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Gong Jie tensed at the mention of Yun Shishi. His breath caught in his throat as he crossed the room to the actor and gripped him firmly by the shoulders.
âWhat happened to her!?â
Gong Jieâs grip was strong, and it hurt, but Hua Jin knew that it was because the man cared too much and was too worried. So, despite the pain, he calmed down and reassured the other man. âGong Jie, calm down⦠I donât know what happened⦠Anyway, letâs go to the hospital first! From Little Yichenâs tone, I donât think sheâs in any dangerâ¦â
Gong Jie relaxed a little when he heard that Yun Shishi was not in danger. However, his fingertips still trembled slightly.
The actor turned around and instructed Natalia to pack up the kite. Natalia was surprised to hear that it was time to pack up. She whined that she wanted to play a little longer. It wasnât until the actor said with a solemn expression that he had some business to attend to, that Natalia realized something urgent must have happened.
She probed cautiously, âWell, can we still go and play with Youyou tonight?â
âIâm afraid not today. Iâm sorry, Natalia. Another day, okay?â Hua Jin seemed sincere, and despite the disappointment on her face, Natalia was considerate enough to say it was alright.
She could tell that something significant had happened. Natalia was not a willful child.
They quickly stowed away the kite, got into the car, and sped away almost as fast as they could. First, they drove Natalia home, then Gong and Hua Jin hurried to the hospital, following the location marked by Little Yichen.
Twenty minutes later, the two of them finally arrived at the hospital. Walking up to the ward entrance, they saw Little Yichen and his father sitting outside. Gong Jie hurried over to him, his heart plummeting as he glanced from the boy to his father, who looked grim.
âWhatâs going on? What on earth happened!?â
They looked up at the sound of hurried footsteps and saw Hua Jin and Gong Jie hurrying towards them. Mu Yazhe stood up and was about to say something when he looked back worriedly through the window.
Through the clear glass of the window, they could see that several doctors were gathered around Yun Shishi in the ward, talking quietly to each other. He could not hear what was being said through the door, but the nurse was cleaning her wounds. Gong Jie saw that some bloodstained alcohol-soaked cotton was piled on a tray, and he turned ashen.
âWhat happenedâ¦â
Little Yichen, on the other hand, looked grave and kept silent. His head was bowed and he looked exhausted. Not expecting any information from the boy, Gong Jie turned his attention to Mu Yazhe.
The man answered slowly. âStabbed in the abdomen. The doctor said it wasnât serious. Heâs transfusing blood.â
âStabbed?â Gong Jieâs face was contorted in anger at that. âWho stabbed her?!â
Hua Jin was equally incredulous to hear that Yun Shishi had been stabbed. Why had she been stabbed for no reason? Yun Shishi was usually accompanied by bodyguards when she went out. How could she get hurt?!
A second ago, heâd been furious with Mu Yazhe for not having protected her adequately, but what the man said next sent both of them reeling again.
Mu Yazhe said, âGong Fan stabbed her. No one expected that.â
ââ¦â Gong Jie and Hua Jin looked at each other, clearly unable to process those words.