After dropping the person off, Secretary Xia rushed back to deal with this incredibly stressful situation.

Li Xinyi also discovered that she and her mother were being imprisoned.

Yes, it's physical imprisonment, with bodyguards standing guard at the gate.

Li Zhi called his daughter, but Li Xinyi was afraid of disturbing her father and did not reveal her situation.

My nose stung with tears, especially when I heard Li Zhi say, "Come back, Dad is waiting for you in Taipei."

She suppressed her emotions and said, "Okay, Dad, we'll be back soon. Xiaohui said she misses you. I'll come back to see you after things are settled here."

"Okay." Li Zhi knew what his daughter was thinking. After hanging up the phone, he sent her Fu Siming's contact information and helped her contact Fu Siming to take care of his daughter. The mountains were high and the roads were far, and he was indeed worried about not being by her side.

Unfortunately, he can't leave Taipei for the time being.

After hanging up the phone, Li Xinyi's cell phone lost signal.

She guessed that Sun Jiming would do this, and fearing that she would say something detrimental to him publicly, she cut off her contact with the outside world.

Sun Hui became somewhat agitated and tried to soothe her with a gentle and calming tone.

"Mommy, can't we go out anymore? Why? Did Daddy lock us up?"

Unexpectedly, her daughter had connected so much to what she had just heard from her conversation with the bodyguard. She reached out and ruffled her soft hair. "Don't be afraid, Mom. We'll be out soon, okay?"

But at this moment, she was indeed at a loss. Having lost all means of contact with the outside world, how could she get Sun Hui out of here?

When Song Xingyao saw the news again, it was at Sun Jiming's public press conference.

It turned out to be an explanation of his emotional state. He was dressed impeccably, but it made people feel very uncomfortable. Just like when we met at the orphanage, he was hypocritical.

She tried calling Li Xinyi's phone, but the call couldn't be connected.

So he called Fu Siming, who had already learned about the incident from Ang and Li Zhi and guessed about 70-80% of it.

"Don't worry, I'll come pick you up. Let's go to Tiansheng first."

"No need, I'll go straight there."

Fu Siming got up after knocking on the office door.

But Song Xingyao didn't have time for pleasantries. "I can't get in touch with her. I hope nothing's happened to her."

Fu Siming pulled her to sit down on the sofa. "Don't worry, even if he's bold, he won't lay a hand on Li Xinyi. After all, her father is Li Zhi, and he still needs Li Zhi's influence to help him on his journey. He probably cut off her contact with the outside world because he was afraid she would make some comments that were detrimental to him. I'll think of a way, don't worry."

Hearing his words, I breathed a sigh of relief. During this time, I had already become friends with Li Xinyi.

I've never understood how she ended up with someone like that, but I also feel incredibly lucky to have met Fu Siming, which makes me wonder if people can't eat meat.

Their complex combination and relationships were not those of an ordinary family, which is also a limitation imposed on women by the world.

Now all we can do is wait.

But instead of waiting, they received news that Li Xinyi was injured.

As soon as Sun Jiming came down from the press conference, he lashed out at Secretary Xia, "Damn it, what's Song Qiao's reaction?"

Secretary Xia was startled and hurriedly reported, "It seems that Miss Song doesn't know what's going on either. I don't think she has the ability to find such connections in Jiangcheng to spread this kind of news."

She glared coldly at the man in front of her on the head.

"I told you to investigate, not to guess. We need to find someone to handle this, Secretary Xia, regarding this matter..."

Secretary Xia remained motionless. He understood Sun Jiming's meaning: he would have to take the blame for this matter.

Having been by Sun Jiming's side for so many years, he could tell what Sun wanted to say just from his tone of voice.

At the press conference just now, Sun Jiming only said that Song Qiao was his friend's wife, and that he was only taking care of people who came to Jiangcheng for medical treatment out of concern. He said that a fake certificate could solve the problem, and there was no need to make up too many complicated stories.

Fortunately, he didn't do anything more outrageous in the photo.

Upon hearing Sun Jiming's clarification on the phone, Song Qiao angrily threw the phone away.

She stood up from the sofa. Song Xin was still asleep on the bed. She couldn't care less about her emotions. "How could this be? How could this be? This shouldn't be!"

It's better not to respond than to respond like this. If this response comes, Song Xin will never be able to become Sun Jiming's child again, and her dream of being Mrs. Sun will be shattered.

This can't be. Looking at the child on the bed, I couldn't help but feel resentful.

But there's nothing she can do now. Sun Jiming must have already started to suspect something. What should she do...?

Sun Jiming didn't rush back to the hotel. Instead, he changed to a simple car and went to Song Qiao and her son's residence.

Song Qiao immediately suppressed her previous resentment, threw herself into his arms, whimpering and crying.

Secretary Xia helped close the door.

Song Qiao: "How could you do this! How could you just sever your relationship with Xin'er like this? What are we, mother and son, supposed to do?"

She cried and pounded on the man's chest.

Unfortunately, I did not receive any comfort from him.

Instead, he grabbed her arm and pushed her away, his sharp eyes fixed on her red, tear-stained eyes and nose. "This really has nothing to do with you?"

No longer caring about the child on the bed, she freed herself from his grasp. "Are you crazy! You doubt me? What good does that do me? Not only will I be branded as a lover, but now Xin'er will never be able to clear her name again, and you still doubt me?"

She pointed at the person in front of her, looking so angry she could hardly breathe, her hands trembling uncontrollably, and her sobs growing louder.

Song Xin, who was in a deep sleep on the bed, was disturbed.

Sun Jiming's doubts dissipated considerably. He pulled the person into the bathroom and closed the door.

The quiet space was filled with the sound of a woman crying, which irritated him. "Stop crying!"

Song Qiao's loud crying stopped abruptly, turning into soft sobs.

He stepped forward and pulled the person into his arms, his voice less cold, "Alright, stop crying. This is a critical time. This is the best solution after something like this happened. I'll think of something else once things have calmed down. You'll still be mine then."

"Waaah...really?" She looked up from his arms, tears still streaming down her face.

"Hmm, when have I ever lied to you? Now is not the time for divorce. The election is coming soon, and we can't afford any problems. I'll just have to make do with you for a little longer."

"I'm not afraid of being wronged, Xin'er is the one who is most wronged..." she said softly.

Even pressed close to the man in front of her, she could feel his cold aura and the anger surging within her chest.

She suddenly felt a chill of fear; what if the investigation led to her...?