Chapter 41: She was moved but she just wanted to keep him in her heart and treasure him well...
Qiao Shiyu felt the burning pain on her face. She reached out and wiped her face. The blood on her fingertips was glaringly red.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, but her eyes turned cold, and Qiao Shiyu slapped him.
“Bang!”
Han Zhiyan was slapped to the ground, covering her face and looking at Qiao Shiyu in disbelief: "You dare to hit me?"
Qiao Shiyu looked at Han Zhiyan's swollen face, glanced at her hands, and thought that she was lucky. She never grew her nails for fear of accidentally hurting Lele.
"Ah~ I'm going to fight you." Han Zhiyan screamed and pounced on Qiao Shiyu.
“Bang!”
Qiao Shiyu slapped Han Zhiyan on the other side of her face with her backhand. Han Zhiyan fell to the ground again and knocked over the round table behind her.
The fruits in the fruit bowl on the table were scattered all over the floor.
After finishing, Qiao Shiyu clapped her hands and said casually: "Okay, now it's symmetrical."
Han Zhiyan lowered her head, her face hidden by her messy long hair, looking resentful and distorted.
"Qiao Shiyu, I'm going to kill you."
Han Zhiyan grabbed the fruit knife not far from her side, got up from the ground and rushed towards Qiao Shiyu.
"Ah!" Someone screamed and ran away.
"Be careful!" someone else exclaimed
"Ms. Han, don't be impulsive."
"Mother!"
Just when the fruit knife was about to touch Qiao Shiyu, Han Zhiyan's wrist was grabbed by a bony hand, and then the other hand quickly snatched the fruit knife and threw it away, and then with a push, Han Zhiyan was pushed directly to the ground.
"Mom." Lele rushed over like a little cannonball and hugged Qiao Shiyu's thighs.
Qiao Shiyu was still in shock. When she heard Lele's voice, she came to her senses and looked down at Lele.
"Mom, what's wrong with your face?" Lele looked up, and when he saw Qiao Shiyu's face, his eyes suddenly turned red, and tears as big as beans fell from his eyes one by one.
I didn't say anything, just cried silently.
Ling Mo, who was standing by, felt so distressed that he almost had a convulsion.
This little girl didn't cry when she was kidnapped the day before yesterday.
Qiao Shiyu felt so distressed when she saw this that she quickly reached out to wipe her face. There was a large stain of blood on her white sleeve, which was particularly shocking.
Qiao Shiyu was also shocked. In fact, her face was still burning, but she didn't feel any pain.
"Lele, don't cry. Mommy is fine. She just got hurt accidentally."
Qiao Shiyu squatted down and gently wiped the tears from Lele's face with her other clean sleeve, and coaxed her softly: "Lele, please stop crying, mom will feel bad. Mom is really fine."
Lele nodded, reached out and wiped her face, and whispered, "Lele, don't cry."
"The wound on your face was also caused by this woman?" Ling Mo looked at the woman on the ground coldly with an unfriendly tone.
He still had some impression of this woman, the illegitimate daughter of his ex-brother-in-law and his mistress.
Qiao Shiyu looked up at Ling Mo, then glanced at Han Zhiyan, and said, "Hmm," "She went crazy when she saw me, and I wasn't paying attention for a moment, so I got scratched by her nails."
Ling Mo nodded slightly, took out a white glove from his pocket and put it on his hand, walked forward, grabbed Han Zhiyan's neck and lifted her up.
"At the last banquet, your mistress's mother provoked my sister in public, and now you are touching my people again. Do you, the Han family, think that my Ling family is easy to bully?" Ling Mo's voice was cold and his hands tightened slightly.
Han Zhiyan looked at Ling Mo with horror and pleading, and kept beating Ling Mo's hands: "Let go, let go, of me."
Ling Mo raised his head slightly with a cold look in his eyes. When Han Zhiyan's face turned red and her eyes were unfocused, Ling Mo threw her to the ground.
Pulling off his gloves and throwing them on the ground in disgust, Ling Mo took out his phone and said, "She just tried to hurt someone with a knife. I'm calling the police. Is that okay with you?"
Qiao Shiyu shook her head: "Go ahead and report it! I was planning to call the police too."
Han Zhiyan was still coughing and holding her neck. She rushed over and said, "Don't call the police."
Ling Mo kicked the man away and dialed the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Ling Mo looked at Qiao Shiyu and said, "We won't be shooting for this magazine anymore. I'll take care of He Zhiyuan. I'll take you to the hospital to treat the wound on your face first."
Qiao Shiyu responded with a "OK".
Before leaving, Ling Mo took off the mask on his face and said to everyone present: "I hope you will stay here for a while and help keep an eye on this woman until the police come. Tell us the truth. My assistant will be here to handle this matter later. My assistant will teach you how to speak out in the subsequent public relations. Please cooperate."
Qiao Shiyu tilted her head to look at Ling Mo's cold face, slightly dazed.
Why did she fall in love with Ling Mo?
Qiao Shiyu’s thoughts went back to the first time she and Ling Mo met.
She was 22 years old at that time and took on her first movie.
