The only person who knows about Lai Shengxia’s act of pretending to be insane is Ouyang Qian.
After returning from Tan Palace, Ouyang Qian went to the hospital again. The detectives were still guarding outside the ward, but Lai Shengxia’s current ntal state wasn’t suitable for further police questioning.
Through the glass on the door, one could see Lai Shengxia sitting foolishly on the bed.
She hugged the quilt, her vacant gaze cast into the distance.
After Ouyang Qian entered, she pretended to help her daughter tidy up her clothes. Confirming that the detectives weren’t keeping a close watch, she whispered to Lai Shengxia, "Old Madam Song likes your sister, and your grandmother also ntioned your case. As long as Song Baiyan fancies Yuanyuan, he won’t ignore your matter."
Lai Shengxia had been pretending to be a ntal patient under the detectives’ noses all day.
For now, it seed the police wouldn’t easily withdraw their n.
So she had to continue acting like this.
Hearing Ouyang Qian’s words, Lai Shengxia finally felt at ease. As long as Song Baiyan intervened, even if it couldn’t make the abduction case disappear, it could at least afford her freedom of movent.
By then, she wouldn’t need to feign illness anymore.
Ouyang Qian looked at her daughter’s face. If not for trusting the wrong person, Xiaxia wouldn’t have been disfigured.
"It’s not a big deal," Lai Shengxia comforted her mother, her tone chillingly calm, "I can still discern the severity. Even if I have to go to jail, it won’t matter if my face heals. Right now, it’s quite good; as long as my face isn’t cured, the police have no reason to take back for questioning."
"I’ve already contacted a psychiatrist," Ouyang Qian reassured her daughter again, "Tomorrow morning, the doctor will co and issue a diagnosis, foolproof."
As long as it was proven she had a ntal illness, at least the police couldn’t do anything to her for the ti being.
That night, Ouyang Qian didn’t stay overnight at the hospital.
When she returned ho, she learned that Lai Wenyan planned to send Xiaxia to a therapeutic asylum.
The asylum had already been contacted.
On the desk was an apology speech prepared by Lai Wenyan.
Lai Wenyan was on the phone with familiar journalists. Ouyang Qian stood at the study’s door, hearing Lai Wenyan say that on the day Xiaxia was sent to the asylum, reporters should follow for filming. She couldn’t believe her husband actually wanted to exploit their daughter’s madness for a story!
When Lai Wenyan hung up the phone, Ouyang Qian looked at him coldly, "I won’t agree. I won’t let you send Xiaxia to a place where ntal patients are held!"
"Then you tell , what do you plan to do?!"
Lai Wenyan’s face was dark, his tone equally harsh, "She did such a thing, dragging down the entire Lai Family! If I don’t find a way to redy this, by the end of the month, my position as a Councilman will be gone!"
At this, Ouyang Qian’s lips trembled.
She recalled sothing and said, "Mom and I went to Tan Palace, and Song Baiyan’s mother likes Yuanyuan. If we just wait a little longer..."
"Wait longer? Do you an waiting until the senator elections are over?!"
Song Baiyan can suppress the abduction case, but he can’t secure a senator position for him, nor restore his reputation.
This morning, Shen Liang had already returned the antiques he gave.
This ant he no longer planned to give him a National Congress mber position!
Only by sending Lai Shengxia to the asylum, could he turn a deadlock into a win!
Ouyang Qian clutched her husband’s shirt, whispering, "But Xiaxia isn’t crazy at all. This is just to prevent the police from prosecuting. If you send her to a place for lunatics, how’s she supposed to live!"
"She brought it upon herself." Lai Wenyan shook off Ouyang Qian’s hand, "If she still cared about this family, she should just obediently stay in the therapeutic asylum!"
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