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Yes.
Ye Jue's appearance in the Chi family was no coincidence. When Chi Mu Jiu returned to the Chi family, she had sent him a message. He was worried and called Ye Jue.
Thus, Du Chengyan knew about the situation at the Chi family. The real-time video sent by the Chi family was like a window, clearly displaying everything happening there before his eyes. His gaze was fixed on the screen, each frame tugging at his heartstrings.
Especially when the camera focused on her hand, the sight of that shocking wound entering his view made Du Chengyan feel as if his heart were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, aching to the point of explosion. He had only been away from her for a moment, and she had already been hurt.
"Why aren't you speaking?"
On the other end of the line, Du Chengyan's deep voice slowly reached her ears, like the rich sound of a cello, carrying a hint of barely perceptible tremor. Chi Mu Jiu keenly sensed that his breathing was unsteady, as if he were deliberately suppressing some intense emotion.
She froze for a moment, a complex wave of feelings surging within her. Chi Mu Jiu sniffed and struggled to control her own emotions.
"Du Chengyan..."
She softly called his name, her voice tinged with a slight choke. Each syllable contained endless longing and grievance.
"Does it hurt?"
Hearing his concerned yet restrained inquiry, Chi Mu Jiu's body stiffened, and tears began to fall uncontrollably.
"How did you know?"
Her voice grew increasingly choked, and the pain from her wound seemed to intensify at that moment. That wound was not just a physical injury; it was also an emotional trigger. It made Chi Mu Jiu acutely aware of her vulnerability and deepened her yearning for Du Chengyan's presence.
"I could tell when you said you missed me. Don't cry; this time I don't have my shirt to wipe your tears."
"As for everything else, we can talk when we meet. I can't take care of your emotions or hold you over the phone; hearing you cry shatters my heart."
Du Hengyan suppressed his emotions, not allowing her to sense his discomfort. Fortunately, she wouldn’t see how troubled he truly was for the time being.
Alright, I won’t cry.
She obediently wiped the corners of her eyes, forcing back her tears.
Take care of yourself, and call me if anything happens.
Okay, let’s leave it at that. I’ll message you when I get home.
Although Chi Mu Jiu's voice was still a bit hoarse, it conveyed a sense of determination.
The call continued for another ten seconds, with both of them quietly listening to each other's breathing, as if that alone could help them feel each other’s presence.
Finally, Chi Mu Jiu pressed the hang-up button. She got into the car and told the driver to head to the hospital. The vehicle slowly started moving in the direction of the hospital.
After hearing the busy tone on his phone, Du Hengyan gradually turned off the screen. He didn’t mention anything about his injury to himself. He also tacitly refrained from revealing that he already knew everything about what had happened with the Chi family.
He understood her and knew she would go to the hospital to bandage her wound, which eased his mind a little.
In the hospital room, Ye Qi looked pale. Seeing his boss's troubled expression filled him with guilt.
Boss, I’m sorry. If it weren’t for my incompetence, Miss wouldn’t have been hurt.
Ye Qi's voice was weak but full of self-reproach.
Du Hengyan frowned slightly as he looked at Ye Qi on the hospital bed; this guy really was a hard worker.
Stop saying those unnecessary things. If it weren’t for you this time, things would have likely been more complicated. You should worry about yourself instead.
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