Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 606: The Scarf She Sent Was Knit by Her Own Hands
Gu Moqian rushed to Rongcheng Hospital almost without stopping.
On the way, he first contacted obstetrics specialist Shi Ye. Originally, Shi Ye was going abroad to attend a seminar, but after hearing Gu Moqian’s request, he rescheduled his flight to the afternoon.
Shi Ye hurried back to the hospital and personally guided Ji Wei for a check-up.
While waiting, Gu Moqian dialed the hospital director’s private number.
"Director Ren, I want all the information on obstetrics doctor Shen Li within five minutes!"
Gu Moqian’s icy tone made Director Ren break out in cold sweat. After hanging up, he immediately called the archive department and issued orders.
Five minutes later, Shen Li’s file was delivered to Gu Moqian on time.
He flipped through a few pages, his sly gaze scanning quickly, and soon found the key information within.
In the relatives section of Shen Li’s file, the basic details of her elder sister Shen Yu were clearly listed.
So, this Shen Li turned out to be Shen Yu’s younger sister!
A dangerous aura surrounded Gu Moqian, his dark eyes gleaming coldly.
With a grim expression, he issued a command to Chen Ke to bring Shen Li over immediately.
"Mr. Gu, that Shen Li isn’t here. According to her colleagues, she left the hospital in a hurry just a few minutes ago," Chen Ke quickly reported.
Gu Moqian’s face turned murderous: "Find her right now. No matter where she runs, she must be caught!"
"Understood!"
Chen Ke accepted the order and went on his way.
Half an hour later, Shi Ye came out with Ji Wei.
"The results of the examination will take at least three days, but based on the current four-dimensional imaging, the fetus is developing normally," Shi Ye said while making notes.
Hearing this, both Gu Moqian and Ji Wei finally let out a relieved breath.
"Thank you, Doctor Shi," Ji Wei said.
Gu Moqian gave Shi Ye a faint nod and then helped Ji Wei leave.
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That afternoon
The Rongcheng Cinema was hosting the premiere of the movie .
Since had just won a major award in Venice, the production team decided to ride the wave of buzz and release the film ahead of schedule.
Fans at the venue were enthusiastic, their screams echoing, while media reporters occupied much of the space, constantly clicking their cameras.
When Zimei arrived, the host was inviting the two lead actors onto the stage. Fans erupted, holding light boards and surging forward, eager to get closer to their idols.
Having already retreated to the corner, Zimei still couldn’t avoid being jostled by a few fans. Her high heel was even stomped on.
It was her first time attending such an event, and she was completely unaccustomed to the chaos, her delicate brows slightly furrowed as she guarded against fans pressing toward her again. Unlike the fans’ frenzied expressions, Zimei appeared particularly composed and unique.
So unique that—even in the midst of the densely packed crowd in the least conspicuous corner—Ye Cheng stepping onto the stage still spotted her at a glance.
His phoenix eyes paused briefly before returning to their usual calm.
When Zimei saw Ye Cheng, her eyes instantly lit up, joy openly spreading across her face without reservation.
Ye Cheng had swapped his usual sharp suit for a brown long trench coat, appearing casual and unrestrained. Even more surprisingly, he paired it with a brown scarf, exuding an unexpectedly chic charm and drawing all eyes.
Zimei’s gaze froze on that scarf.
Interestingly enough, the scarf Ye Cheng was wearing was handwoven by Zimei.
Handling a gun was second nature to Zimei, but knitting a scarf was, undeniably, quite a challenge for her.
The final product could only be described as barely passable.
If examined closely, one could find several loose stitches.
The scarf, which she herself had been dissatisfied with, was now wrapped snugly around Ye Cheng’s neck at such an important film premiere. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Zimei stared unblinkingly at the man on stage, a warmth welling up in her heart.
Her eyes suddenly felt hot.
