After treating the wound, Shi Miao glanced at her right hand, which was in a cast, and her arm, which was wrapped in gauze. Her brows and eyes couldn't hide her restlessness. The thought of being unable to move around for ten days or half a month made her quite annoyed.
Suddenly remembering her phone which she had lost somewhere, she looked up at the man beside her, his deep eyes both dark and clear, and said, "Can I borrow your phone for a moment?"
Ji Yanchen probably guessed what she was going to do. He raised an eyebrow slightly, took his phone out of his pocket, and handed it to her. "Your hand..."
Shi Miao reached out and took the phone, her dark eyelashes slightly lowered, her tone casual and rather roguish: "One hand is enough."
She unlocked her phone, entered a website address into the webpage, and her fair fingers quickly tapped on the screen. In no time, she had found out all the information about the truck driver, including his recent bank card transfer records.
Shi Miao looked at the results on her phone, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She hadn't expected the results to be so unexpected.
It was the same routine as last time: a cancer driver suddenly found a million dollars in his account, but this time the account holder information was not the person she expected.
Ji Yanchen took the phone from the girl, glanced at the information he had found, and his expression suddenly turned cold, then somewhat surprised, "It was her?"
He originally thought that either Qin Mingyue or someone close to her was responsible for this incident, but he didn't expect that the bank transfer information Shi Miao found had nothing to do with Qin Mingyue.
However, if we insist on explaining this person's motives, it seems to make sense.
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Meanwhile, in a wealthy villa district in the capital.
These past few days, Director Li has been busy running around asking people for favors and connections, hoping to see if he can get Li Zheyuan released sooner, or at least suffer less in prison.
He had been out all day and had just gotten home.
Director Li handed his briefcase and coat to the maid who came to greet him, loosened his tie, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
He glanced at Mrs. Li across from him, who was looking down at her phone, seemingly lost in thought and unaware that he had returned.
Director Li frowned, took the teacup handed to him by the maid, and asked, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
"Ah!" Madam Li was startled by his sudden voice, only then realizing that someone was sitting opposite her. Her gaze was somewhat evasive, and she said in a rather unnatural tone, "No, it's nothing."
Director Li, who had risen to his current position, was a shrewd individual. He immediately sensed something was wrong with her, and his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly had a bad feeling and looked at her with a serious expression, asking in a deep voice, "What happened?"
Madam Li bit her lip, meeting his gaze. Never one to keep secrets, she steeled herself and blurted out everything she had done, "I... I had someone hit Shi Miao..."
"What did you say! Are you crazy?" Director Li's eyes widened involuntarily, and he doubted that he had heard correctly. He slammed the teacup in his hand onto the coffee table with a bang, and the tea, which was shaken violently, overflowed from the rim of the cup onto the table and then dripped onto the carpet.
Madam Li shuddered in fright, her eyes instantly reddening as she choked out, "If it weren't for Shi Miao, Zhe Yuan wouldn't have been sent to prison. Zhe Yuan has never suffered like this in his life. I just can't stand it..."
Director Li's temples throbbed uncontrollably; he was nearly driven mad by this brainless woman. He couldn't help but point his finger at her nose and yell, "Didn't I tell you, this has nothing to do with Shi Miao? It was all Qin Mingyue who instigated it behind the scenes! You didn't listen to a word I said!"
Madam Li twisted her fingers, remaining silent, but her face showed some resentment, and she felt that Qin Mingyue was not that kind of person.
She had called Qin Mingyue yesterday. Qin Mingyue was very sincere and said that she had no prior knowledge of the USB drive theft and said a lot of comforting words to her.
Director Li's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He knew his wife well; she wouldn't do such a thing without being reminded. He took a deep breath and asked, "Why did you think of having someone hit Shi Miao? And where did you find that person?"
"I..." Madam Li's eyes flickered, and she bit her lip, hesitating whether to speak.
Director Li's brow twitched. He suppressed his anger and said sternly, "Tell me now, and I can still help you find a solution. If you don't tell me, then just wait for the Li family to be destroyed along with you!"
Mrs. Li was initially skeptical, but seeing her husband's ashen face and serious expression, she realized it might really be serious.
After a few seconds of silence, she said softly, "I don't know who sent me the text message. They asked if I wanted to get revenge for Zheyuan, and all I had to do was transfer one million to the account they gave me. I transferred the money, and the text message said they would find someone to run over Shi Miao and teach her a lesson."
She opened her phone and was about to show him the text messages.
"How could it not be there? Why can't I find it?" She stared at her phone screen, her eyes filled with disbelief, scrolling back and forth but still unable to find the text message.
Director Li immediately understood what was going on. His eyelids twitched violently. He was furious. It was obvious that they had been used as pawns, and the other party had even destroyed all the evidence.
He was so angry that his vision blurred, his legs went weak, and he plopped down on the sofa. He remained stunned for a long time, clutching his head and muttering to himself, "It's over, it's really over..."
This time, the Li family has no choice but to take the blame for someone else.
"Honey, things aren't that serious, are they..." Madam Li swallowed hard, a sliver of hope in her heart. "Ji Miao doesn't have the power to touch our family, does she? We've been established in the capital for so many years, are we afraid of some girl with no background? I think Young Master Ji is just playing around with her..."
Before she could finish speaking, someone suddenly burst in, and the servants couldn't stop them.
Madam Li, suppressing her fear, took a few steps back and said warily, "Who are you? Who allowed you in? Do you know whose house this is!"
Fu Jin didn't waste any words. He looked at the Li couple and tossed the black bag and a photo on the coffee table. "Master Chen asked me to deliver something."
When Director Li heard the words "Master Chen," his heart skipped a beat. He finally came to his senses, jumped up from the sofa, and picked up the photos on the coffee table first.
He looked closely and saw that the person in the photo was his son, whom he hadn't seen for several days. Li Zheyuan was lying in a pool of blood, with one arm twisted at a strange angle, clearly broken off by someone.
Not only that, Li Zheyuan's right hand was covered in blood, and he was missing a finger.
Director Li gripped the photo in his hand tightly and slowly looked at the black plastic bag on the coffee table.
Before Mrs. Li could even see the contents of the photo, she followed his gaze to the bag on the table. Her fingertips trembled as she opened the bag, revealing a bloody severed finger inside...
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