After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage-Chapter 190 - Biochemical Mother and Child Must be
Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Biochemical? Mother and Child Must be Safe
Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Biochemical? Mother and Child Must be Safe
The position of the blood and the hem of the dress was extremely delicate…
Mo Baiyou suddenly seemed to realize something, and without a word, he scooped up Ning Yichu and rushed into the gynecology and obstetrics department on the second floor of the hospital.
Ning Yichu clutched her lower abdomen, feeling a long-missed sensation of distension and pain attack her, suddenly realizing she might indeed have made a huge blunder.
However, no one expected that as they reached the second floor, they would collide head-on with a tall and upright figure.
Li Lingyang stood there, stunned, looking at the entangled man and woman as if he had not expected to encounter them here.
Then his gaze slowly dropped and he noticed the blood on Ning Yichu’s hem.
Could it be…
“President Li, please excuse us.”
This was the gynecology and obstetrics department—why Li Lingyang was here went without saying!
But Mo Baiyou didn’t intend to entangle with him any further, skirted around him, and went straight to a consultation room on the second floor, urgently speaking to the doctor, “Doctor, she’s pregnant, but she’s bleeding now, please make sure both mother and child are safe…”
The doctor glanced at the location of the bleeding, quickly wrote up an order, and pushed Ning Yichu into the operating room.
In the corridor, Mo Baiyou leaned anxiously against the wall, waiting fretfully.
Li Lingyang, as if possessed, stood at the end of the corridor for a while; last night’s touch was so real, yet it was just a dream.
Even though the child wasn’t his, he wanted to show concern for Ning Yichu, but upon seeing Mo Baiyou’s deeply affectionate gaze, he staggered embarrassingly and left the hospital.
Their relationship was profound, why should he interfere?
He drove to Shengshi Entertainment and discovered that Mu Bailang was not in the office.
Then he turned and headed to the Mu Family’s place.
The doorbell rang incessantly but still, no one opened the door.
Even his mobile phone was unreachable.
Damn it, what the hell was this guy doing last night?
Why did he hand him over to Shen Jiangqing?!
He would rather have spent a night lying in a club by himself than end up like this.
Li Lingyang, filled with suppressed rage and with no outlet for it, simply went to the police station and had Shen Jun taken out.
Shen Jun was led to a black car.
The car drove along and finally stopped at a desolate and remote abandoned house.
“Who are you people? Where are you taking me? My brother-in-law is Li Lingyang!” Shen Jun trembled as he shouted.
“Get in.” Another man pushed him from behind.
Shen Jun tumbled at the doorstep of the broken house, looking up only to see Li Lingyang standing against the light, expressionless as if he were the god of death itself.
Shen Jun didn’t know that Li Lingyang had heard his recording, but he also had a vague feeling that Li Lingyang’s reaction was off, “Broth… brother-in-law, why bring me to this wilderness for no reason?”
Li Lingyang did not respond to him and instead grabbed a dust-covered chair by his side and swung it straight at his head.
With a loud clang, Shen Jun felt a fierce pain in his head, the blood flowing down from his forehead as he screamed in agony and begged for mercy, while Li Lingyang seemed deaf to his pleas, smashing the chair down again and again until it broke apart in his hands. Only then did he let go.
“Taking my money, eating the food I provide, and then harming my child, do you think your life is long?”
The man’s icy voice seemed to come from hell.
Shen Jun lay on the ground, barely breathing, his lips moving but unable to articulate any explanations.
Li Lingyang tossed aside the chair leg he had been holding, took the mobile phone recording handed to him by the bodyguard, threw it in front of Shen Jun, pressed play, and the clear recording of Shen Jun and Ning Yichu’s conversations played out.
Shen Jun listened, his entire face twisted, and he shouted with agitation, “Fake, all of this is fake! It was maliciously edited by Ning Yichu…”
“Look up.” Li Lingyang ordered coldly.
Shen Jun did so, his body trembling like a sieve.
