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Ye Zixun's cold smile widened, "I already asked the doctor when I arrived. The doctor said you will be disabled for life. This might just be the price for casually cheating. I wonder how it feels to trade a night with a beautiful woman for a lifetime of disability?"
"You..." Pan Xinzi gritted her teeth and said, "Ye Zixun, you bastard!?"
"What? A wheelchair?" Yan Momo's face changed drastically as she grabbed her handbag and was about to leave.
Pan Xinzi had become disabled; she didn't want to take care of a disabled person for the rest of her life.
Pan Zixin wanted to call out to this woman, but he knew very well that in his current state, no one would willingly stay to take care of him.
He had completely become a lonely person.
Ye Zixun laughed mockingly, "How does it feel now? A lonely person, even Yan Momo has abandoned you. It must feel great, right?"
"What do you want?" After being furious, he surprisingly calmed down.
Lying on the bed weakly, he said.
"What do I want? I just want you to taste the feeling of being betrayed and framed," Ye Zixun's smile suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold expression as he said coldly, "Now you have lost your woman and are about to lose your career. What can you do in this world? Pan Xinzi, I want you to have nothing."
"Is it you?" Pan Zixin realized suddenly that all of this was a trap, intricately linked, with the final target being himself. "Ye Zixun, you created all of this; it was all your setup."
"That's right. I know you like to go to that bar because it's the only one nearby that's still open. Whenever you're unhappy, you'll go there to drink.
You really are quite impressive; you've fallen right into my trap."
Ye Zixun glanced at him disdainfully, "But don't worry, harming you is just my first step; it's not everything. Next up is Yan Momo. I consider it a lesson for that ungrateful woman."
"You're a pervert!"
Ye Zixun smiled coldly, ignoring the terrifying roar behind him, and left the hospital room with his hands in his pockets.
Yan Momo had just returned home when someone knocked on the door. She felt a wave of impatience wash over her, and when she rushed to the door and opened it, she was surprised to see two men standing outside.
Yan Momo couldn't help but take a step back. "Who are you? What do you want with me?"
"Miss Yan? We are police officers. We received a report that you are related to a case of premeditated murder, and we need you to assist us with the investigation."
"What?" Yan Momo's face turned pale. After all this time, how could they possibly find anything? If they really had evidence, they wouldn't be coming to her now.
Yan Momo forced herself to calm down and said steadily, "Officers, premeditated murder is not something to be taken lightly. Please don't make baseless accusations!"
"Miss Yan, perhaps you'll understand what we mean when you see the evidence. Now please come with us to the police station for further investigation."
Evidence? Yan Momo bit her lip, deliberately acting as if nothing was wrong as she followed them back to the police station.
Throughout the ride, she kept thinking about the evidence. No one had seen her at that time; it was impossible for there to be any evidence left behind. That car had been dealt with long ago, so there was no way they could find any trace.
What evidence could there possibly be?
Feeling anxious, Yan Momo got into the car with the two officers.
Before long, they arrived at the police station. Sitting in the Interrogation Room, the police placed a disc sent by an anonymous person on a laptop for Yan Momo to see. Her face went pale upon seeing it.
Despite all her calculations, she had overlooked the Closed-Circuit Television in that area; she had fallen into this trap.
"Miss Yan, do you have anything else to say in your defense? Can you explain what this footage means?"
"I... that person in the video isn't me; they just look somewhat similar!"
"This is just an enlarged image for you to see. Once we hand it over to the technical department, they will be able to clearly analyze the suspect's face. At that point, any attempt at denial will be useless."
Yan Momo was scared out of her wits, as one thing after another overwhelmed her, leaving her no time to react. Her body began to tremble involuntarily.
It’s over, everything is over...
Her mind buzzed, and she seemed to see her future fate unfolding before her eyes.
The intention to murder Lan Baobao was already backed by solid evidence; she had been temporarily detained. Ye Zixun drove home, preparing to share this good news with Lan Baobao.
A few hours had passed, and even if he told Lan Baobao now, it probably wouldn’t have much of an impact on her health.
"Young Master, you’re back," a servant greeted him.
Ye Zixun glanced around the first-floor living room but didn’t see them. He then turned his attention to the servant. "Where is Young Mistress?"
"Young Mistress is upstairs with Brother Mu and Sister Ye Ziru. She asked Kailor to leave first; she’s in the house playing with the young master and young lady."
"I see. You can go about your work."
Hearing the servant's words, Ye Zixun hurried upstairs. As he approached his son's room, he heard Lan Baobao's gentle voice. He couldn’t help but stop; it felt like he hadn’t heard that voice in a long time.
