Chapter 387 - She Can’t Be Dead, Right? (1/2)
Even Su Peizhen was stunned into shock by the suddenness of this accident. Ironically, the ladies could not come up with a response at all at this critical moment.
They could only stare at Xiang Caiping blankly — they had not even thought to stretch out an arm and reel her in. As they watched in horror, Xiang Caiping was hit by the car with a huge force and flung into the air.
Everything was as if played in slow-motion. Su Peizhen watched as the woman’s body arced through the air and crashed downwards.
The moment just before she was hit, Xiang Caiping was still thinking about the jade pendant she got for her daughter. The bag was clutched tightly in her arms. Then it was sent flying outwards. Xiang Caiping hit the light pole by the side of the road and crashed to the ground.
Following a screech of brakes, Xiang Caiping’s body rolled across the ground and came to a stop.
The driver of the car got out in panic. Su Peizhen and her entourage came forward as if they had finally awoken from a trance.
As Su Peizhen watched Xiang Caiping sprawled out in a pool of blood, a single thought came to mind. She can’t be dead, right?
…
By the time Huo Jinyao received the news and rushed to the hospital, Xiang Caiping was already in the operation theatre.
Besides Madam Luo and Madam Song, Su Peizhen was also seated in the corridor. Huo Jinyao’s eyes narrowed the moment he set sight on her.
The aura he exuded was incredibly intimidating — Su Peizhen couldn’t help but shrink backward. Su Chenghui had also rushed there the moment he got the news.
He was in a meeting — he came over instantly as soon as he heard the news. He noticed the guilt-ridden Madam Luo and Madam Song, yet he didn’t have the mood to greet them.
He only had eyes for Su Peizhen. “Peizhen, what happened?”
It wasn’t just he who wanted answers — Huo Jinyao, too, wanted to know. He stepped forward and stood in front of Su Peizhen, his ice-cold gaze sweeping across her face without the slightest hint of warmth.
“I-I-I don’t know.” Su Peizhen might be spoiled and entitled, but she had never hurt anybody in her life until now.
Now, Xiang Caiping was hit by a car, and her life was hanging on a line. She started to feel frightened.
“Dad, I really don’t know. I—”
“Enough.” Su Chenghui had an ugly look on his face. It was very rare for him to be this stern towards Su Peizhen. “Be clear about it — what happened?”
If she didn’t know anything about it, why did she accompany Xiang Caiping to the hospital?
“I-I—” Su Peizhen might be Su Chenghui’s own daughter, but she had already been scared out of her wits. Seeing that, Madam Luo and Madam Song didn’t even dare to utter a single word.
Huo Jinyao took a step forward and stood beside Su Chenghui. He studied Su Peizhen’s face with an extremely sharp gaze.
“Miss Su, I suggest that you go over everything clearly. After all, the area where the accident happened is covered by surveillance cameras. I can see everything once I check the record
.”
“I—” Su Peizhen grew even more terrified. She gulped, then recapped everything from the start in an extremely quiet voice while looking at Huo Jinyao’s and her father’s solemn faces.
Of course, she glossed over certain parts as much as she could.
However, Huo Jinyao was an intelligent man. With only bits and pieces of information, he could tell what exactly happened. Su Chenghui figured it out as well.
After listening to the events of the day, it was obvious that Su Peizhen had tried to provoke Xiang Caiping. Madam Luo and Madam Song were just her accomplices.
The moment he finished listening to how Xiang Caiping was hit by the car, Su Chenghui couldn’t hold it in any longer. He lifted his hand and slapped Su Peizhen’s face.
Su Peizhen was sent into a daze from the painfully loud and heavy slap. Her cheek swelled quickly. She held on to her face and didn’t respond for a long time.
“Dad, I…”
“You deserved this.” Su Chenghui was seething. The only thing he could feel was the immense headache that was drilling deep into his brain.
“…” Su Peizhen didn’t dare to utter a single word as tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Half of them were from the pain, and half from the resentment she was feeling.