My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 361 - : 361, Xiaobai actually took the initiative to give her a gift
Chapter 361: 361, Xiaobai actually took the initiative to give her a gift
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She hadn’t even seen what exactly was going on, but with so much blood on the car window and cries of panic from the crowd, she assumed something terrible had happened.
“Don’t be scared, you were just a passenger. Even if something has gone wrong, you won’t be in trouble.” Xiao Yebai comforted her, “I am on my way, don’t get out of the car. Lock the doors immediately. I’ll call Butler Shi to bring some people over to handle things.”
“Ok.” Mo Weiyi felt slightly reassured by Xiao Yebai’s words.
After hanging up the phone, she promptly locked the car doors, sitting and waiting in the car obediently.
**
Outside of the car.
Zhou Yulan, clinging to the bodyguard’s leg, sobbed dramatically, “A hit and run! Murder! Somebody call the police fast, get the cops here to arrest the killer!”
Somebody nearby promptly dialed 110, then shouted, “The police are on their way! Everyone in the car, get out now!”
The bodyguard frowned tightly, “I was driving the car. If there is any issue, I will take full responsibility.”
“Just because you say you were driving, does it mean you really were? Any evidence?” Zhou Yulan yelled.
She had been causing a ruckus here for several days but to no avail.
Every time she tried to approach, she was thrown far away by the bodyguards, without even a glimpse of the Mo family’s face.
Left with no choice, she had to resort to dirty tactics.
She had used the exact same trick when facing a house eviction, which resulted in her receiving an excessive eviction compensation.
Anyway, what the rich care about most is their reputation, afraid of scandals. If they don’t agree to let Feifei go, she will make this incident public and big, even to the point that the Mo family would be unable to get away with it!
Thus, she began her dramatic wailing again, “Oh my poor husband, you have lost so much blood! If you die, what will I do? Our daughter has already been ruined by the Mo family, and now you too are killed by the Mo family. How do you expect me to go on living?!”
The man lying on the ground with his face all covered in blood, eyes closed and moaning, seemed severely injured.
Trying to free himself, the bodyguard was surrounded by several tough-looking men with iron bars in their hands and tattoos on their exposed arms.
Caught up in their strong assault, the bodyguard was unable to break free.
Zhou Yulan glanced at the tightly shut car door, and suddenly got up and ran over.
As anticipated, through the car window, she saw Mo Weiyi sitting in the backseat.
She started yelling immediately, “You be the judge! I just wanted to bring my husband to the Mo family for some explanation. But they tried to kill both of us with a car! This is obviously guilt! They’re trying to silence us! Can the rich oppress people like this? And now after committing manslaughter, they want to evade responsibility by letting a bodyguard take the blame!?”
Someone suggested immediately, “Drag the people in the car out!”
“Drag them out!”
“An eye for an eye, it’s only fair!”
Very soon some people charged towards the car and tried to open it, but found that it was locked from inside.
Zhou Yulan yelled vehemently, “Smash the car windows! Drag the people inside out!”
Somebody walked over with a large iron rod and hit it hard against the car window.
With a loud “bang,” the window remained intact but the noise nearly scared Mo Weiyi out of her wits.
Why would scenes like those in movies happen to her?
And right at her own doorstep?
Why was she so unlucky recently?
She seemed to run into every trouble!
Mo Weiyi looked outside and noticed that the crowd was growing larger, each holding iron rods and smashing the car.
“Bang!”
Then another “Bang!”
The car was shaking violently. The window got cracked and then finally the front window shattered.
Hearing the sound of the glass shattering, Mo Weiyi was terrified and picked up her phone to call for help.
Zhou Yulan yelled excitedly, “Quick, get her out!”
Some people rushed forward, reached in through the shattered window, smacked the phone out of her hand, and tried to pull at her arm.
Mo Weiyi was on the verge of a breakdown.
Who were all these people?
Why hadn’t Butler Shi arrived yet?
She huddled back as far as she could, until a familiar voice shouted, “Stop!”
Butler Shi appeared in a black double-breasted butler outfit, followed by a group of bodyguards dressed in black.
At his order, the bodyguards pressed forward and finally managed to pull back the unruly mob.
Zhou Yulan was still shouting, “You’ve killed someone and you try to brush it aside? The police are coming soon! You all will pay for it!”
Butler Shi looked at her sternly, “He’s hurt and still not taken to the hospital, while you are busy calling the police. Is this man really your husband?”
