Yang Ru saw the coldness and fierceness on his boss’s face and felt a chill in his heart!
It seems... soone in the Yan Family is going to have bad luck...
"Is Chen Yayan awake?" Yan Sijue changed the subject, his expression returning to calm, as if the previous hostility was just his illusion.
Yang Ru hurriedly said, "Miss Chen is already awake and has been asking about your condition."
Yan Sijue’s eyes flashed: "What did she say?"
"According to Miss Chen," Yang Ru’s tone was very cautious, "After you fell unconscious, Miss Chen, out of fear, took the gun in her hand. Unexpectedly, Old Chen woke up soon after. In her panic, Miss Chen fired two shots at Old Chen. She thought she had killed soone and was very scared, so she dropped the gun and stayed by your side to take care of you. Unexpectedly, Old Chen was not dead yet and, with his injured body, picked up the gun and aid it at you... Miss Chen said she instinctively jumped over at that mont and used her body to block the shot."
As Yang Ru spoke, he observed his boss’s expression.
Seeing his eyes slightly narrowed, Yang Ru added, "The situation at the scene is basically consistent with Miss Chen’s account. However, what I doubt is how those two shots could have just hit Old Chen’s legs if, as Miss Chen said, she fired in panic? Unless having had so training, it’s unlikely for her marksmanship to be so precise. As far as I know, Miss Chen has never received such training before."
Actually, he didn’t quite believe Chen Yayan’s account in his heart.
Although there weren’t many major doubts besides this, Yang Ru just had this instinct.
"Do you think she’s lying?" Yan Sijue gave a faint smile.
"Miss Chen might not be lying, but... she may be hiding sothing," Yang Ru said.
Yan Sijue pondered for a mont: "Has Old Chen woken up?"
"He’s seriously injured and likely won’t wake up anyti soon." Yang Ru added, "Besides, he’s still not out of danger."
Which ans, at that ti, only Chen Yayan knew what happened.
If Chen Yayan is lying... then who fired those two shots on Old Chen? Old Chen wouldn’t have shot himself.
Yan Sijue furrowed his brow.
The feeling grew stronger; he must have overlooked sothing!
And it must be sothing very important!
But no matter how much he tried to recall, he could only rember the things before losing consciousness. After passing out, the only thing he rembered were dreams he had—so experiences in the Ghost Market as a child, the countless betrayals and injuries he faced when he first entered the Yan Family...
What on earth... did he overlook?
Yan Sijue unconsciously clenched his hands, feeling a faint touch in his palm, so familiar, he shouldn’t forget...
At this mont, arguing voices suddenly sounded outside the room.
"...Could you please inform him, I just want to see him to make sure he’s okay, and then I’ll be at peace..."
It was Chen Yayan.
Yan Sijue’s eyes flashed, and he instructed in a low voice, "Let her in."
Yang Ru nodded slightly, went out, and then Chen Yayan walked in.
Her arm was wrapped in gauze, seemingly still oozing blood, and her face was very pale.
Upon seeing Yan Sijue, her tears fell instantly!
"Sijue! How are you?" She rushed to his bedside, her face full of worry and sorrow.
"I’m fine." A trace of mockery flashed in Yan Sijue’s eyes.
This woman seed to consider herself his savior already, even changing how she addressed him.
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