman? What is so good about that Ling Xi, and how am I inferior to her?”

Perhaps this was the greatest resentment hidden in Qiao Di’s heart—his unrequited devotion to Qiao Bo’er, yet he could never catch her eye. Meanwhile, that Ling Xi was merely a fleeting moment in her life. Why did she outweigh his countless years of effort?

“Why? Fine, I’ll tell you why. It’s because when I needed help the most, her appearance changed my life, and the initiator was you. The moment I learned the truth, it was destined that we could never be together. Do you have any more questions?”

Qiao Bo’er didn’t spare Qiao Di’s feelings; she easily exposed the conspiracy from many years ago.

Qiao Di was astonished. Over the subsequent years, he had eliminated all those who knew about Bo’er’s kidnapping. Why was she still able to find out?

Ultimately, being unable to defend himself turned into a furious counterattack: “You investigated me?!”

“Are you especially surprised? You silenced everyone who participated in my kidnapping, so why did the news still leak? Because what’s done is done. As long as it’s done, it leaves traces. You can never cover up the truth! You left me with an indelible shadow in my life. How dare you still crave my love?”

Faced with Bo’er’s mockery, Qiao Di did not lose his temper. He touched his forehead and smiled: “Yes, I admit that I intentionally and unintentionally provoked the idea of kidnapping you in your mother’s ear. Only by doing this could everything get back on track.”

Qiao Bo’er had never truly deeply understood Qiao Di. In her view, Qiao Di and she were suffering from the same misfortune, both being humble presences in the Josses family. But rehashing the past and deeply investigating the cause was meaningless now.

“Let’s not make things difficult for each other anymore, okay? If this continues, we won’t have any good outcome,” the only thing Qiao Bo’er could give Qiao Di was indifference.

“You don’t understand!” Qiao Di low-growled, his usually neatly combed hair slightly messy. He raised a hand to frantically brush away stray hairs, as if his heart had been struck. In a rare display of loss of control, he hysterically yelled: “I hate Josses! Your father secretly colluded to kill my parents, annexed my family’s assets, and then wore the badge of taking care of a close friend’s orphan. Doesn’t that sound ridiculous?

Everyone calls me an ingrate, but compared to your father, my methods are so merciful, and they… they deserved to die!

Yes, you are the exception!

The first time I saw you, I decided you would be my future wife. I don’t deny that sudden attraction, but emotions won’t impede my revenge plan.

You are the daughter of a despised mistress, and I am the orphan of a family enemy. We are such a perfect match. We should be together to destroy the Josses’ proud pure bloodline. But why won’t you join me, why!?

Have you forgotten that in this manor, they will only endlessly scorn your existence, bully you, suppress you, and even the servants don’t take you seriously!

Only I genuinely respected and protected you. I considered your interests in every move I made. But what did you give me? Heartlessness, indifference, perfunctory treatment… You summarized these emotions as tolerance. I am like a joke, the biggest joke in the Josses Manor!”

Under the blood moon, Qiao Di’s handsome face became twisted and hideous due to hatred.

He, who was usually a man of few words, vented the suppressed emotions in his heart for the first time in front of Qiao Bo’er.

Qiao Bo’er remained cold and indifferent, treating it as if she were listening to someone else’s story. Qiao Di’s harm to her was an undeniable fact. Even his painful background could not make her empathize with him.

“You killed my father, you were the mastermind behind my kidnapping, and you let the situation reach this point. You cannot earn my forgiveness with just a few words… I hate you, and I will keep hating you until I die.”

Seeing Bo’er’s attitude so stubborn, Qiao Di stopped pretending. He finally tore off his mask of a false gentleman, grabbed Qiao Bo’er’s arm, and forced her onto a chair so she could clearly see his insidious malice: “It doesn’t matter… it doesn’t matter… After wiping out your subordinates, I will fly to Xuancheng and personally kill the person you love the most. You must endure the same pain I feel. That is only fair.”