At that moment, Lan Baobao was playing a game when she turned and noticed Ye Zixun. She closed the storybook, kissed her two children, and walked over to him.
"Ye Zixun, did you come looking for me?"
"Yes!" Ye Zixun snapped back to reality. He nodded and took Lan Baobao's hand to lead her downstairs. This time, however, Lan Baobao didn’t resist; perhaps she didn’t want to upset the children by opposing him.
Holding her hand, Ye Zixun led her to the garden. All the way there, she appeared very compliant. But once they reached the garden, Lan Baobao finally pulled her hand away from Ye Zixun and revealed an expression of annoyance.
"Ye Zixun, don't forget what I've been through. We have no relationship, so don't do things like this to me. It will lead others to misunderstand!"
"What’s there to misunderstand?" Ye Zixun didn't expect Lan Baobao to think so much about it. They were just holding hands at home; it wasn't like he was doing anything more, so why was she so nervous?
"Anyway... it’s just not good. I don’t care if it’s not good!" Lan Baobao couldn't find a good reason and started to act stubborn.
Every time Ye Zixun touched her, her heart couldn't help but tremble, hoping he would take a further step.
Listen, pregnant women can actually be intimate in the first few months; she didn't know if that was true...
Lan Baobao shook her head and secretly scolded herself: "Lan Baobao, what are you thinking? Once he touches you, there's no way to pull back. You absolutely cannot let anything happen!"
She composed herself and said, "In any case, I won't allow it. Do you remember what you promised me?"
"Yes, I promised you."
What did he promise?
Ye Zixun really didn't remember promising Lan Baobao that he wouldn't hold her hand.
However, since she insisted, that was fine. He wasn't feeling particularly needy at the moment; holding hands wouldn't solve anything anyway, and not holding hands was no big deal.
"Baby, I think you misunderstood. I just have something to tell you." He tried to distance himself from their relationship. "Baby, the person who hit you has already been arrested by the police. If you want to see her, you can do so anytime."
"Arrested?" This news shocked Lan Baobao. She really wanted to know who wanted her dead. Who could be so cold and cruel?
"Ye Zixun, you must know who drove the car that hit me?"
"Yes! I know. If you want to know, I can tell you, but you need to stay calm and not get too worked up; it's not good for the baby!" Ye Zixun nodded while observing the changes in Lan Baobao's expression at that moment.
"I know without you telling me! Who exactly is it?" Lan Baobao's expression was serious.
"Yan Momo!"
Yan Momo?
Lan Baobao suddenly felt a sense of despair wash over her.
After betraying her, she still wanted to eliminate her, not even sparing the child in her womb. Is that how it is?
...
She couldn't help but let out a self-deprecating laugh. Why? Why is her life so tragic?
First, it was Mu Jiangfeng, whom she trusted; then, the despicable Mu Jiao'er; and now, that Yan Momo, who had once taken everything from her, wanted to run her over with a car.
Lan Baobao, how many people have you offended?
"Ye Zixun, I want to see her. I need to see her right now."
Lan Baobao gritted her teeth. There were some things she had to confront Yan Momo about face-to-face; she had to get answers.
"I can arrange that, but there are a few conditions you need to agree to first."
"Spit it out quickly; I'm in a hurry!"
"Don't be so irritable. I just want you to stay calm, and I need you to remember that you don't owe sympathy to those who betray you. Compassion is your greatest obstacle, understand?"
"Stop with the nonsense! Hurry up and take me there!"
"Okay, I understand."
Lan Baobao was only focused on wanting to see Yan Momo as soon as possible. How could she pay attention to Ye Zixun's lengthy and pointless chatter? While sitting in the car, Lan Baobao's expression had not been good, her mind constantly recalling the scene from five years ago.
Yan Momo and Pan Xinzi, naked, on the bed, rolling around in a passionate embrace.
She remembered their bare bodies clearly even to this day.
Damn it!
Lan Baobao bit her lower lip, feeling a mix of unwillingness and frustration that wrapped around her like a different kind of aura, making her appear particularly adorable.
Ye Zixun, in the car, actually enjoyed Lan Baobao's cute demeanor.
Just one Yan Momo could evoke such expressions from her, just as Lan Baobao could stir up a myriad of emotions in Ye Zixun with just a single word.
Perhaps this is what it means for one thing to conquer another.
Ye Zixun took her to the police station. He greeted some high-ranking officials there and spent a little money to get Lan Baobao inside.
Yan Momo was still being held in a cell at the police station, which was supposed to be accessible for visits. Lan Baobao walked alone to Yan Momo's cell and looked at her sitting inside; she felt a deep sense of sorrow.
Once they were such good friends, how did it come to this? Why?
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