Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 620 - 600: Child Turmoil (3)
An individual clad in a white lab coat and wearing a mask emerged from the elevator, yes, from the elevator.
He Wenyu had been fixated on the emergency exit when Luo Qianqian tugged her, pointing towards the doctor who had just exited the elevator, with a face full of confusion, "What’s with the doctor? You recognize him too? A gang committing crimes?"
Luo Qianqian covered her forehead in exasperation. Just because they were far away didn’t mean she couldn’t recognize someone instantly, right? It was just a change of clothes. The sleazy aura was still present.
"This doctor seems odd," He Wenyu said after watching for a while, frowning.
"Guess why," Luo Qianqian stared intently at the man and after a moment, she spotted a different issue, "Do you see that person in the elevator? Isn’t that the bad old lady..."
Upon hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, He Wenyu quickly shifted her gaze to the elevator. Even though its doors were closing, she had a vivid memory of the old lady and recognized her at a glance, nodding vigorously, "Absolutely her, no doubt about it!"
"Hehe," Luo Qianqian snorted coldly, "I knew she couldn’t be uninvolved." She then took out her cell phone and dialed seriously.
"Miss Luo," answered the party on the other end of the call.
Luo Qianqian pursed her lips, "I’m at the hospital, where are you guys?"
"... Well, Miss Luo, perhaps you should just tell us what the matter is," Luo Qianqian felt the person on the line seemed a bit awkward, but she didn’t delve further.
She cut straight to the chase, "I saw the suspect has reached my mother’s floor, so I’m a bit worried."
"Rest assured, we will guarantee the safety of your mother and the baby," the voice on the other end assured, then Luo Qianqian heard a voice from the phone exclaim, "Ouch..."
She then glanced at a passing woman in the corridor clutching her arm and glaring at a passerby. Her eyes finally came to rest on the man sitting outside her mother’s hospital room, reading a newspaper, and the unusually tall woman resting next to him. She felt speechless, pretending to have not noticed them, thinking that every profession indeed had its unknown hardships.
"Alright, then, thanks for the hassle. I’ll look into this witness thing," Luo Qianqian lifted her lips into a smile, "We’ll talk later." She hung up the phone, turned to He Wenyu, and said, "Let’s go, we need to find a couple of reliable people to join us."
"Reliable?" He Wenyu was somewhat puzzled, "Why do I feel like nobody’s reliable here?"
"Silly, I’m talking about the police officers," Luo Qianqian said pridefully, with a curl of her lip, "Speaking of which, didn’t we see the officers this morning?"
Mentioning this, Luo Qianqian herself felt somewhat helpless. Why did she seem to meet police wherever she went? Even though Zhang Ye and Qiu Yu were acquaintances made through passive connections—one, a grandchild of her teacher; the other, a friend of her brother.
However, from a certain point of view, it’s easier to get things done with familiar faces.
Like now, Luo Qianqian, wearing a cheerful smile, bought some fried chicken and called Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye, still on duty, saw the name on the display and curled his lips in a smile. They had just met that morning, and it hadn’t been long since they’d last seen each other. He could still sense the aura that he feared around her. He answered the call, "What’s up, Qianqian?"
"Hehe, want some fried chicken?" Luo Qianqian didn’t get straight to the point, after all, unintended revelations are often the most truthful.
"Oh? You’re bringing it to me?" Zhang Ye glanced at the time and stretched languidly. His shift had ended a while ago, but he had been caught up with work and hadn’t managed to leave just yet. Before he realized it, it had gotten late.
"Hey? Isn’t it too late for us two kids to be out? Might something happen?" Luo Qianqian pouted, speaking in a serious tone, "If Brother Zhang Ye doesn’t want it, it’s fine. We can eat it ourselves."
"Calling so late at night, it’s not just to invite me for a midnight snack, right?" Zhang Ye was no longer a child who could be easily fooled.