When she heard Qiao Di’s ultimate goal, Qiao Bo’er didn’t show frantic struggle. She sneered, her words clear and distinct: “I will bury you in this garden. If you have a soul in heaven, you’ll see the sight of Ling Xi and me living happily together every day. Don’t you believe in the divine? Then I will punish you with the purest kindness. This is the greatest insult to you.”

Ji Nancen hid the car in the woods about a kilometer away from the manor. She whistled as she walked slowly along the path beside the road.

When the manor gates appeared before her eyes, she chose a tree with dense foliage and climbed up in a few movements.

Taking out the pre-prepared night vision binoculars, the viewing position was excellent. However, the Josses Manor was too large; she couldn’t see any activity outside the small castle and could only wait for an opportunity.

The camouflage uniform made Ji Nancen blend into the whole tree, and her position was difficult to spot, providing a great sense of security.

She kept scanning with the binoculars and finally saw two figures under the awning. She immediately cursed: “Damn it! I should have brought a sniper rifle if I knew it would come to this.”

Yes, she had spotted Qiao Di and Qiao Bo’er pulling each other.

At midnight, the central plaza was finally empty. Qu Ye and Zanda, who had been hiding in the church atrium, changed into crisp combat uniforms.

Qu Ye stuffed the spare magazines into his waist bag and asked in a low voice: “Zanda, how confident are you?”

“Are you scared?” Zanda noticed his tension and chuckled.

“I haven’t been in combat for a long time. You know, Miss usually just tells me to run errands or be a driver or something.”

“I’ll tell you a good trick. Think about how impatient Miss looks and how she orders you around. Isn’t that scarier than combat?”

“That’s true. You wouldn’t believe it, but when Ling Xi slapped her, she looked like she wanted to eat people in the parking garage. It scared the life out of me.”

“I wonder how things are on Ji Nancen’s side?” Zanda muttered, getting up to survey the atrium. The church was eerily quiet at night. The security system here was quite complete. Fortunately, they had scoped out the route during the day, or it would have been quite tricky.

“Before anyone comes, you should hurry up to the dome,” hearing Zanda’s instruction, Qu Ye nodded understandingly and immediately moved out.

After Qu Ye disappeared from sight, Zanda followed the wall, disappearing into the shadow of the moonlight. He climbed the protruding bricks on the wall and quickly scaled the side of the stained-glass ventilation window, which led directly to the main hall’s Saint Statue—the best hiding spot.

Once the two were in position, they tacitly tuned their walkie-talkies.

“Qu Ye, how are things on your end?”

“Perfect view. I can see the movement around the church. How about you?”

“I’m in position. I’m behind the Saint Statue. See if you can spot me from your angle.”

Hearing Zanda’s words, Qu Ye poked out half his head and looked inside. Zanda was well-hidden. He replied: “Give me a hand signal. I haven’t pinpointed your position yet… OK, I see you.”

“How is your downward view from up there? Can you take out Qiao Di with one shot?”

“No blind spots, but my gun isn’t good enough, or rather, my marksmanship isn’t good enough. I can’t guarantee a 100% hit rate.”

“It’s alright, just guard your post.”

Both of them simultaneously received a message from Ji Nancen. Seeing Miss Bo’er was safe and sound, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Nancen leaned against the tree, bored. Staying up all night waiting for prey was also a kind of tactical attrition. She yawned, feeling sleepy, but then slapped herself, wincing in pain.

Rustling footsteps came from below the tree, mixed with conversation. It was Qiao Di’s patrol team.

Ji Nancen held her breath, straining her ears, trying to hear something useful.

“The boss is also something else. Knowing it’s not safe outside, he insists on going to the service. He’s a true fanatic.”

“Shh! Lower your voice. If someone hears us talking behind his back, you might not want to live.”

“He announced he’d go to the service in the afternoon, but he went without a word. Hey… do you think this trick will work?”

“Who knows? Who cares.”

Ji Nancen smiled slyly. Chu Xi really had an amazing premonition. The brains Qiao Bo’er kept were quite something!

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