Feeling sorry for Mu Yan running around all day, Jiang Jingheng didn’t make things hard for her.
After everything was over, Mu Yan was exhausted and fell asleep in a daze.
Jiang Jingheng held her and whispered, "Why not just keep painting."
It was unclear whether he was saying this to her or to himself.
The person in his arms murmured softly, "Mm..." and did not wake up.
Jiang Jingheng kissed her forehead, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
The next morning, after seeing Jiang Jingheng off, Mu Yan got into the nanny car that ca to pick her up for an event.
On the way, feeling bored, she browsed Weibo and saw Zhao Xiyue making headlines again; she had been in another car accident last night.
But this ti, it wasn’t her who got hurt—she had hit soone.
Seeing her looking at the news, Luo Yao couldn’t help but say, "Don’t you think Zhao Xiyue is toxic? With such bad driving skills, she shouldn’t be on the road. Isn’t she just endangering people?"
"She probably didn’t do it on purpose," Mu Yan said in a calm voice.
"Who knows," Luo Yao said angrily. "The thing about them saring you before was cooked up by her friends. How can people be so bad?"
Mu Yan glanced at her, "You’ve found out?"
"Yeah, I asked Brother Song before I ca this morning, and he told ," Luo Yao replied, her eyes flickering.
Mu Yan remained calm; she had guessed this long ago, so she wasn’t surprised.
Now her heart was as calm as still water. Perhaps she no longer had any feelings for Zhao Xiyue.
The comnts under the news were similar to Luo Yao’s.
Last ti, they had been sympathetic toward Zhao Xiyue; this ti, they hated her just as much.
"Just because you’re a celebrity, you think you can run red lights? Is the road built by your family?"
"Last ti I felt sorry for her car accident; now it seems she should have died then, at least she wouldn’t be harming others."
"If this doesn’t receive a fair ruling, Zhao Xiyue will be forever blacklisted!"
...
In the hospital, Zhao Xiyue sat outside the intensive care unit, completely unaware of what was happening online.
She hadn’t shut her eyes the entire night, her mind a complete ss.
The person she hit last night was now lying in the hospital room; the doctor said he had suffered a severe head injury. Although he was temporarily out of life-threatening danger, it was uncertain when he would wake up.
If he never regains consciousness, she would never be at peace in her life.
Her manager, Zhang Jun, knowing her nature, comforted her, "Don’t worry, everything will be fine. I’ve arranged for soone to keep an eye on things here. You should go back and rest."
"I want to stay here and wait for him to wake up," Zhao Xiyue said softly.
Zhang Jun saw her determination and said nothing more.
Right now, his job was to help her suppress this issue as much as possible.
Soon, a large group of people ca rushing toward them.
"Where’s my son?"
"Mom, take it easy. Brother will be fine."
Zhao Xiyue turned her head to look at this group of people, knowing they were the family of the injured person.
Zhang Jun whispered, "Hide behind for a while."
In this situation, the family definitely wouldn’t let it go easily.
"No!" Zhao Xiyue stood up. No matter what, it was her mistake, and she was the one who should bear the consequences.
Whether they scolded her or hit her, she deserved it.
The family first went to visit the patient and then ca out to confront Zhao Xiyue.
"Were you the one driving who hit my son?"
Zhao Xiyue didn’t dare to et the mother’s eyes and said with her head down, "I’m sorry."
"What’s with you? If you can’t drive, don’t drive. Do you know what my brother does?"
"I’m sorry," Zhao Xiyue said again.
"Sorry is not enough; it’s not you lying in there now."
The family was emotional, pushing and yelling at Zhao Xiyue.
Zhao Xiyue silently endured it, apologizing over and over, unable to do anything else but apologize.
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