Luo Qianqian remained calm and said slowly, "Ah, isn’t it because my mom just had a little brother? So, we’re now at the hospital..."
"What? Aunt An gave birth?" Zhang Ye immediately stood up, knocking the documents in front of him to the floor: "Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I’m coming right now..." After ending the call, he hurriedly gathered his papers, said goodbye to his colleagues on the night shift, and drove off.
Luo Qianqian looked at the disconnected call, her lips curling up: "See, sometimes you don’t need to give the real reason when asking for someone’s help."
"That’s cunning," He Wenyu covered her mouth and giggled, but she had to admit that by saying so, even without mentioning his other intentions, Zhang Ye would have come to the hospital anyhow, both emotionally and rationally.
After all, Luo Qianqian was still the proud protégé of her own grandfather, even though... she had never actually attended a single day of high school under his name.
He Wenyu looked at the fried chicken wings in Luo Qianqian’s hand, pursed her lips. How could the two of them plus Zhang Ye finish so many? Don’t people usually buy them in pairs?
Whereas Luo Qianqian was like: "How many wings do you have left? I’ll take them all."
"Now the only thing left to do is... to get rid of those two people. Sigh, do you think I would strangle myself if something happened to An Hao?" Luo Qianqian understood the seriousness of getting rid of those two people, but if she didn’t, the person wouldn’t have the chance to act, so how could Zhang Ye catch him in the act?
All she could hope for was that those two people hadn’t lost their conscience to the extent of only seeking money and not intending to harm lives.
It was risky, but she had to do it, to settle things once and for all. She couldn’t always have her mother living in danger. Plus, she would probably return even less frequently in the future. If she didn’t resolve the issue in one go, she felt like there would always be a knot in her heart.
"Qianqian, there’s nothing going on right now, so tell me about your Chengzi," He Wenyu asked with a face full of curiosity, pulling Luo Qianqian to sit on the stone bench at the entrance of the hospital. The weather was getting cooler and the bench felt quite cold.
"There’s nothing much, my fiancé." Luo Qianqian smiled, but her face showed a hint of helplessness: "He’s handsome, has a good temperament, is gentle, wealthy, and talented."
"Do you like him then?" He Wenyu asked with a puzzled face.
Luo Qianqian’s expression froze for a moment before she tugged at the corner of her mouth: "What is liking someone? Do you really know?" Her tone was tinged with melancholy and depth: "I don’t understand. I used to think liking someone meant being very happy when you see them..." Her speech trailed off, and Luo Qianqian fell silent, not knowing what to say next. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
"Liking someone? Your heart races when you see that person, being together makes you happy, even if it’s just doing something trivial. When you’re apart, you miss them, you want to tell them everything that happens, whether it’s good or bad, either to share joy or seek comfort..." He Wenyu tilted her head, a smile on her lips, sharing her understanding: "The first person you think of when I say these things, then that’s who you like."
"So, when you talk about these things, do you think of Zhao Wenxuan?" Luo Qianqian looked into He Wenyu’s eyes.
Without hesitation, He Wenyu nodded firmly.
Luo Qianqian tugged at the corner of her mouth: "What if I told you that you two will eventually separate, would you still be so happy?" Although the time wasn’t right yet, it wouldn’t be much longer until He Wenyu would have to face the college entrance exam two years from now, and afterwards... she would have to deal with Zhao Wenxuan’s family matters.
"What does it matter? It’s good to have been happy." To Luo Qianqian’s surprise, He Wenyu tugged at the corner of her mouth: "When we had a falling out, do you think I hadn’t thought about anything? I knew you wouldn’t do such things without reason, so I was prepared for the worst and also kept to my bottom line..."
"Let’s not talk about that, who did you think of just now?" He Wenyu set aside the sadness and pretended to be mature as she patted Luo Qianqian on the shoulder.
Luo Qianqian gave a bitter smile: "Luo Shufan."
