She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

"Miaomiao!"

Outside the ward, Han Chunxi saw Yang Miao, who was pale-faced, and prepared to push the door open and go in.

Fang Li reached out to stop her, "Let's wait for her to come out on her own."

Han Chunxi's eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her head to look at her with a hint of surprise.

Fang Li: "It's hard for anyone to accept that the person who deceived and hurt her was a classmate she spent every day with. Let her finish saying what she wants to say and ask. Only then can she resolve the issue and let go of this matter completely."

Han Chunxi: "......."

In the quiet corridor, Fang Li sat with Han Chunxi on the opposite bench, facing two police officers across the aisle.

Yu went downstairs.

He didn't seem to like the hospital. After finding Yang Miao, he went back to his car and told Fang Li that he would wait for her there.

Fang Li swiped her phone and glanced at the screen.

It was almost 9 p.m. Before coming to the hospital, she sent Han Xi a WeChat message and made a phone call, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and she hasn't received a reply since.

Knowing he was out socializing and probably didn't have his phone with him, I still felt uneasy and a little worried.

Fang Li took a deep breath and looked up at the closed ward door across from her.

"You must be Miss Xu, the one Xiu Jin hid at the Half-Mountain Manor," Han Chunxi suddenly said.

Fang Li's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she turned her head. "President Chunxi, do you know me?"

Han Chunxi turned her head and met her gaze, then gently smiled: "At the last charity gala, I was going to have Xiu Jin introduce you to me, but he kept you a secret and insisted that it wasn't the right time yet, saying he was afraid of scaring you."

"......"

“You don’t seem like the type to be easily intimidated.” Han Chunxi smiled and shook her head. “It’s just that Xiu Jin is being too cautious with you.”

careful?

Thinking of that stern man who hid all his care in the details, Fang Li couldn't help but smile slightly without saying a word.

After a few seconds of silence, sensing the atmosphere had become somewhat somber again, Fang Li moved her lips and casually asked, as if making small talk, "Is Yang Miao a senior in high school this year?"

Han Chunxi glanced at her, then nodded, somewhat puzzled, "Mm."

"She's quite smart, she must be doing well in her studies."

This was a good topic, and Fang Li's deliberate guidance quickly dispelled Han Chunxi's anxiety.

When talking about her daughter, Han Chunxi's eyes softened even more, and she became more talkative.

As she began to speak, Fang Li remained silent, choosing to be a quiet listener, occasionally interjecting with half a sentence to keep the conversation flowing.

"Over the years, her father and I have been busy with our careers and haven't paid much attention to her. It's all thanks to Xiujin..."

Mentioning Han Xi again, and recalling his somewhat unusual mood last night, Fang Li smiled faintly: "Han Xi and Yang Miao, this uncle and nephew pair, have a pretty good relationship."

Han Chunxi paused for a moment, then gently smiled and said, "Indeed, ever since Miaomiao learned to walk, Xiujin has spent more time with her than we, her incompetent parents, have."

"Miao Miao is just like Xiu Jin when she was young—lonely and isolated, without the company of her parents, without the care of her family, and even finding it difficult to make a few close friends because of her family background..."

She took a long breath and said, "Xiujin has suffered these hardships, so he doesn't want Miaomiao to become like him. Over the years, he has been filling many gaps in Miaomiao's heart with love for us."

When Han Chunxi mentioned her younger brother, her eyes shone with the gratitude of a star.

Seeing the turbulent emotions in her eyes, Fang Li's heart stirred slightly, and she instantly understood why Han Xi's emotions had fluctuated so much yesterday.

Yang Miao's helplessness was just like his helplessness when he encountered danger as a child.

Yang Miao is similar to him, but also different.

At least Yang Miao's parents have a stable relationship. Although they don't show much concern for her, they both love her.

But what about him?

Thinking of the renowned jewelry designer I'd never met, and then of Han Ming, who always seemed to be at odds with Han Xi whenever we met...

Fang Li sighed inwardly.

She could hardly imagine how Han Xi had managed all these years, especially the years he spent abroad. As a teenager, he faced moments of helplessness that no amount of money could solve.

......

"I will tell the police everything. I won't cover for you just because you're my classmate. I won't!"

Yang Miao clenched his fists for a long time before finally managing to utter this sentence.

Yan Haoyu didn't even look at her, his indifferent eyes shifting to the window. "Whatever."

“…Yan Haoyu.” Yang Miao suddenly stood up.

The metal stool behind her was hit by her, scraping against the floor with a loud, ear-piercing thud.

The ward was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After a long pause, Yang Miao bit her lip, trying to hold back the tears in her eyes, and growled, "I hate you!"

boom!

The sound of the door closing came from outside the window, and Yan Haoyu, who had been staring out the window, slowly turned his head.

Looking at the empty ward, a hint of unease and disorientation finally appeared on his originally gloomy face.

The ruthlessness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by the clarity, helplessness, and confusion that belonged to someone his age.

"Mother......."

"Miaomiao, you scared your mother to death!"

Listening to the worried conversations between the people outside the door, Yan Haoyu's usually icy expression finally cracked.

As Fang Li and Han Chunxi helped Yang Miao leave, Yang Miao couldn't help but glance back into the ward.

Through the small glass window, she didn't see the boy who had changed so drastically, like a devil. She only saw a large bulge on the blanket on the hospital bed, which seemed to be trembling slightly, or perhaps there was nothing there at all.

This incident seems to have genuinely frightened Han Chunxi.

On the way back to the ward, she carefully focused on Yang Miao's emotions, not saying a single harsh word, and not even mentioning that she had secretly gone to see Yan Haoyu earlier.

After settling the two people in, it was already 10 p.m.

Fang Li suggested going home, said a few simple goodbyes, and left the hospital.

She had just stepped out of the hospital when the phone in her bag rang.

It is Han Xi.

"Hey, Ali?"

As soon as the call was answered, I could hear the nervousness in his voice.

Fang Li: "Don't worry, the person has been found."

"..." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Han Xi's deep voice came through, "I'm sorry."

He didn't explain why he didn't answer the phone or reply to messages; instead, he chose to apologize directly.

Fang Li opened the car door and got in, saying as she fastened her seatbelt, "It's okay, but remember to set a special ringtone for your phone when you put it on silent next time, so I can't lose track of you."

"it is good."

After answering, Han Xi asked again, "Where are you now?"

"Just came out of the hospital and am about to go home."

Tan Palace.

Han Xi, standing at the end of the corridor wearing only a shirt, frowned slightly: "Haven't you eaten yet?"

"...Well, I'm not too hungry. I'll just grab something to eat when I get home."

"Give the phone to Yu Tian."

"what?"

There was no response from the other end. Fang Li paused for a moment, then took the phone from her ear and handed it to Yu Tian, ​​who was about to start the car.

Yu Tian looked at her.

Fang Li: "Han Xi, he's looking for you."

Yu Tian took it and held it to his ear, "What is it?"

“Bring Ali to the Dan Palace. After dinner, we’ll go back together.”