Yi instinctively reached out to grab it, accidentally cutting Mu Wenya's hand in the process. Worried that the scissors might accidentally injure her, she simply slapped Mu Wenya unconscious, then snatched the scissors from her.
The door was kicked open at that moment.
Exhausted, Yi Yi didn't even bother to see who it was before collapsing onto the ground.
The footsteps sounded slightly hurried, and a group of people followed behind.
They arrived just in time.
"Young Miss, what's wrong with Young Miss?"
Liang Xiaoru exclaimed in exaggerated surprise, rushed over to help Mu Wenya up, and questioned her questioningly.
"Yi Yi, what happened? When I handed over my work to you, Miss was perfectly fine. How did she end up on the ground? Oh my god... there's blood, more blood! Young Master, look, Miss's hand is injured. Yi Yi, you... how come you have a pair of scissors in your hand? Didn't Aunt Li tell you that such dangerous things shouldn't be in Miss's room...?"
These words, though seemingly questions, actually place all the blame on Yi Yi.
Yi Yi wasn't unable to understand the meaning behind her words, but she was too tired to even know where to begin with an explanation.
"Take the young lady to the hospital!"
Mu Nanxun's cold voice rang out in the room, his stern gaze fixed on Yi Yi's neck and the bloodstained scissors in her hand.
Xiao Fang picked Mu Wenya up from the ground and ran out the door without saying a word.
Yi Yi, who had been slumped on the ground taking a nap, felt a chill run down her spine under Mu Nanxun's gaze. Could it be that he thought...?
"Let me explain. I didn't hurt the young lady. Oh no, I did hurt her, but it wasn't intentional. She suddenly didn't recognize me and tried to kill me. I looked for a photo, but I couldn't find one. Then the young lady took a pair of scissors from the dressing table and tried to stab herself. I was afraid she... afraid she would hurt herself, so I knocked her unconscious with a palm strike and took the scissors back from her."
Is that explanation clear enough?
After finishing her speech in one breath, Yi Yi realized that her whole body was still trembling slightly. To be honest, even the injured lion she used to care for hadn't been this fierce when it went berserk.
She almost died, almost never found that human again, almost never returned to the jungle, and almost never saw Chen Dudu and Yu'er again.
"Are you telling the truth?" Mu Nanxun asked coldly. Looking around the room, it was a mess, with bottles and jars scattered everywhere. Moreover, Yi Yi had an injury on her neck, her hair was disheveled, and her face was deathly pale. The situation seemed largely as she had described.
Upon hearing this, Xia Bingqing gave Liang Xiaoru a wink, and the latter understood immediately, speaking before Yi Yi could say, "So according to you, the young lady's injury is all her own fault, and you have no responsibility at all? It's a fact that you injured the young lady with scissors and knocked her unconscious."
"If I hadn't knocked her unconscious, it wouldn't have been just a simple cut on her finger."
“Young Master, Miss Xia, listen to what she’s saying. You’re here to take care of Miss Xia, not to let her get hurt! Don’t you know what prevention is? You said you couldn’t find the photos, but didn’t I tell you during the handover that the photos were in the bedside table?”
As she spoke, Liang Xiaoru walked to the bedside table and took out the photos.
"Look, isn't it perfectly fine right here?"
"You're lying! You clearly told me the photos were in the vanity cabinet!" Yi Yi jumped up from the floor and retorted defiantly.
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