Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
By the time she reached the hospital, her friend had fallen asleep again after having her blood drawn. Mu Yancheng stayed by her side throughout. The cop was quite surprised by the amount of patience and sense of responsibility the man had for his woman.
She walked up to him and asked, “What are your plans?”
He lifted his head and frowned at her. “What plans?”
“What are you going to do about Qingxue and her unborn child?”
There was a moment of silence before he finally replied, “Once her condition improves, I’ll take her back to the capital.”
“Are you going to let her give birth to the child?”
“Yes.”
His answer did not satisfy her, though. “Are you going to marry her?”
That question completely shut him up, and she tossed him a disdainful look.
“Jerk.”
Sullen anger surfaced in his expression. “What did you say?”
“I said ‘jerk’. If you’re hard at hearing, I don’t mind repeating it for you.”
“Such impudence!” he spat. “You have no right to criticize me.”
“Qingxue is a good woman. If you’re not keen on taking responsibility for her and the child, I want you not to trample on her feelings at least.”
“You!”
“If you still love her, then as a man, you should take responsibility for them.”
At that moment, the person on the bed stirred, which got the both of them whipping their heads over, only to see Meng Qingxue slowly peeling her eyelids open while frowning. She seemed to be in great discomfort.
“Qingxue…” The young scion rushed forward right away. “You’re awake.”
The first words she spoke, much to the policewoman’s surprise, was: “…Where’s Baby Chu?”
When she fully sobered up and saw the lady cop standing next to her bed, she sat up right away and asked worriedly, “Chu He, have you found your son?”
She was so concerned about the kiddo that she totally ignored the man next to her.
The policewoman shook her head. “No. There’s no clue to his whereabouts.”
“Ah…” The pregnant lady’s face fell out of utter disappointment. Feeling remorseful, she bit her lip and then apologized. “I-It’s all my fault…”
“It’s not your fault.” She did not blame her for her son’s disappearance. “Don’t think too much about it.”
“I…”
“Do you remember anything about the two men who took him away that day?” Chu He cut to the chase, instead.
Upon hearing that, Meng Qingxue’s eyes glazed over. While she massaged her temples to soothe her splitting headache, she forced herself to recall the events that had transpired that night.
“I remember their faces!”
“Go on.”
That can be considered a clue.
“One of them has triangular eyes, low nose bridge, thick lips, and dark skin. He’s not very tall, just a bit taller than I am.”
“About 5.5 feet?”
“Yes!” She nodded vigorously. “From his accent, he seems to be a northerner. Oh, the other man has the same northern accent. He looks fierce, sporting thick brows, bulging eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. Both of them were wearing black that day, and…”
“And?”
She fell into deep contemplation once more. Her eyes then suddenly lit up as she recalled something. “I remember their car plate number. Are you able to locate them with it?”
“You do?” The policewoman was surprised by this; it sparked hope in her.
The car plate number can serve as an important clue, provided that she remembers it!
