Twenty years of familial love, years of marital affection—all were lies. The father who doted on her since childhood turned out to be the murderer of her mother. The husband who cherished her all a...
Mo Xiangtian hadn't gotten up yet. Hearing his phone ring, he picked it up wearily and answered the call.
The familiar voice coming from the phone made my tired body wake up a little.
Lately, he has been leaving early and returning late. Although he lives under the same roof as Mo Jing, he rarely has the chance to see her. Thinking about it, he feels like a very irresponsible father.
Unexpectedly, his daughter called him today. After listening to what Mo Jing said, he frowned and said after a long while, "Jingjing, don't worry, Dad will take care of this for you."
Mo Jing originally intended to give it a try, but she didn't expect Mo Xiangtian to agree so readily.
"Thank you!" I wanted to say something, but in the end, it all came down to this simple "thank you."
Mo Xiangtian actually wanted to say something to Mo Jing. At this moment, he felt that Mo Jing needed comforting, but the usually serious and dignified man couldn't say the words no matter how many times he tried.
"I'm your dad!" That was the last simple sentence he said. It meant that he was the father of the child and that no one needed to thank him for anything he did. Then he hung up the phone.
The events of this period made him feel as if he had aged several years in an instant.
Mo Xiangtian held his phone, stared blankly for a moment, then pulled out a number from his contacts and dialed it.
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Mo Jing stayed in her room the whole time and didn't go out, while Lin Hao stayed with her.
Police arrived shortly afterward and, after taking photos and collecting evidence, took Xu Yan's body away. They need to conduct a more detailed examination to obtain more clues.
At this moment, Shen Jingyuan, Wang Meimei, and the others who had received the notification also rushed over.
They didn't see Xu Yan's body, but the large pool of blood on the ground was enough to show how horrific the scene had been.
Shin Jung-won had been crying ever since she heard the news of Heo Yeon's death. Her eyes, which were already so swollen they were barely visible, were now completely swollen.
Wang Meimei's eyes were also red, clearly indicating that she had been crying.
Luo Bin, Jin Wu, Pei Yao, and the others all stood to one side, waiting for Mo Jing's instructions.
Mo Jing's expression was calm, devoid of her previous heartache; in fact, it was eerily calm.
"Pei Yao, go check the CCTV footage from last night when the incident happened. Jin Wu, go ask the hospital staff on duty and inpatients last night to see if any suspicious people appeared. Luo Bin, go and notify Xu Yan's family." Mo Jing calmly gave these instructions, while Leng Rui's expression was not much different from her usual one: "Lin Hao and Wang Meimei, you two go back to the company and start working as usual. The company can't be without a leader for a day."
"Jingjing, I'm fine. I can stay and keep you company." Shen Jingyuan, carrying a lump of flesh, walked to Mo Jing's side and said worriedly.
"No need, you should go back too. I want to be alone for a while." Mo Jing felt a splitting headache coming on.
“But…” Shen Jingyuan wanted to say something more, but Wang Meimei stopped her and shook her head.
In the end, everyone left, leaving Mo Jing alone in the ward.
The hospital cleaning staff quietly came in and cleaned the room. It took them a long time to clean up such a large pool of blood.
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