“…” Zhou Yulan’s face went pale, and she hurriedly shouted, “My husband was run over by you all. When the police arrive, I will make sure all of you go to prison!”
“Is that so?” Butler Shi stepped forward, then abruptly leaned over.
He wiped a finger across the man’s bloody face, then brought it to his nose for a sniff.
Standing back up, he sneered, “Let’s wait for the police then.”
**
About ten minutes later, local police finally arrived.
Xiao Yebai’s car pulled up close behind.
The tall and forbidding figure came straight to the black Mercedes, opened the car door, and helped Mo Weiyi out.
“Mr. Xiao.”
Xiao Yebai lifted his eyes and glanced casually at the man lying on the ground, “Mr. Shi, I’m going to take Weiyi home first, you handle this.”
“Alright.”
Mo Weiyi got into the Bentley with Xiao Yebai. Her fingers were still icy cold as she fastened the seatbelt.
Not until they drove into the Mo family’s mansion did she timidly ask, “Yebai, is everything really alright?”
“It’s fine.”
“But that man was bleeding a lot, the car is covered in blood…”
“That’s chicken blood.”
“Ah?” Mo Weiyi was stunned, “So… did they come intending to stage an accident?”
“You could say that.”
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**
They entered the old manor.
The elder of the Mo family was sitting sternly on the Taishi Chair, obviously already aware of the incident at the front door.
“Why hasn’t this matter been resolved yet?”
Xiao Yebai’s tone was calm and cool, “It can be resolved now.”
“What’s your plan to resolve it?”
Xiao Yebai glanced at Mo Weiyi.
The old man of the Mo family immediately ordered, “Weiyi, you go rest in your room first.”
Mo Weiyi’s mind was unsettled, so she nodded and left the hall immediately.
Once she returned to the Southern Mansion and had a few sips of tea, she slowly calmed down.
A quick sweep of her eyes was caught by an item on the dressing table.
She immediately got up and walked over.
It turned out to be a hairpin.
Neither too big nor too small, the design was very simple. The body of the pin was made of white jade, shining brightly, with a white magnolia flower adorned on the head, refreshing and elegant.
This was not her stuff.
“Mrs. Yang! Mrs. Yang, can you come here?”
Upon hearing her voice, the maid immediately rushed upstairs and entered the bedroom.
Mo Weiyi held up the hairpin and asked her, “Where did this come from?”
The maid looked at it, “I found it on the bed in this bedroom while tidying up a few days ago. I thought it was the princess’s belonging, so I put it on the dressing table.”
“Do you think I would use something like this?” Mo Weiyi raised her delicate eyebrows.
The maid:”…”
This hairpin at first glance didn’t seem to be anything valuable.
Moreover, Mo Weiyi’s hair was too thick. She never liked to tie her hair, let alone use a hairpin to bun her hair unless a stylist was helping her with it.
Mo Weiyi’s distinct cat eyes stared at her, her delicate fingers gradually clenching, “Has anyone visited this villa recently?”
The maid quickly answered, “I’m the only one here cleaning each day.”
“You’re sure no one else has been here to clean up?”
“Absolutely not.”
Mo Weiyi:
“Princess.” The maid cautiously started, “Could it be a gift from Young Master Xiao?”
Gift?
Mo Weiyi blinked her distinct cat eyes.
A gift from Yebai?
Yebai actually took the initiative to give her a gift?
After the two puppies from last time, now he is gifting a hairpin?
“Princess…”
“You can go now.”
“Yes.”
After the maid left, Mo Weiyi sat there, unable to suppress the corners of her mouth from turning upwards.
Even though she never uses hairpins, if it was gifted by Yebai…
After a thought, Mo Weiyi picked up the hairpin and began to do her hair in front of the mirror.
**
So when Xiao Yebai returned to the upstairs bedroom, he saw his wife sitting in front of the dressing table, her thick curls bundled into a bun.
Mo Weiyi rarely bundled her hair; she always felt that her hair was too thick and that styling it was troublesome. She usually liked to leave her hair flowing loose.
This hairstyle exposed her entire small, round face, making her look even more refreshing, cute, and girlish than her usual seductive and luxurious look.
“Yebai, does it look good?” Mo Weiyi tilted her face, showing him.
She had wanted to do a hair bun originally, but her hands were too clumsy. After struggling for a long time without success, she wound up tying a bun and sticking the hairpin into it..
