After dropping those words, Fu Siye turned and left.
The tall, indifferent figure he presented made Mu Yinyin sneer.
They had given her two hours to apologize; if she didn't, what, were they going to kill her?
Ridiculous!
Her phone suddenly vibrating drew her back to the present. To avoid waking Fen Fen, Mu Yinyin answered, lowering her voice, "What is it?"
"Someone robbed the bar you're at. Are you okay?" Although Qi Mo had arranged for people to go, they weren't as fast as Fu Siye.
After learning that Mu Yinyin had taken a child with her to the hospital, he had called her immediately.
Hearing Qi Mo's concern for her, Mu Yinyin couldn't help but smile, "Thank you for always paying attention to me, but I'm fine."
"It's best if you're fine. Call me if you need anything, understand?" Hearing Mu Yinyin say she was alright, Qi Mo finally felt relieved.
Mu Yinyin was silent for a moment, then she whispered to Qi Mo, "Actually, there is something I need your help with right now. I brought a little girl out of the bar. The girl was sold to a pedophile by her mother and has many injuries. I want to find her mother and complete the necessary procedures."
Qi Mo was somewhat surprised, "Are you planning to adopt this little girl?"
Mu Yinyin didn't hesitate and softly confirmed.
Qi Mo's gaze shifted, and he spoke again, "Yinyin, what identity will you use to adopt the little girl? Are you not planning to get married in the future?"
As he spoke, Qi Mo's voice grew more serious.
He didn't want Mu Yinyin to make this decision and burden herself.
"What other identity could I have? Of course, the identity of a sister is most appropriate."
As Mu Yinyin answered Qi Mo, she instinctively glanced at Fen Fen on the hospital bed.
Compared to children her age, Fen Fen was very thin, and the numerous scars on her body were unbearable to look at. Seeing a child like this before her, she felt it was no mere coincidence, but rather destiny.
"Mhm."
Seeing that Mu Yinyin intended to adopt the little girl as a 'sister,' Qi Mo finally agreed.
"Then I'll wait for your arrangements."
"Okay. Send me the hospital address, I'll come find you now."
Mu Yinyin shook her head, "No need, I can handle it myself."
The main reason was Fu Siye's parting words. She didn't want Qi Mo to come over because she didn't want Fu Siye to misunderstand and think Qi Mo was her backup.
She also wanted to see how far Fu Siye would go with his threat of not letting her off!
With that thought, a cold, mocking smile curved Mu Yinyin's lips.
...
Meanwhile, in the top-floor VIP ward of the same hospital.
Nan Shiqing lay on the hospital bed, her neck wound having been treated.
The wound wasn't very deep, and it was difficult to stitch.
However, the doctor had informed Fu Siye that it would leave a scar when he admitted Nan Shiqing.
Nan Shiqing had also instructed the doctor to make a fuss and wrap it with bandages.
"Siye, are you done with your business?"
When Nan Shiqing saw Fu Siye push the door open and walk in, she was uncontrollably excited, her hands tightening.
He had returned!
He still cared about her!
Fu Siye approached Nan Shiqing, his expression stern, "Yes, I've spoken with Mu Yinyin. She'll come to apologize to you shortly."
With the way he had spoken, Mu Yinyin was sure to come.
Nan Shiqing's head immediately drooped, "Siye, sister can get emotional. This really can't be blamed on her..."
Her voice was hoarse, sounding like she was crying.
Unexpectedly, Fu Siye coldly questioned her, "Then who should be blamed?"
Nan Shiqing's eyelashes trembled slightly. Why was he asking her this all of a sudden?
Normally, this man would directly blame Mu Yinyin, but what was going on today?
She instinctively sized up the person before her, but seeing his sharp eyes fixed on her, Nan Shiqing immediately withdrew her gaze, took a breath, and said regretfully, "It's all my fault."
She lowered her head again, looking genuinely remorseful.
However, after waiting for more than ten seconds, she still didn't hear Fu Siye's voice. She unconsciously bit the tip of her tongue.
What was wrong with this man today?
Did he actually think it was her fault?
Wasn't this Mu Yinyin's problem?
But Siye was still waiting for her to continue her self-deprecating words?
Still, the act had gone this far; she had to say something.
Nan Shiqing was annoyed inwardly, but she still gritted her teeth and pretended to repent, saying, "It's my fault for taking the initiative to bring that fan to sister. I really thought as long as sister apologized to the fan, the fan wouldn't cause trouble anymore. I was mainly afraid that the fan would take extreme revenge on sister later. I didn't think too much about it. When I saw the fan about to attack sister, I panicked. If something happened to sister, I wouldn't be able to explain myself."
At the same time, Nan Shiqing's tears began to fall, like pearls falling from a string.
Fu Siye stared at her, not replying.
His brow was furrowed with annoyance.
Ever since Nan Shiqing had woken up from her coma, she had been either crying or injured, this one moment, that the next.
And every incident was related to Mu Yinyin!
Every time, it wasn't her fault, yet Nan Shiqing always took all the blame onto herself, while Mu Yinyin adamantly refused to admit anything.
Nan Shiqing's eyelashes trembled. Why wasn't Fu Siye saying anything?
Could it be that Fu Siye really...
Just as she thought this, the man's cold voice reached her ears.
"You were the one who got hurt. You absolutely don't need to speak up for her anymore." Fu Siye suppressed his thoughts, restraining himself from thinking about Mu Yinyin.
Nan Shiqing immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed she had been overthinking. Siye was just thinking about the matter, not disbelieving her or having any good feelings towards Mu Yinyin. That was good, that was good.
In an instant, her acting became even more convincing. She immediately shook her head in a flustered manner, saying, "I don't want to see sister wrong herself to apologize to me. This really has nothing to do with her. Moreover, this competition has a great impact on sister."
As she spoke, she secretly glanced up, subtly observing Fu Siye's expression.
Fu Siye's expression was stern, showing no emotion whatsoever.
"Siye, I want to eat something."
As she said this, for some reason, her throat felt tight and dry, as if something was stuck there.
If Mu Yinyin was really forced to come by Fu Siye, then she would make Mu Yinyin watch clearly how Fu Siye treated her differently!
And just like that, Fu Siye immediately asked her, "What do you want to eat?"
As Fu Siye asked Nan Shiqing this question, his expression was no longer as stern as before. As his lips moved to speak, they had softened.