At that dinner, Ling Mo appeared as an investor.
At that time, he was handsome, young and promising, and people were eager to show their affection to him.
Qiao Shiyu just wanted to act well, but she didn't expect that she would be targeted by others.
After drinking a glass of wine handed to her by the producer, she felt hot, sore and weak all over.
"Ms. Qiao, are you drunk? Let me take you back to your room to rest!" The producer came over, stood beside Qiao Shiyu and said with a smile.
Qiao Shiyu lay on the table, conscious, but her words of refusal were so low that they were almost inaudible: "No, no need."
The producer smiled and carried the man out.
Many people saw this scene and although they knew what was going on, they all tacitly kept silent.
What's worse, some people envy her good luck in their hearts.
Just when Qiao Shiyu was filled with despair, a clear male voice sounded behind her.
"Producer Gao, please stay."
Producer Gao turned around and smiled, "Boss Ling, what's the matter?"
"Producer Gao, some things are better done consensually. Don't you think so?" the male voice said.
"Yes, yes." Producer Gao quickly agreed.
"In that case," the sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor was getting closer and closer, and it was particularly clear in the quiet banquet room at this time, "Give this Miss Qiao in your arms to me!"
Then, she was picked up.
From bottom to top, she saw clearly the face of the man holding her.
It’s Ling Mo.
A pleasant smell of ebony emanated from the man.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital." The man who was holding him and walking out said this without looking at her. She saw a cold expression on his profile, but his voice was naturally gentle.
The "hero saves the beauty" plot is very common and cliché.
But girls are so easily moved.
She knew that he came from a wealthy family, was a child of destiny, and would marry and have children with a well-matched socialite in the future. He was not someone she could ever dream of.
But she just wanted to keep him in her heart and treasure him.
Qiao Shiyu came back to her senses from her memories, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
***
Han Chengyu and Su Ranran had been out playing for the whole morning when they returned home and saw Han Jisheng sitting on the sofa smoking with a gloomy face.
Meng Shuyue was walking around in the living room, looking anxious. Han Chengyu's smile faded slightly and he asked, "Dad, Aunt Meng, is there something wrong?"
Meng Shuyue saw Han Chengyu's eyes light up, walked up to him, grabbed Han Chengyu's hand, and pleaded, "Chengyu, you have to save your sister!"
"Zhi Yan? What happened to her?" Han Chengyu's voice became a little anxious when he heard this.
After he returned to the Han family, his sister was very close to him. She would bring him a glass of milk in the study every night and would always bring him gifts when she went out to play.
Therefore, the two siblings have a good relationship.
Meng Shuyue wiped away her tears and began to narrate: "Zhiyan went out to shoot a magazine today. Who knew that there was a female star named Qiao Shiyu shooting with her. She relied on her status as a movie queen to look down on our Zhiyan. Not only did she humiliate her with words, she also beat her."
"Zhi Yan has been spoiled by us since she was a child. She has never suffered such an injustice! She hit back and her nails accidentally scratched the other person's face. Who knew that Qiao Shiyu would directly call the police and have Zhi Yan taken to the police station. She also turned black into white and said that it was our Zhi Yan who provoked her first. She also charged Zhi Yan with attempted murder. This is going to kill Zhi Yan!" Meng Shuyue sat on the ground, crying and slapping her thigh.
"Your father and I have already been to the police station. They said that your sister will be sentenced to at least three years in prison. Your sister is still so young, how can she go to jail? This will ruin her life!"
Han Chengyu frowned and asked, "If the other party was the one who started the fight, then Zhiyan was acting in self-defense. There were so many people at the filming site, as long as they testified for Zhiyan, the police can't frame a good person, right?"
Meng Shuyue reached out and grabbed Han Chengyu's leg. "It's the Ling family. There's someone behind Qiao Shiyu, and it's the Ling family. The Ling family said that whoever dares to testify for Zhiyan is against the Ling family. No one at the filming site dared to speak for your sister. Chengyu! You only have this one sister, you must save her! Your sister has always been close to and respectful of you as her eldest brother. Please save her, please. Just think of it as Aunt Meng begging you."
Han Chengyu squatted down and pulled Meng Shuyue's hand away from his trouser leg before saying, "Aunt Meng, calm down first. Zhiyan is my sister, I will definitely not ignore her. Tell me, what can I do to help her."
"The police said that we must obtain the victim's forgiveness. We have called Qiao Shiyu, but after she knew who we were, she hung up the phone. She refused to answer the phone when we called her again."
"Chengyu, the financial backer behind Qiao Shiyu is Ling Mo from the Ling family. He is your uncle. Can you please go and communicate with the Ling family and ask them to let my Zhiyan go?" Meng Shuyue looked up at Han Chengyu with a pleading look.
When he heard the name Ling family, Han Chengyu's expression changed slightly. He could still vividly remember the attitude of the Ling family towards him the last time he went to the Ling family manor.
"Yes! Chengyu." Han Jisheng, who had been silent, also spoke up. "Your sister is only 20 years old. If she really goes to jail, her life will be ruined. The Ling family is your maternal family after all. Maybe they can let your sister go for your sake."
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