Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 757 - 737: If Something Happens to Her, You’re All Doomed (Part 2)
Approaching the man, Zaizai stood on tiptoes and tugged at his sleeve:
"Daddy, why hasn’t mommy come home yet? Did something happen?"
He looked down, meeting Little Baozi’s bright black eyes.
Given Zaizai’s intelligence and sensitivity, he must have guessed something.
He bent down and picked up Zaizai in one arm, silent.
Zaizai stared at his daddy’s face, his little heart thumping even more rapidly, yet he clung tightly to his pajamas:
"Daddy, I’m being good, I’ll behave. Please bring mommy back, okay?"
His gaze sharpened like a spark jumping before it’s extinguished, he made up his mind, and ruffled Little Baozi’s hair:
"Don’t worry, daddy will make sure mommy comes back safe and sound."
*
Yunling City Police Station, detention center.
She no longer knew if it was day or night.
Time just kept flowing endlessly.
On the hard bunk, a fragile body sat hunched over, with slender arms wrapped around her knees, her head buried, leaning against the cold wall.
These past few days, Jiayi’s belief and perseverance seemed to be crumbling bit by bit, and she felt an indescribable panic growing.
Though she saw no daylight, she occasionally heard snippets of the outside world’s happenings from the conversations of the detention center guards.
Xiaolei’s daddy Boris had come to China, arranging his daughter’s posthumous matters on one hand while accusing her of murder and explaining her "motive" to the police on the other.
At the same time, Boris had held several press conferences in Yunling, severely condemning the tragedy that befell his daughter.
Clearly, he was inciting media and public attention, continuing to pressure the case.
Reporters now surrounded the Disheng Villa Area or thronged outside the City Hall building every day, chasing interviews with Huo Zhenyang about the Huo Family’s young madam’s murder case.
Huo Group’s shares suffered a heavy drop.
On newspapers and news websites, media and public judgment about the case flew wildly...
His image must also have plummeted because of his association with her, right?
Jiayi’s slender fingers curled tightly, clenching in her palm.
Since that night he personally visited the detention center just once, he hadn’t come again.
It wasn’t just him; even the Huo Family hadn’t sent anyone over...
At first, she consoled herself, thinking that at such a time, he must be incredibly busy.
On one hand, he had to deal with her case, and on the other, he had to face the public’s rumors—probably with a crowd of reporters following him every time he stepped out the door.
It just wasn’t convenient for him to come over.
Gradually, her thoughts became dimmer, covered in dust, getting darker by the day.
The 24-hour darkness and cold of the small cell were wearing down her will...
Making her feel like she couldn’t hold on much longer.
Sniffling, she hugged her arms tighter, dispelling the messy thoughts.
At a time like this, she didn’t want to be a stumbling block for him.
Yes!
He was out there working hard, and she needed to be strong, not to let him down, and certainly not to hold him back.
She forced a bit of energy, trying to curve the corners of her lips upwards, attempting to maintain an optimistic demeanor.
She looked up, a sliver of light coming through the tiny skylight.
She had no idea what time it was.
All she knew was that another day was about to pass, and visiting hours were nearly over.
Today, he still hadn’t come.
The optimistic self-comfort she just had suddenly popped like a bubble.
She couldn’t help it, the tip of her nose was sour, and she rubbed her eyes hard, forcing herself to swallow the warm liquid.
Just then, footsteps sounded from outside the cell.
There were also voices of someone talking with the guard.
It was a young man’s voice, faint and indistinct.
Her heart, turning dismal and gray, seemed to let in a sliver of sunlight, and Jiayi felt an unprecedented surge of excitement.
She lifted her face, wiped the tear stains from her cheeks, and quickly jumped off the bed.
She couldn’t cry in front of him; it would distract him!
The iron door opened with a "clang," her steps halted, and she stared blankly at the person in front of her; her face showed surprise at first, then filled with disappointment.
Xue Jingchuan, exuding an air of exhaustion, had just rushed back to Yunling from out of town and was now looking at Jiayi with a heart full of pain.
The last time he saw her, she was full of vitality, but now she had lost her spark, her face pale and bloodless, her clothes hanging hollowly on her emaciated body, almost unable to bear her weight.
Mr. Huo, didn’t you repeatedly say that you would take good care of her?
Is this what you call taking care of her?
When Xue Jingchuan heard about the news concerning her in the newspapers while he was out of town, he could hardly believe it.
Right off the plane, he hurried here, and only when he saw her did he confirm that she had really spent several days in this dreadful place!
"Jingchuan, hurry up. If the reporters find out you’ve come here..."
A man’s reminder came from the doorway.
The man was Xue Jingchuan’s agent.
Xue Jingchuan was shooting a movie in another city, and he had walked off the set midway, postponing several promotional events, even missing out on an eight-figure advertising contract to rush here.
That would have been enough, but if the paparazzi found out he’d visited someone suspected of murder in detention, they would have a field day with the story.
He was an idol superstar; his reputation was too important,
It wasn’t that the agent was heartless, it’s just... 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
The agent stole a glance at the delicate figure in the cell.
It’s just that the mess Mrs. Huo had caused this time was too big.
Broken from the silence by the agent’s voice, Jiayi spoke up, "Jingchuan, you’re here."
She paused, then, not wanting to worry him too much, joked, "I don’t even have a place for you to sit here, let alone offer you tea. Sorry about that."
Xue Jingchuan’s handsome features tensed slightly, his heart seeming to be struck hard, as he turned his neck and said with resolve to his agent, "Go contact the chief for me! I want to arrange for Jiayi’s bail! Then, contact the reporters for me, hold a press conference at a hotel in Yunling, right now, immediately!"
He wanted to use his social public influence to help clarify her situation.
It might not clear her name.
But if the outside world saw that an esteemed superstar was vouching for her, maybe it would help with the case.
The agent was taken aback, torn between laughter and worry, "Jingchuan, have you gone mad? Associating yourself with a murder case, do you not want a career in show business anymore? This will destroy your image—"
"Don’t give me that. If you won’t do it, I’ll contact them myself!"
Jiayi, reacting, grabbed Xue Jingchuan, "No need—"
Xue Jingchuan countered coldly, "What? You’ve developed a liking for living here? Would you like me to book you a long-term private cell? Don’t worry, if he can’t come forward because of his status, I will. After all, I’m not as noble as he is!"
Saying this, he faced his agent, spicing his tone with a bit of fury, "Go take care of it, now!"
Of course, Jiayi understood who Xue Jingchuan meant by "he."
She felt a chill creeping up her back.
Had he really stopped visiting her because he was concerned about his status and image?
If not, even if he was too busy, he could have sent someone from the Huo Family, like Auntie Li, to visit her.
Xue Jingchuan’s casually angry words expressed the very thing she was afraid to consider.
