The painting was a lacquer painting, and the weight of the lacquered panel and frame was enough to break Qi Qiulin's leg bone.

"You're injured! How badly? Does it hurt?" Mu Yiran rushed to her side in a panic, losing all sense of reason and unable to even call for help.

Qi Qiulin gasped, tears welling in her eyes from the pain, but she still had the mind to comfort her, "It's okay, it's just a little bump. Aorsa, are you alright? Were you hit?"

She raised her hand and touched Mu Yiran's cold wrist, then moved it to the jade bracelet on her left wrist. "This is an antique. If it had been smashed, it would have been ruined. Luckily, it's okay, she's alright."

Her anxious and concerned tone suddenly jolted Mu Yiran awake!

"you---"

"Ranran!"

"What's going on! Hagi Rin!"

"Holy crap! Is anyone hurt?!" the director yelled hoarsely. "Call the medical staff! Don't let them get hurt! How much compensation do we have to pay?! Where's the manager?!"

"......"

Lee Byung-seung and Candice rushed to Mu Yi-ran's place one after the other.

Seeing Li Bingcheng's anxious expression, Qi Qiulin's voice softened, "Senior, I'm fine—"

"Ranran, are you hurt anywhere?!" Li Bingcheng walked straight in front of her and knelt down beside Mu Yiran.

Qi Qiulin's face stiffened slightly.

When the accident happened, everyone rushed to take Mu Yiran and Qi Qiulin to the hospital. Even though Mu Yiran insisted that she was not injured, Li Bingcheng, Candice, and Ai Ni, who rushed to her side at that moment, still forced her to have a full-body check-up.

“If you don’t go, I’ll call the master!” Ai Ni threatened, holding up her phone.

"........"

Mu Yiran awkwardly went to film.

The two men who had been trying to persuade her for a long time both darkened their expressions when they saw the woman's obedient back.

Candice recalled Mu Yiran's unfinished words in the hallway and her unusual gesture. What did Mu Yiran mean? It couldn't be that she was showing off her manicure and jewelry to a straight man like him.

There's no need to guess who put the ring on Ran's finger.

If he could find Mu Yiran, how could he not find her...?

Overwhelmed by helplessness and anguish, Candice leaned heavily against the wall.

He seems to be late again...

The test results came back, and the good news was that Mu Yiran was fine. Although Qi Qiulin was hit on the leg, she managed to avoid it in time, and was only grazed by the corner of the picture frame. Her bones were not injured, but her calf was bruised.

Everyone, especially the director, breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just a bruise, just a bruise! It's on my leg, not my hand! It's on my leg, not my hand!

Fortunately, I only have to pay one million!

Damn, that was close! I almost retired early!

In order not to cause too much of a commotion, the production team immediately asked the relevant personnel to leave the hospital discreetly. Li Bingcheng originally wanted to take Mu Yiran home, but he had to leave first because of something urgent at his company. When Mu Yiran came out after changing her clothes, only Candice and Ai Ni were left looking at each other.

Ai Ni stepped forward, holding her phone: "Madam, shall we go back now?"

The word "Madam" made Candice's already pale face turn even paler. He turned his heel and said, "...I'll drive you there."

Ai Ni was wearing headphones, the Bluetooth connection flashing as if she were on a call. She pouted, a mixture of impatience and helplessness in her expression, and finally said, "Um… Mr. He—"

Mu Yiran had no interest in listening to what she was saying. Just then, a round, chubby body flashed past in a very flamboyant manner, and Mu Yiran grabbed it!

"Director! Where's Sharon?!"

The director exclaimed in surprise, "What are you still doing here! Sharon just left, she didn't need to be hospitalized—wait, I haven't told you who your goddess is—"

Mu Yiran had already run towards the emergency room entrance and saw Qi Qiulin being helped into a car in the driveway.

"Sharon, wait a minute!"

Mu Yiran sped up, but was stopped by Jiang Wen and Wen Qingyu who were standing there.

"Mu Yiran! How dare you come up here!" Wen Qingyu pushed Mu Yiran's shoulder with her handbag.

Her ability to change her expression at will sometimes even made Mu Yiran wonder if she had a split personality.

She was extremely impatient, and grabbed Wen Qingyu's wrist, pulling her handbag off her handbag. Wen Qingyu screamed in pain, "You dare hit me?!"

"Let's fight then, do we need to pick a day?" Mu Yiran said, raising her hand high—

"Bitch!" Jiang Wen suddenly blocked Wen Qingyu's path and slapped Mu Yiran across the face! Her carefully drawn eyebrows stood up, and her haughty demeanor was nothing like the gentle and elegant noblewoman she had just been.

"Mu Yiran, you ungrateful wretch! How did the Wen family treat you?! Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you also boss your only sister around all day! You even dare to talk back and hit your elders! You ill-mannered thing! The Wen family provides you with food and clothing, is this how you repay them?!"

Mu Yiran took the blow almost without dodging. Her face stung, but the pain was nothing compared to the burning rage within her. She sneered:

"Rewards?"

"How am I supposed to repay you, my dear aunt? Find a man to invest some money in the Wen family and then send your precious daughter to his bed?!"

"Is this how your Wen family treats me! You have the nerve to call yourself an elder! Gratitude? You got your wealth and status through my intervention, and you dare to ask me for gratitude? Keep dreaming about your whole family's dreams!"

Jiang Wen covered Wen Qingyu's ears in shock and yelled, "Shut up! You bastard! You unfilial son! You're the one who benefits the most from what we did!"

"This opportunity was given to you for your own good, for your happiness for the rest of your life! And what do you do? You enjoy your success and prosperity, but instead of helping your family, you try to turn the tables on them!"

Jiang Wen had heard from Wen Qingyu about Mu Yiran being kept by someone, and seeing Li Bingcheng and that British man's attitude towards Mu Yiran today, Jiang Wen was even more convinced that Mu Yiran had been secretly climbing the social ladder behind their backs!

And yet she handed Mu Yiran over to the Shi family's heir for nothing! If Mu Yiran had used her powerful connections to help the Wen family earlier, how could the Wen family have ended up in a situation where they had to change hands?!

"If you hadn't returned to the country, how could the Wen family have suffered one defeat after another! You're a jinx! A jinx! It wasn't enough that you killed your parents! You want to kill us too! Look, even Qiu Lin was injured because of you!"

"…………"

Her body convulsed and trembled uncontrollably. Mu Yiran pursed her lips, stubbornly raising her face. The dim light of the streetlamp illuminated her face, half-lit and half-shadowed, yet her swollen face and disheveled hair didn't show any sign of distress. She simply smiled at Jiang Wen, who stood at the entrance of the pristine hospital, uttering words as chilling as a demon's killing intent:

"If I were truly a jinx, I would be the first to bring death to your entire family."

“You not only don’t hide from me, but you’re always plotting against me, Jiang Wen. Do you dare say you’re not afraid of retribution?” Mu Yiran approached Jiang Wen and her daughter, who were stunned and speechless, and made her point clear: “From now on, I won’t let you get away with this.”

“I have kept a record of everything your Wen family has done to me, including how you look now. Don’t feel wronged when the ghost comes to claim your life!”