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After Guan Qingmo finished speaking, he carefully observed Zheng Mengni's expression. However, on her fair and translucent face, he found no trace of the emotions he hoped to see—disappointment, sadness, or resentment were all absent.
Zheng Mengni listened quietly, appearing thoughtful and contemplative.
Guan Qingmo hesitated and asked, "Zheng, don’t you hate him? He deceived your feelings."
"Thank you for telling me this; I understand now," Zheng Mengni replied gently, though in her heart she thought that Guan Sulin should not hate her after learning the truth.
Although Guan Qingmo couldn't comprehend why Zheng Mengni was so magnanimous, he didn't want to make things awkward by asking further. Instead, he continued to curse and wish ill upon Guan Junjin under his breath.
Suddenly, the door was forcefully pushed open from the outside.
Guan Qingmo's expression changed, and he jumped up to confront the damned kidnapper. It was Zhang Mo who appeared at the entrance, his starry eyes dark and his skin as smooth as jade, resembling a serene pine tree after a snowfall—calm and unperturbed.
Guan Qingmo instinctively cursed but swallowed his words when Ye Bingran merely glanced at him before sidestepping and heading straight for Zheng Mengni.
He walked to the innermost part of the room where Zheng Mengni sat, her breathing steady and calm. She looked up slightly to meet his gaze, her pupils dark and clear like polished gems.
In February, she wore only a strapless evening gown, her snowy skin exposed to the cold air. Upon closer inspection, there were faint hints of bruising.
She must be freezing.
Ye Bingran took off his outer coat and gently draped it over Zheng Mengni's shoulders, zipping it up to the top. Her delicate chin nestled into the fabric, looking both obedient and soft.
Bending down to support himself on his knees, Ye Bingran asked her softly, "Can you stand up?"
The sleeves of his coat were slightly damp. Zheng Mengni wrinkled her nose as she caught a whiff of blood.
Glancing aside, she noticed that Ye Bingran was wearing a black hoodie with a particularly dark stain—he had been injured and it looked serious.
Zheng Mengni hesitated for just a second before he effortlessly swept her into his arms.
Ye Bingran held her firmly yet elegantly, maintaining a gentlemanly posture.
He smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry for the trouble; we need to leave quickly."
Zheng Mengni nodded slightly, "Mm."
Asen stared intently at his sister-in-law, realizing why Ye Ge always seemed distracted during training; with someone so beautiful around, he too would be preoccupied.
Ye Bingran casually glanced over, prompting Asen to quickly avert his gaze and ask seriously, "Ye Ge, what about that kid? Are we taking him along?"
Ye Bingran replied, "Just leave him where he is."
Hearing Asen address Ye Bingran, Zheng Mengni tightened her grip on his clothing, her eyelashes fluttering as she discreetly raised her eyes to observe the clean lines of his jaw.
On the way, Zheng Mengni had caught a chill and was coughing persistently. Each cough sent sharp pains through her neck. Her delicate skin had never endured such strain; it had swollen into small bumps from the harsh impact.
Zheng Mengni remained silent, but when Ye Bingran heard her cough, he instructed Asen to turn the car around and head to the hospital.
At the hospital's emergency room, Asen took care of the registration while Ye Bingran carried Zheng Mengni in search of a doctor.
The doctor told Ye Bingran, "Come in; your injury needs to be bandaged."
Having held Zheng Mengni all the way there, his arms and abdomen were now stained with blood from his own wounds.
"It's not me; it's her. She's coughing badly. Please check on her first," Ye Bingran said softly.
The doctor frowned, "What I mean is, you need to put her down first. We will examine her. As for you, shouldn’t you get your wounds treated? Do you want to risk going into shock from blood loss?"
Zheng Mengni looked down at her skirt, noticing it was splattered with blood like ink stains.
Ye Bingran gazed at her apologetically, "I’m sorry; I didn’t notice I got your dress dirty. I can compensate you for it later."
The doctor urged him to come inside, and Ye Bingran had no choice but to comply. Zheng Mengni followed another doctor into an adjacent room. She paused and earnestly said, "Thank you, Ye Bingran."
After she spoke, she entered the room, leaving Ye Bingran momentarily stunned, unable to shake off a strange feeling in his heart.
This was likely the first time they had exchanged words since their reunion. It was peculiar how she recognized him.
Meanwhile, Guan Qingmo was left behind by Ye Bingran and the others without any care. He couldn't sort out what had happened and just wanted to hurry home to ask his grandfather for help in rescuing Zheng Mengni.
The news of Zheng Mengni being rescued quickly reached Guan Su Lin before Guan Qingmo could return to the Guan Family. He fixated on this piece of information, his expression shifting between dark and light, a rare crack appearing in his usually composed demeanor.
Guan Su Lin forced himself to remain calm; the most pressing matter was to prevent Guan Qingmo from returning easily. He was a witness to the kidnapping case and had private dealings with Guan Junjin. It was imperative that he did not come back to expose the truth.
In secret, Guan Su Lin dispatched people to capture Guan Qingmo while simultaneously informing Guan Li about Zheng Mengni's rescue, hoping to soothe the old man's emotions before he could pass away without having announced his will.
Upon hearing the news, Guan Li flew into a rage: "Who rescued her? Why wasn't she brought back? What are their intentions?"
Guan Su Lin clenched his fists, his usual gentle demeanor darkening due to his extreme agitation: "Please don't rush, I'll contact the police for a citywide manhunt. I won't let that person take Zheng Mengni away."
After a phone call, the police expressed their willingness to cooperate fully in the pursuit. At the same time, Guan Su Lin reached out to the media for coverage, making a public statement on screen.
"I acknowledge you saved my wife’s life and you are her benefactor. However, if you continue to hold her without reason, don’t blame me for being unreasonable."
On screen, Guan Su Lin's tone was steady, his smile mild and gentle, completely masking his underlying fury and malice, presenting himself as someone reasonable and diplomatic.
Meanwhile, Guan Qingmo hailed a taxi and slipped into the back seat, his heart racing wildly. Just as the car passed through an intersection, a truck came barreling towards them with no intention of stopping.
He widened his eyes in terror, his mind blanked out, forgetting even to scream. The accident happened in an instant; it felt as if the earth shook and the sky spun, his insides twisting painfully as everything turned crimson before him.
Not far from the scene of the crash, a black sedan lurked ominously by the roadside, silent and eerie as if it had been lying in wait for a long time. The windows were tinted for privacy while outside blared the cacophony of police sirens and ambulance sounds.
Inside the car, Qin Ge dialed Tan Yan's number: "It's done."
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