Chapter 92 The Fire of the Zhao Family

She was stressed.

"Okay." Huo Qichen held the trembling girl in his arms, his palm fell on her head, and gently stroked it. "I'm already checking, and there will be results within the next few days. Take good care of your injuries first, okay?"

Jian Mo buried her face in the man's warm embrace. She smelled the clean scent on his body, and her trembling eased a little. "I used to think I wasn't afraid of death, until the moment I was knocked down. I finally felt the distance between life and death. Huo Qichen, I don't want to die..."

Tears soaked through his shirt, chilling Huo Qichen's heart. His cruelty intensified, and his face looked extremely ugly.

"As long as I'm here, you won't die."

After a moment, "...How did the meeting go? Did I mess it up?"

Huo Qichen didn't let go of his hand, "I told you, I'll cover for you, it won't fall."

A warm feeling flowed into Jian Mo's fearful heart, "Does everyone have a bad impression of me?"

"If you want to make amends, cheer up as soon as possible and hold an online meeting tomorrow."

Hearing that it could still be salvaged, Jian Mo finally stopped crying and pulled herself out of his arms, "Really?"

Her face was covered with tears. Huo Qichen took out a tissue and wiped her tears. "Really."

Jian Mo was about to say something happily when she suddenly noticed a figure standing at the door. All her movements stopped abruptly. "Assistant Mu?"

Mu Yi held the document in his hand and stood there for an unknown amount of time, his expression gloomy.

Jian Mo realized that something was wrong and quickly pulled herself out of his arms. Huo Qichen's hands fell empty, and he lowered his eyes and sat down, "What's the matter?"

Mu Yi then nodded and walked in. He glanced at the person on the hospital bed and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Huo Qichen knew what she was thinking, "We're one family, just say it straight."

Mu Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Qian's anger has already spread to Zhao Weishi."

Huo Qichen opened the file, glanced at it, and knew what was going on. "Where is the person?"

"He was arrested on the way to the airport. He's currently being tried, so very little is known. Last night, he signed the divorce papers."

"Where's Mrs. Zhao?"

"Also in the police station."

"Make sure she steps down before this matter is over."

Jian Mo leaned against the pillow, carefully observing Mu Yi's businesslike expression. She was surprised when she heard these words, "Do you really want to protect her? Mr. Huo, one move could affect the entire body. If she does something that is detrimental to us..."

"You don't understand a mother's psychology. She doesn't." Huo Qi Chen put the documents back and said lightly, as if he was sure of victory.

Mu Yi left, the door was closed, and silence returned to the ward.

Jian Mo calmed down and regained her rationality, but her voice was still hoarse. "Boss Huo, you're talking about such a big thing in front of me. Aren't you afraid that I'll tell others?"

The angle at which he was standing was somewhat backlit, and his profile appeared very gentle at this moment. He smiled and said, "I'll give you the courage to speak, do you dare to speak?"

Jian Mo choked, complaining rather sadly, "You let Special Assistant Mu know my identity just like that, aren't you afraid of something happening?"

"She won't."

She had nothing to say, and the next day Mu Yi brought her a computer for online meetings.

Huo Qichen led his men out of the ward. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jian Mo breathing nervously in front of the computer.

"How's the investigation going?" He held a cigarette in his mouth and wanted to light it, but he didn't have a lighter with him, so Mu Yi took one out of her bag and lit it for him.

"That Mercedes was rented from a 4S dealership. I checked the identity of the perpetrator. He has no connections with anyone inside the Huo family, so it's unlikely they did it."

Huo Qi Chen took a puff of his cigarette and stared at the woman inside through the smoke.

He seemed very nervous, even though we were separated by a screen. He smiled appropriately while speaking, first apologizing, then explaining.

"That's too superficial. Go ask who in the design department has a grudge against Jian Mo." He glanced sideways. "I remember the new director seemed to dislike her."

Mu Yi's heart skipped a beat. "She... is already the director. There's no need for her to do this."

"Human greed is unsatisfactory. I arranged for Jian Mo to be the project's lead designer. I don't guarantee she'll be dissatisfied."

"Then I'll check her recent calls." Mu Yi understood that this matter must have a result.

Huo Qichen hummed lightly, still not looking away. Mu Yi looked over and couldn't help but said, "Boss Huo... can I say a few more words?"

He still said yes.

"Why Jian Mo?" She gritted her teeth and asked the question that had been bothering her for so many days. She never thought that Huo Qi Chen would really fall in love with Jian Mo.

A piece of cigarette ash fell to the ground. Huo Qichen seemed to have expected this and just said, "It's appropriate."

Mu Yi did not ask what was suitable. As a special assistant, it was inappropriate to probe the boss's private affairs. This answer made her relax a little. Fortunately, it was just suitable, not in love with her.

She didn't move for a long time. Huo Qichen put out his cigarette and asked, "Anything else?"

"No, I'm leaving, Mr. Huo."

Jian Mo's drawings were processed smoothly. She was very happy to turn off the computer. When she saw him push the door open, she smiled and asked, "You didn't do anything behind the scenes, did you?"

"So you have no confidence in your design?"

"That's not what I meant. Do you know what the boss praised me for just now?" Jian Mo wanted to laugh, but the wound on her face was pulled, and she grimaced in pain. "He said my design was unique."

She looked just like a primary school student who got a perfect score on an exam and was asking for praise.

Huo Qichen chuckled, "Do you want to stay in the hospital to recuperate, or go home?"

Jian Mo really thought about it seriously, "Does anyone in the company know that I was in a car accident?"

"Not only did he know, but he also knew that it was me who took care of it. You are so honored, Miss Jane."

She could already imagine what the rumors would look like. "This is it, people won't spread rumors about us, right?" The key is that these rumors are all true, and she doesn't want to face it. "Let's go home. Staying in the hospital is so boring."

At this moment she suddenly realized, "What should I do with my dad? I have a broken bone and there is no one to massage him."

"There is a caregiver." Huo Qichen mused, "I'll ask Liang Qiu to bring Jian Zhou out these days to take care of your father."

Yes, and Jian Zhou. Jian Mo felt a little relieved. Perhaps it would be more effective if he, as his father's biological son, personally confessed at his father's bedside.

"By the way, Huo Qichen." Jian Mo suddenly remembered something, "Did my mother...look for you?"

Last time at the beauty salon, she threatened to go find Huo Qichen, but there has been no movement for so many days. This is not her arrogant and domineering style.

Huo Qichen looked away and replied calmly, "No."

That's good.

The next day, Jian Mo was discharged from the hospital and returned to Mingyuan. Halfway through the drive, Huo Qichen suddenly received a call, "Achen, what happened? Xiaomo was in a car accident?"

Grandpa's voice was full of energy. He held the phone farther away and frowned, "How do you know Grandpa?"

Jian Mo looked up, also with a puzzled look on her face.

"It was reported in the Haicheng Evening News. They said there was a car accident at the entrance of the Huo Group. They even posted photos!"