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It was nearly eleven o'clock at night when Shu Ran finished dining with her friends.
Rarely having the chance to unwind, they could indulge in fun until the late hours. Lu Qisheng and Li Xin were still full of energy and suggested going to catch a midnight movie before heading home. Shu Ran hesitated for a moment but was soon persuaded by Lu Qisheng's enthusiastic words. She thought about how Qin Xian hadn't called her, which likely meant he was still busy. Going home alone would be boring, so she decided to join them for the movie and let loose for once.
After all, it might only happen this once.
The three of them excitedly planned to drive to the cinema, with Li Xin even considering booking tickets. However, out of nowhere, a White BMW appeared.
The car parked haphazardly right in front of the hot pot restaurant, blocking the entrance behind Shu Ran's vehicle.
The three stood side by side, and just as Li Xin began to complain, "What the hell, who is this? Can't they park properly?" the owner of the White BMW suddenly opened the door with a loud "bang" and stepped out with an imposing presence, her eight-centimeter red high heels catching everyone's attention.
The owner was a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties, impeccably made up with bright red lips and striking almond-shaped eyes that scanned over them with authority. She wore a fur coat that exuded an air of wealth and sophistication as she walked leisurely towards them from beside her car.
Snowflakes fell gently from the sky, and the dim lights created a hazy atmosphere. Shu Ran blinked and began to filter through her memory of where she had seen this elegantly made-up middle-aged woman before; there was a vague sense of familiarity.
She was only about ten meters away when she slowly approached them, her gaze shifting lightly until it landed on Shu Ran. With a hint of uncertainty, she called out, "Shu Ran?"
At the sound of her name, Shu Ran's mind suddenly clicked—this was Qin Xinyi's mother, Zhou Yiren.
Shu Ran belatedly greeted her politely, "Auntie."
"Mm," Zhou Yiren nodded. It was almost hard for her to recognize Shu Ran as Qin Xian's wife.
The last time they met, Shu Ran had been stunningly beautiful in full makeup, standing beside Qin Xian; they looked like a perfect match.
At that time, she had been sitting in the audience with her close friend Mrs. Li, who was also a prosecutor's wife. Mrs. Li had remarked that Qin Xian truly had an eye for beauty; he had chosen an exceptional woman. With such looks, poise, and charm, how many young ladies in S City could compare?
In my opinion, even if she came from a less privileged background, it wouldn't matter since the Qin family didn't need to rely on marriage alliances to solidify their status.
Mrs. Li smiled and asked: "What if she were to become your daughter-in-law? What do you think?"
Zhou Yiren smiled so much that her eyes curved, happily saying, "That's great! That girl seems quite clever and understanding; she must get along well with our Xin Yi. When we have free time, one can play the piano while the other writes. It would surely be poetic and harmonious just thinking about it."
Mrs. Li was amused by her but did not respond.
Zhou Yiren continued, "I really can't stand girls who are loud and boisterous. Like that little girl from the Chen family—so lively and cheerful, always active and chasing trends, never stopping to play around."
Girls like that make me uneasy. If one day our Xin Yi were to date a girl like that, I would definitely advise him to break up. I absolutely would not allow such a girl into my home.
She said this at the time, but little did she expect that Qin Xinyi would actually date a girl like that.
It was about a week ago when she went to the hospital for a check-up and ran into an old friend. After chatting for a bit, the friend suddenly asked her, "By the way, how is your son recovering?"
Zhou Yiren was initially taken aback and didn't understand, asking back, "Recovering from what?"
The old friend was also confused and suspiciously asked, "You don't know?"
"Know what?"
Only then did the old friend realize that Qin Xinyi had probably kept it from her mother. No wonder Zhou Yiren hadn't visited during those days he was recuperating.
Thinking about it, the old friend felt she shouldn't get involved. She understood Zhou Yiren's character; if she found out her son had been injured because of a girl and hadn’t told her, there would be chaos—she could turn the entire hospital upside down.
So she quickly made up an excuse, saying it was nothing and that she must have remembered incorrectly. After exchanging a few casual pleasantries, she left.
Zhou Yiren was very perceptive and had a strong sixth sense; she didn't believe that nothing was going on.
After her friend left, she went straight to the third floor to find the director and pressured him into pulling up Qin Xinyi's medical records.
The Qin family held significant power, and everyone knew they were not easy to deal with; Zhou Yiren was no exception. The director couldn't afford to offend her and had no choice but to hand over the medical records obediently.
Before Zhou Yiren looked at the medical record, she was still leisurely and patiently discussing matters with the director, speaking in a pleasant tone.
However, after reading the medical record, she felt an impulse to throw the director out of the window. The director was scolded mercilessly, with accusations of hiding things from her. If she hadn't come today, would she have never known?
The director repeatedly apologized, explaining that it wasn't that they didn't want to tell her, but that Young Master Qin Xinyi and Qin Shao had specifically instructed them not to let her know about this matter.
What could they do? They were also quite desperate.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, facing a fierce tiger in front and a mighty lion behind, they couldn't offend either side.
Zhou Yiren could no longer listen. She silently held a grudge against the hospital and angrily left while gripping the medical record. The director was left alone, wiping cold sweat and feeling helpless.
After leaving the hospital, Zhou Yiren's first action was to call Mrs. Li to ask for help investigating why Qin Xinyi was injured and why Qin Xian was helping to conceal it. What secret could they possibly be hiding?
After making the call, Zhou Yiren sat by the flower bed with the medical record in hand, her mind filled with images of broken ribs and multiple bruises and injuries from the report. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her chest.
He had been well protected since childhood; aside from some health issues, he had never suffered any harm. What on earth had happened this time to cause such severe injuries?
Zhou Yiren couldn't imagine how painful it must have been when his ribs were broken, how vulnerable he must have felt, and whether he turned pale from the pain.
She couldn't bear to think about it.
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