Xiao Hong wore sunglasses, and her white suit made her beautiful figure look even more curvaceous, and her short hair looked neat and capable.
She took off her sunglasses and smiled faintly at the reporters surrounding her.
"I have arranged a press conference at a nearby hotel. Please refrain from gathering outside the hospital to avoid causing unnecessary trouble and disrupting public order."
"If you have any questions, feel free to ask them at the meeting."
These two sentences left all the reporters who swarmed the scene speechless.
"Go and communicate with the fans. Don't gather around the hospital. This will only bring bad luck to Mu Qing." Xiao Hong turned and instructed the assistant.
…
In a separate ward of the hospital, a child wearing a white and blue sweater, black pants and white leather shoes was sitting on the sofa.
In the corner of the sofa, there is a blue and black schoolbag.
He clenched his little hands tightly, his face full of anxiety.
As soon as he saw the person on the bed move, he immediately stood up and ran towards the bed.
Mu Qing felt a small hand touching her forehead, which caused a sudden stinging pain and she immediately frowned.
The boy immediately withdrew his hand, looking as if he had done something wrong.
Mu Qing suddenly reached out and grabbed the little hand that was trying to escape. What a soft little hand! It felt so good to touch. She couldn't help but rub it.
There was surprise, anticipation and a hint of reluctance in the boy's beautiful big eyes.
As far as he could remember, he had never been so close to his mother.
Mu Qing slowly opened her eyes and looked around, and found that she was lying on a hospital bed with many instruments beside her.
Sure enough, he was in the hospital.
But she had no idea how she was injured.
Wasn't she sleeping in bed? Could she have fallen off the upper bunk and hit her head?
Suddenly, the little hand pulled her twice, and Mu Qing immediately looked at the child standing beside the bed.
Oh my god! Whose child is this?
It was so delicate and beautiful! Even she, a single mother, felt a surge of maternal love at the sight of it.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" Mu Qing asked in the gentlest voice of his life.
The boy's eyes turned red, he lowered his head and said nothing. He was obviously feeling very aggrieved but he tried hard to hold back his tears.
Mu Qing felt distressed. She really didn't know this cute little kid.
Was she not being friendly enough? Why did she make the child cry?!
"I'm Mu Yihan. Does your wound still hurt?" The little boy asked timidly with tears in his eyes.
Mu Yihan?
Mu Qing wondered why this name was so familiar!
Isn't this the name of the villain in that silly Mary Sue novel she was reading?!
No, it's just a coincidence, right?
Suddenly, the door opened and Mu Yihan immediately shrank towards the head of the bed.
Xiao Hong stood at the door, first glanced at the small schoolbag on the sofa, then looked at the small figure huddled behind Mu Qing.
She just received a call saying that Mu Yihan did not go to school. She has sent someone to look for him, and the child is actually here.
At the same time, Mu Qing was also looking at Xiao Hong who was standing at the door.
This aura is almost on par with that of the head teacher!
Who is this person? She has never seen him before!
"Mu Qing, I've already suppressed the news. If you want to blame someone, just blame your bad luck. Something went wrong right after filming began. To ensure the filming progress is not affected, the director has made a temporary decision to replace the second female lead. Cheng Haiwei will take over."
Xiao Hong walked to the sofa, sat down and took out a cigarette.
She thought Mu Qing would burst into tears when she heard the news.
But the woman on the bed didn't react at all, instead she looked confused.
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