My wife is amazing.

The performer was a boy under twenty years old. Although he was not tall, he was handsome and well-behaved. Now he was seriously injured and defended himself vehemently. He seemed pitiful and sincere, not like someone who would intentionally hurt others.

Moreover, as the performer said, he had no deep-seated hatred for He Suye, so why would he make himself look like this just to hurt He Suye?

In other words, he had no motive to kill.

People around him spoke up for the performer: "It was just a stage accident, he definitely didn't do it on purpose..."

Fifteen/ Frowning unhappily, even if it wasn't intentional, the person who frightened the young master and Miss He must pay the price.

Song Qiyang, who was standing next to him, had the same thought.

Just as Shiwu was about to speak, He Suye suddenly said, "Young man, the Second Young Master hasn't said anything yet, why are you so agitated?"

He Suye is pretty and has a sweet appearance. Plus, she is young and her appearance is very deceptive. When she speaks, she seems more innocent and sincere than this boy.

Those who had initially sided with the boy immediately switched sides, with a large majority of them turning against him.

"Yes, Young Master Mo hasn't said anything yet, why are you so agitated? Are you feeling guilty?"

Those who wanted to flatter Mo Yuan also chimed in, saying, "This is just ulterior motive. He'll show his true colors as soon as he's provoked."

The boy's face turned pale, and he glared at He Suye with hatred: "What do you mean?!"

He Suye said innocently, "I didn't mean anything by it. I just saw you were too agitated and wanted to remind you. Besides, I might have seriously injured myself to avoid arousing suspicion..."

The crowd looked at the boy with even more suspicion.

He Suye changed the subject, saying, "I know a little about bone setting. Your hand is dislocated, isn't it? Whether you did it on purpose or not, no one is hurt, so let's just let it go. Let's find a room and I'll help you put your dislocated hand back in place, otherwise it must be very painful."

The boy looked at He Suye with suspicion and uncertainty. This beautiful girl, who seemed like a smiling tiger, gave him a very uneasy feeling for some reason.

"What? Are you afraid I'll eat you up?" He Suye said with a light laugh.

The boy was young after all, and He Suye's goading tricked him into falling into the trap. He said disdainfully, "Getting injured is commonplace for me. Why would I be afraid of pain?"

He Suye glanced at the person in charge of the event. Knowing that she had come with Mo Yuan, the person wisely set aside a lounge for her.

When the boy entered the lounge and met He Suye's beautiful yet cold eyes, as well as Fifteen's menacing aura, he finally sensed danger and turned to run away.

But he had only taken one step when Fifteen tripped him and knocked him to the ground. He was then tied to a chair, unable to move his hands or feet.

He was already injured, and Fifteen's actions caused him to scream repeatedly, but the room the person in charge had chosen for them had excellent soundproofing, so the sound couldn't get outside at all.

The boy had one hand dislocated and could only struggle with his other hand, shouting angrily, "Let me go! I'm going to sue you! This is kidnapping!"

He Suye smiled enigmatically: "Kidnapping? I clearly brought you in here to set your bones."

"You—" The boy's cheeks flushed red with anger.

He Suye's smile turned cold in an instant: "Speak, who ordered you to do this?!"

Fifteen, standing nearby, kicked the boy's dislocated arm, yelling, "I'm asking you a question!"

The boy's face went from bright red to pale and bluish-white, and his lips were so painful that they had lost all color.

He looked at He Suye with a pained expression, only to see a fierce look on her face, completely different from how she looked outside. It was as if she had become a different person. He seemed to see a bloodthirsty indifference in He Suye's eyes.

He was startled, and then he saw the man who had been sitting in the chair opposite him without uttering a sound. The man was now staring at him coldly, his dark and deep eyes showing no trace of compassion or pity.

That look in his eyes was like looking at a dead person.

He was so startled that he forgot to even cry out in pain.

He Suye stepped down to a spot half a meter away from the boy and said coldly, "I'll only give you one chance to tell the truth. Think it over before you speak. I'm not in a hurry."

As she spoke, she pulled up a chair and sat quietly in front of him without saying a word, but her calm gaze made him break out in a cold sweat.

A bead of cold sweat slid down the boy's forehead. He was terrified, but he was also surprised. Why could this little girl, who looked even younger than him, have such an overwhelming aura that she crushed his courage to pieces?

He was certain that if he refused to tell the truth, his fate would be dire.

The boy gritted his teeth, struggled internally for a while, and finally resigned himself to his fate, closing his eyes and saying, "It's Su Weiya."

He Suye revealed an expression of "I knew it," she glanced at Fifteen, who understood and kicked the stool leg: "Explain in more detail!"

The young man took a breath and slowly said, "Su Weiya was my last client. She hired our team to perform for her twentieth birthday. Today she suddenly came to me and said that if I pretend to accidentally kill you with a throwing knife... she'll give me a sum of money."

He Suye sneered: "Don't you know that even manslaughter is punishable by imprisonment? Do you even have a chance to spend this money?"

“I know…” The boy bit his lip, a tear sliding down his cheek. He said painfully, “My sister was just diagnosed with leukemia, and I have absolutely no money for her bone marrow transplant. I had no choice but to agree to Su Weiya’s request and do as she said. And Su Weiya said that as long as I obediently go to jail and serve my time, she will give me back a healthy sister in three to five years. I’m sorry! Miss, I really have no other choice, this is the best option I can have…”

He Suye stared at the boy, her hands clenched into fists.

She should have been angry, but instead, He Miao came to mind.

Two minutes later, He Suye sighed softly and said, "Do you think your sister can accept that money for medical treatment without feeling guilty if you go to prison? Even if she recovers, she'll live with guilt for the rest of her life after learning the truth. Is this really the best choice for you?"

The boy fell silent.

He Suye added, "If it were me, I would record Su Weiya's words and then take the recording to the person who was about to be killed, and exchange it for double the money. You know, the people who can attend this event are either rich or powerful; they can't possibly not afford to pay for their lives."

"..."

"You could even use this recording to blackmail Su Weiya. There are so many ways to make money, yet you chose the dumbest one, and you think you've made the best choice. It's pathetic and laughable!"

The boy stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his expression one of utter stunned silence.

He Suye slowly took out her phone: "But there's still a chance. If you cooperate with me and record another message, maybe I'll kindly give you money for your sister's medical treatment."

Stepping out of the lounge, Mo Yuan glanced at He Suye with surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to let him off so easily."

"Who said I let him off the hook?" He Suye waved her phone, which had recorded the video. "Do you think he'll get away with this after it's been released?"

“But your promise to treat his sister is a salvation for him.”

He Suye lowered her eyes and gave a self-deprecating smile: "Yes, it's ridiculous that someone who can't even take care of himself has time to help others."

Mo Yuan was puzzled: "Can't even protect yourself?"

The darkness in He Suye's eyes vanished in an instant, and she replied irrelevantly, "The new show has started. Let's go back and sit down."

The two people who returned to their seats once again became the focus of everyone's attention, drawing more gazes than those directed at the performers on stage.

Not long after they sat down, Song Qiyang leaned close to He Suye's ear with a complicated expression and whispered a few words in a serious tone.

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