Mu Mian stayed for a while and then left. When he left, he used his mobile phone to record a video of Song Ci being hospitalized. He planned to show it to Du Tingting when he got home to reassure her.

After Mu Mian left, Song Ci gave Han Zhan a thumbs-up and praised him for his ability to speak. "Brother Han, I heard everything. You said you would take good care of me and treat me well."

Han Zhan showed a smiling tiger smile on his face, "Well, after all, I am gentle and considerate, and I will accommodate you in everything."

Song Ci's face was inexplicably hot because of Han Zhan's teasing.

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After leaving the hospital, Mu Mian went to work at the company. After get off work, he went to the hospital to visit Mu Qiu before returning home after dark. Du Tingting had been with Mu Qiu in the hospital during the day. After returning home, she had dinner and felt exhausted, so she went to take a bath.

I don’t know what’s going on recently. Maybe it’s because I’ve been running back and forth between the hospital and home. Du Tingting feels extremely tired and always feels like she’s not getting enough sleep.

Du Tingting almost fell asleep while taking a bath.

When Mu Mian returned home and didn't see Du Tingting in the hall, he asked Aunt Zhang, who was cleaning the stove in the kitchen, "Where's the Madam?"

Aunt Zhang said, "Madam finished her meal and went back to her room to rest."

Mu Mian nodded, untied the tie around his neck, and walked upstairs.

Pushing open the door, Mu Mian was puzzled when he didn't see Du Tingting. "Tingting?" Seeing the bathroom door ajar, Mu Mian strode towards the bathroom. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Du Tingting unconscious in the bathroom.

"Tingting!"

Mu Mian thought Du Tingting had fainted, and was so frightened that his voice became higher.

Hearing the roar, Du Tingting suddenly opened her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Mu Mian lying on the edge of the bathtub, looking at her with a worried look on his face. Du Tingting reached out and touched Mu Mian's cheek, wondering, "You're back? Why did I fall asleep?"

"Were you asleep just now?" Mu Mian said helplessly, "I thought you fainted."

Du Tingting put her arms around Mu Mian's neck and said softly, "Carry me back to my room. I don't want to move." There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice, which didn't seem out of place for someone her age.

"Okay." Mu Mian really dotes on Du Tingting.

When Mu Mian met Du Tingting, he was a sophomore studying computer science at Wangdong University. In 1996, China's economy was still underdeveloped, and the gap between the rich and the poor was enormous. That year, college tuition suddenly increased, and Mu Mian had to pay 2,500 yuan a year.

His family was of ordinary financial status. The annual tuition of 2,500 yuan, plus the accommodation fee of 600 yuan, and the living expenses of more than 200 yuan per month even if he lived frugally, put a heavy burden on Mu Mian's family.

But Du Tingting is different.

Du Tingting came from a wealthy family, and at that time she had a driver to pick her up and drop her off at school.

On the first day of school, Mu Mian was in charge of meeting Du Tingting. When Mu Mian saw Du Tingting for the first time, she was wearing light gray wedge-heeled leather shoes, a white dress with a doll collar, long hair, and a white headband that looked very fashionable in that era.

She stood at the school gate and many people were peeking at her.

The first time Mu Mian saw Du Tingting, his heart no longer belonged to him. He became disobedient and his heart kept beating wildly.

The first time he held Du Tingting's hand, he was so nervous that he walked with his hands and feet tied together. The first time he kissed Du Tingting, his back tensed up. The first time they slept together, he spent over an hour in the bathroom, washing himself until his skin turned red.

It wasn't easy for them to be together. The marriage of a poor boy and a rich girl was not favored by others. But along the way, Mu Mian always took good care of Du Tingting, never cheating on her, and never flirting with younger girls. Their deep love is a legend.

For 24 years, from a young girl to a woman, Du Tingting devoted all her youth to Mu Mian. Mu Mian went from having nothing to becoming a wealthy man, but she was always the only one by his side.

Mu Mian laid Du Tingting on the bed. Looking at her eyes, which already had two light wrinkles, he frowned and said, "How could you fall asleep in the bathtub? Are you tired from running back and forth between the hospital and home every day?"

"Maybe."

Du Tingting was too lazy to put on her clothes. She just covered herself with the silk quilt and said lazily, "I called Song Song today. She said her injuries were not serious. That girl was probably trying to comfort me."

"I knew you were worried about her." Mu Mian took out his phone, found the video he had taken this morning in Song Ci's ward, and showed it to Du Tingting. "I recorded a video, take a look."

Seeing Song Ci wearing a neck brace, talking and laughing, and looking in good spirits, Du Tingting finally felt relieved. "How could she have gotten into a car accident? Song Song is so lucky! I can't imagine if she..."

Du Tingting closed her eyes, unable to bear to continue.

Qiu Tian'er was so sick. If Song Ci also passed away, Du Tingting really wouldn't be able to bear it.

Du Tingting's eyes were filled with tears, but she didn't dare cry in front of Mu Mian. "Husband." Du Tingting pressed her cheek against Mu Mian's palm and asked, "What will Qiu Tianer do if he can't find a suitable heart?"

Mu Mian was speechless.

His silence broke Du Tingting's heart.

"We have never done anything wrong in our lives, so why is Qiu Tian'er's body..." Du Tingting's tears finally flowed down her cheeks and fell into Mu Mian's hands.

Mu Mian's palms burned, and his heart ached. "Tingting, go to sleep. I'm here with you."

Du Tingting rubbed her cheek in Mu Mian's palm and said nothing more.

It was a long time before Du Tingting finally fell asleep. Mu Mian gently pulled his hand away and shook it off, then he got up and went to the study. Mu Mian had a lot of things he couldn't figure out.

Where did Song Fei hide?

As long as a person is alive, she will always leave some traces in this city, but Song Fei seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and could not be found.

Song Fei left the city?

Or...

Mu Mian's eyebrows suddenly jumped.

Was the person who woke up that night really Song Fei?

A horrifying guess gradually emerged in Mu Mian's mind.

In order to verify his guess, Mu Mian quickly contacted a private detective.

"Help me check one more thing..."

"Help me find traces of Songci's activities in Shunshin City between July 11th and 14th."

"The sooner the better."

Mu Mian hung up the phone, his heart beating faster.

If his guess is verified, then Song Ci is really a person with great potential.

Song Ci was in the hospital, unaware that Mu Mian had become suspicious of her. She focused on recovering from her injuries, occasionally chatting with Yan Jiang about his cat, and sending a few text messages to tease Han Zhan when he was free.

That night, it was late at night, half past nine.

The nurse came to check on Song Ci, took her temperature, asked about her health, and left. As soon as the nurse left, Song Ci took out her phone to check the time. It was almost ten o'clock.

Thinking of Han Zhan's healthy schedule, Song Ci had evil thoughts in his mind.

She flipped through her phone and found a few photos taken before her injury. Song Ci was very sexy. With her deliberate dressing up and striking seductive poses, any casual photo of her could be compared to a fashion blockbuster.

Song Ci selected a photo that she was quite satisfied with and sent it directly to Han Zhan.

After sending the message, she waited for Han Zhan's reply in a good mood.