"Excuse me, please, is it true that the recent scandal that Mr. Mu wants to divorce Mrs. Mu is true?"
"Is the main reason why Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu divorced because of you, Miss Ye?"
"Could this traffic accident be caused by drunk driving because you filed for divorce and Mrs. Mu was heartbroken? Mr. Mu, are you legally responsible?"
"Mr. Mu...Mr. Mu, please answer directly! Mr. Mu..."
"Miss Ye, Miss Ye, please don't run away...answer our questions head-on, okay?"
All kinds of questions surrounded my ears. The flash of the camera kept flashing, hurting my eyes.
Mu Shiqin held me tightly in his arms, preventing reporters from bumping into me.
Fortunately, Mu Shiqin's driver and bodyguards rushed over at the right time and blocked the group of reporters.
Mu Shiqin looked at me, held me tightly in his arms, and walked directly to the balcony on the second floor. He looked down at the reporters swarming downstairs.
He shouted in a low voice, "Dear friends from the media, I, Mu, have not yet learned about my wife's hit-and-run incident. However, I will definitely assist the police in the investigation. If the facts are true, then I, Mu Shiqin, will be unselfish. Fali
ruthless!"
After saying that, he took my hand and walked into the emergency room.
His brows were always furrowed, like a scabbed scar. It made people feel distressed.
He took out his mobile phone and broadcast a series of numbers.
"Master Mu." The female secretary responded cautiously.
"Help me retrieve the scene of the car accident and all the videos from that day. Then investigate Ye Ruoyi's whereabouts in the past few days. Also block all news. I don't want to hear any more rumors about this matter."
"Yes. I know!"
There was no unnecessary wordiness. He hung up the phone. Mu Shiqin's eyes looked even sharper and cold.
I dialed another number, which should be for Leng Peichen.
"Peichen, no matter how hard you dig three feet into the ground, you must find Ye Ruoyi for me. Also, help me buy a cemetery with the best Feng Shui!"
On the other end of the phone, Leng Peichen was a little surprised, "What? Your child is dying?"
"No." Mu Shiqin's narrow eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, and his words were fierce, "That is Ye Ruoyi's last gift!"
I have been sitting in the corner depressed, even if I have guessed the truth, I don't dare to think about it.
Mu Shiqin looked at my shaking back, feeling so heartbroken that he couldn't control himself.
"Ruoxi... don't be like this. Your body has not fully recovered yet. I will send you to rest, okay?"
His tone was as gentle as coaxing a young child.
I held half of the slippers in my hand tightly, just like I held Xiaoye's hand.
I heard my voice trembling to the point of breaking, "Is it her? She wants to kill my child?...Ye Ruoyi, wants to kill Xiaoye! He is just a child, how can she be so cruel!"
"Don't be like this, Ruoxi. The matter has not been investigated clearly. We don't know if Ruoyi hit someone or if the person who was hit was Xiaoye. Maybe this is a misunderstanding, but I don't know for sure."
"Misunderstanding?" I looked at Mu Shiqin, a little hysterical. "Are you still protecting her now? You still don't believe everything she did. Even if the truth is right in front of you, you still think she is innocent!"
Mu Shiqin, what is it that bewilders your soul and your eyes?
What makes you trust a person so much? A woman who harbors evil intentions!