Ning Nanxue ignored Fu Chen's questioning. Her gaze slowly moved upwards and landed on an inconspicuous hemisphere under the eaves not far away.
She raised her hand, her slender fingers pointing in that direction, her tone still calm.
"Brother-in-law, Miss Xu, and everyone else, instead of arguing here and believing one side of the story, why not do something practical? There," she paused, making sure everyone's attention was focused, "there should be a surveillance camera, right?"
Her voice was not loud, but it was like a thunder, exploding in the noisy crowd.
"Why don't we ask the hotel to pull up the surveillance footage and see what exactly happened? Who pushed who, or did someone just accidentally fall? The surveillance footage won't lie, right? Then, the truth will be clear. Otherwise, whatever anyone says now is bound to be subjective, isn't it?"
After Ning Nanxue finished speaking, the discussions around her died down.
Everyone's eyes subconsciously followed the direction of her finger, and then turned back to Xu Zhiru and Fu Chen.
Fu Chen's expression changed. He didn't expect Ning Nanxue to ask to watch the surveillance video.
Xu Zhiru, who was still sobbing, had a sad expression on her face that froze for a moment. Although she quickly lowered her head, covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders trembled slightly, the panic that flashed in her eyes was still caught by Jiang Tingchen, who had been paying attention to her.
Su's mother and Su Yao looked at each other, both a little unsure.
She looked at Jiang Tingchen, who was standing calmly beside Ning Nanxue, his eyes fixed on her.
She had hoped that Xu Zhiru could ruin Ning Nanxue's reputation and let Jiang Tingchen see Ning Nanxue's "true face", but now she was afraid that this would not succeed.
Xu Zhiru's heart was beating wildly. How could she have forgotten about the surveillance? If the surveillance had been activated, her plan of deliberately falling and dragging Ning Nanxue into the water would have been completely ruined.
Fu Chen would no longer believe her, and that little bit of sympathy would vanish into thin air. No, absolutely not!
"Ah Chen..." In an instant, Xu Zhiru reacted, her voice weak, and looked up at Fu Chen. She stretched out her hand and tremblingly grabbed Fu Chen's sleeve, "I... My head hurts, and my chest feels stuffy..."
She was panting heavily and her body was shaking.
Fu Chen felt heartbroken when he saw her like this.
Xu Zhiru's depression was a thorn in his heart, and he always felt that he owed her.
Now seeing her sobbing and having difficulty breathing, she no longer cares about the surveillance. Worry overwhelms everything.
"Zhiru, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" He supported Xu Zhiru's limp body and asked anxiously.
"I don't know, I just can't breathe..." Xu Zhiru took a deep breath, but it was as if she had choked on water. She leaned into Fu Chen's arms, her hands weakly wrapped around his neck, and her voice was so low that it was inaudible: "Ah Chen, I feel uncomfortable if you take me away..."
Ning Nanxue watched Xu Zhiru's performance with a cold eye, the sneer on her lips well hidden. Xu Zhiru was really good at this trick of pretending to be weak and gaining sympathy.
Fu Chen was completely flustered by Xu Zhiru's sick appearance. He picked her up horizontally and glared at Ning Nanxue with a sharp gaze: "Nanxue, I'll remember what happened today! If anything happens to Zhiru, I'll never let you go!"
In his opinion, Ning Nanxue proposed surveillance in order to force Xu Zhiru to death, which would aggravate Xu Zhiru's illness.
After saying this, Fu Chen hugged Xu Zhiru and left the banquet hall quickly without looking back.
Su's mother and Su Yao also hurried to follow. Before leaving, Su Yao glared at Ning Nanxue fiercely, and her eyes seemed to be filled with poison.
In the parking lot, Fu Chen put Xu Zhiru in the back seat of the car, got in himself, and told the driver: "Go to the nearest hospital... No, go home! Call the family doctor!" He was in a mess now and just wanted Xu Zhiru to get better soon.
The car was driving very steadily. Fu Chen felt bad looking at Xu Zhiru, who had her eyes closed and brows frowned in his arms.
On the one hand, he was angry at Ning Nanxue's "unforgiving" behavior today; on the other hand, seeing Xu Zhiru in pain, he felt that he owed her something.
"Zhiru," he called her in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse, "Just bear with it a little longer, we'll be home soon, and the doctor will be here soon."
Xu Zhiru still had her eyes closed, tears hanging on her long eyelashes, and her breathing was still a little rapid, but she was not struggling as much as before.
She was silent, as if she had fainted.
Fu Chen became even more annoyed when he saw that she didn't respond. He reached out and touched her forehead. It wasn't hot, but her face was pale.
The car quickly arrived at the Fu family villa. Fu Chen got out of the car holding Xu Zhiru and walked quickly into the living room.
Xu Zhao was reading documents in the living room. When he heard the noise, he looked up and saw Fu Chen rushing in, holding the pale-faced Xu Zhiru. He stood up and said, "Brother-in-law, what happened? What happened to my sister?"
"Don't mention it!" Fu Chen was furious, and his tone was not good. "It's all Ning Nanxue's fault! She made Zhiru so angry! Zhiru's depression has relapsed. I'm going upstairs to find medicine. You watch her first!"
After saying that, Fu Chen put Xu Zhiru on the sofa, turned around and ran upstairs. He remembered that Xu Zhiru's medicine was on the bedside table in the bedroom.
Only Xu Zhao and the "unconscious" Xu Zhiru were left in the living room.
Xu Zhao walked to the sofa, looked at Xu Zhiru who had her eyes closed, and curled the corners of his mouth.
He didn't rush to call her. He poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and then said slowly: "Sister, stop pretending, he went upstairs."
The person on the sofa fluttered his eyelashes and opened his eyes.
Xu Zhiru let out a long sigh and sat up from the sofa. There was no trace of pain and weakness on her face, but she was still a little frightened.
"Azhao, I was scared to death." She patted her chest.
"What's going on? What's going on?" Xu Zhao sat down on the sofa opposite, crossed his legs, and looked at her. "Fu Chen looks like the sky has fallen. Your 'depression' is really a coincidence."
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