Chapter 13 (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

In a blink of an eye, five days had pa.s.sed out of the seven-day break that Jian Yiling had taken. Jian Yiling had been busy these few days.

Other than dealing with Qin Chuan every day, Jian Yiling had also used her computer, phone, and other communication devices to talk with several people.

Jian Yiling had two things to do right now: One, to heal Jian Yunnao’s hands. This would prevent him from becoming gloomy in the future. He would be an unstable factor that affected her and the entire of the Jian family.

Two, to find the surveillance that had disappeared. These two days, Jian Yiling had been investigating that area the incident had happened in. She found out that there was surveillance in the area where Jian Yunnao had the accident in. However, all the surveillance tape had disappeared without a trace.

No one in the Jian family had noticed this. They never knew that there was surveillance monitoring the corridor where the incident had happened. To them, the testimony of Jian Yunnao was enough.

The Jian Yiling from before hadn’t thought about the surveillance tape either. After she explained numerous times to her family, she no longer wanted to explain anymore.

In fact, she became rebellious. She yelled at her family and said, “Yes, it was me! I pushed him off! Now you guys can lock me up! Or why not just cut my hand off and give that to him instead?”

Today, Jian Yuncheng intended to let Jian Yiling have a day of rest. Later, he would take her to the hospital to see Jian Yunnao.

When they left the house, Jian Yiling wore a small backpack. It was squeezed to the brim and seemed like there were a lot of things in there.

Jian Yuncheng had noticed this, however, he didn’t ask about it. It was quite normal for a little girl to wear a backpack.

When Jian Yuncheng drove out of the Jian Residence, he saw Mo s.h.i.+yun waiting for a bus by the roadside.

Today was the weekend, so Mo s.h.i.+yun was meant to be on break at home.

She had a lunch box in her hand. It appeared that she had prepared the lunch box for Jian Yunnao.

The Jian Residence was in the villa area. There were rarely buses that came over here. Maximum around a few buses a day.

Jian Yuncheng stopped the car and rolled down the window.

“Come on.”