Su Zhen watched the back of Yan Qingsi as she was leaving, his brows knitted together.

  The last sentence of Yan Qingsi appalled him greatly.

  She actually dared to say such a thing to the police. Did she know that she would be the biggest suspect if Yan Mingzhu suffers any misfortune in the future?

  She was such a calm and collected person, it was impossible for her to not know it, yet she said it out loud. That meant, deep down in her heart, she could not care less about life and death, she was in great despair.

  Yan Qingsi came out from the police station and walked along the road, under the scorching sun for a very long time. It seemed like she as not bothered by the heat at all, neither did she know where she was heading to.

  Until a cab driver wound down the car window and asked, “Miss, do you want a ride?”


  Yan Qingsi hesitated for a while before she got into the car.

  The cab driver was a very talkative, middle-aged man. He was talking to Yan Qingsi continuously, covering wide subjects from the weather, to the traffic, to the share markets, to the politics……

  Yan Qingsi was listening quietly. From his talks, she heard about his life, his daily bread and simply about the common things in life.

  “Sigh, I was so caught up in talking, where are you heading, Miss?”


  “I……I……don’t know.”


  “This…… How am I supposed to send you if you don’t know? You’ve got to tell a drop-off point.”


  Yan Qingsi was indecisive for a moment before replying, “Let’s got to the Zhong Xin Hospital.”


  “Alright.”


  Almost arriving at the destination, the cab driver commented suddenly, “Ey, you are the…… you are the…… celebrity?”


  Yan Qingsi lowered her head. “I think you must have got it wrong.”


  “It’s you, it’s you…… I did not get it wrong. Yan Qingsi, Miss Yan, please give me an autograph. My daughter admires you a lot. She printed a huge portrait of yours and posted it up on the door. She also bought your magazines. Miss Yan, please give me an autograph, I’ll give you a free ride today……”


  Yan Qingsi was surprised. When the car arrived at the destination, she took out a banknote and signed on it, then gave it to the driver.

  Without waiting for the driver to give her a change of money, she pushed the door open and got down from the car.

  Yan Qingsi arrived at the outside of Mrs. Yue’s hospital bedroom. She wanted to get in so badly but dared not. She has never been scared like this for a long time. She was never scared even when she faced some ferocious people, but, at that instance, her hands were trembling uncontrollably.

  The room door was opened with a crack and she could hear the conversation between Yue Tingfeng and Mrs. Yue.

  “Mom…… how are you feeling? Is it painful?”


  Mrs. Yue’s voice was weak and faint. “It’s painful but not as bad as the labor pain I had during your birth.”


  “Mom, I have always listened to you well. It’s you that did not listen to me. I have never seen such a mischevious old lady like you. At this age, what were you doing staying up late? If you have gone back to sleep early last night, this would not have happened.”


  Mrs. Yue grunted. “If this doesn’t happen to me, then Qingsi will be doomed.”


  “Well, I am here. You have just robbed away your son’s chance to rescue the beauty. If I was the one lying down here, all will be good, and I am sure to have got the beauty in my arms……”


  Mrs. Yue said angrily, “What? Did you say I took away your chance? If you are better off, do you even need this chance? Sigh, what a difficult life I have. How I wish to cuddle my grandson soon and hug him to sleep at night. Qingsi is so smart, the IQ of our third generation would be elevated. With the inheritance from Qingsi, the poker skill must be good……”


  Yue Tingfeng said while laughing, “Alright. After you recover from the injuries, I’ll work harder for her to sleep with me more. You lay down properly and don’t move around. Is it less painful now?”