“Scaring my son, you owe me a pair of hands,” Li Lingyang began, “and for drugging Ning Yichu, consider that a pair of legs you owe. I’ll let you keep your limbs for now. Tell me, besides ordering you to kidnap Chen Bao, what else did Shen Jiangqing do?”
Shen Jun’s pupils nervously shrunk, desperately trying to hide something.
Li Lingyang let out a cold, undisturbed laugh, “Chop off his hands!”
The bodyguard produced a knife from somewhere and advanced toward Shen Jun, who turned instantly pale. “I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Jiangqing… She wasn’t kidnapped at all back then. She saw that you were going to marry Ning Yichu, and to ruin your relationship with Ning Yichu, causing everyone to misunderstand Ning Yichu as cruel-hearted, she hid herself and framed Ning Yichu…”
…
Mu Bailang woke up with a splitting headache, the bed beside him empty.
He casually put on a robe and stood up to shower, noticing, without meaning to, the flecks of bright red on the sheets where the blanket had slipped away, his handsome peach blossom eyes narrowing slightly.
He was a playboy but never touched innocent girls, always sticking to mutual consent.
They had all had quite a bit to drink last night, and Fan Yuke was so irresistible after a drink that even though she was a man, she insisted on showing him her ‘equipment’ and even started to undo his belt. It would be inhuman if he hadn’t reacted.
But he really didn’t expect the girl to be so pure.
He could still distinguish between a natural and an artificially restored hymen.
Besides, her reaction was definitely not feigned.
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It would be different if it was someone else, but she had some connection with Ning Yichu.
Thinking about it, this was really a bit messy.
The moment he turned his phone on, he saw a barrage of missed calls and a message from Ning Yichu that read like an interrogation.
Mu Bailang knew he had been out of line and did not say much else, instead, he turned to call his assistant, “The role of the female lead in that upcoming S-grade fantasy drama just became available; give it to Fan Yuke.”
The assistant had no idea who Fan Yuke was, but since the boss had spoken, he went straight to work without a word.
But in less than three minutes, the assistant messaged, “Boss, the Fan Yuke you mentioned, is she the scandal-ridden, eighteenth-tier actress?”
“That’s her.”
“This… there might be some trouble.”
“If the female lead changes, then she changes. If the director doesn’t agree, change the director too. Do I need to teach you this?”
“It’s not about the director or the female lead; we just received an order from Li Group, calling for a ban on Fan Yuke within the entertainment circle. Any company that employs her would be opposing Li Group. Isn’t President Li your friend?”
Mu Bailang arched an eyebrow, “You go ahead and confirm her for the female lead; I’ll handle Old Li.”
What was going on with Li Lingyang, picking on a female star who had nothing to do with him?
In less than half an hour, Mu Bailang stormed into Li Group’s top-floor presidential office.
“Lift the ban on Fan Yuke, she’s with me now,” declared Mu Bailang, accustomed to Li Lingyang’s cold and unwelcoming demeanor.
Li Lingyang glared icily at him, “Why did you hand me over to Shen Jiangqing last night?”
Something clicked for Mu Bailang, and he burst into laughter, “I would have loved to deliver you to Xiao Chuchu’s bed, but she wouldn’t give you the time of day. You were so drunk, how could I leave you there? Besides, Jiangqing has had your child, sleeping with her shouldn’t be an issue.”
Bang—Li Lingyang threw an ashtray at him, “Mu Bailang, you did it on purpose, didn’t you?”
Mu Bailang stepped to the side to dodge, “Come on, do you have to be so angry? I let her take you because you were too drunk to stand. If you can’t keep it in your pants, how is that my fault?”
Li Lingyang’s face turned very awkward, and after a while, he rasped, “I thought she was Ning Yichu…”
“Ning Yichu was with her friends at Huangzhulin Intersection last night when someone tried to scam them. It’s nothing to do with you. When did you start having blurred vision while drunk?”
“Huangzhulin Intersection?” Li Lingyang suddenly looked up.
