The Billionaire's Mischievous Sweetheart

Why don’t you choose someone who is more suited for you? Why must you insist on tangling with Zi Ruoxi?! Did she do something wrong? What did she do wrong to deserve such a punishment? If she made a mistake, her biggest mistake was meeting you, falling in love with you—"

After saying this, Qiao Muyun coldly walked to the other side. He stared blankly at the emergency room door.

Qiao Junlie felt instantly cooled down after being splashed with cold water by Qiao Muyun, which sobered up his feverish mind.

Yes, now is not the time to lose composure. With advanced technology these days, even disfigurement... can be rectified. Any appearance you want can be restored in the future. But if a heart is lost, it can never come back. Especially now, people must not find a chance to take advantage. It is all the more important to show fidelity at this time.

Thinking this, Qiao Junlie felt slightly settled.

The emergency room door finally opened, and a person resembling a mummy was wrapped tight on the head, only exposing the mouth, nose, and eyes. Hanging from a drip, they lay on a white hospital bed, immediately pushed by several medical staff.

"Zi Ruoxi, Zi Ruoxi..." Qiao Muyun and Qiao Junlie rushed over, looking anxious.

"Sorry, the patient needs quiet." The nearby medical staff immediately stepped forward to pull them apart, decisively isolating them, pushing the hospital bed quickly away.

Then another doctor with a blue surgical cap walked toward them and took off his mask.

"Who is the patient’s family?" he asked.

"I am!" Qiao Junlie replied immediately.

"I am!" Qiao Muyun also answered simultaneously.

It was not surprising for such a situation to occur simultaneously. Qiao Junlie gave Qiao Muyun a meaningful glance and then turned his face away.

"...I am her boyfriend." Qiao Junlie answered, his tone calm.

"The patient needs isolation and must be transferred to the sterile room immediately. This series of expenses..." the doctor said slowly, but from the look of the distinguished young man in front of him, he assumed his identity was important.

𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

And indeed, he guessed correctly.

"Use all the best equipment and medications; I don’t care about the cost." Qiao Junlie said decisively.

"Alright. Please come this way to sign a document first. These treatments require payment upfront." The other party said formally.

Just as Qiao Junlie was about to follow him, Zhou Yanhong stopped him.

"Let me handle this!" Zhou Yanhong said. Regardless of the reason at this time, she felt some unspoken guilt inside, hoping to alleviate her sense of guilt by supporting the medical expenses.

But.

"No!" With one word, Qiao Junlie rejected it outright, speaking with an indifferent yet logical tone, "I am her boyfriend, and moreover, her fiancé. She still wears my engagement ring. With what happened to her, I have to be responsible."

Upon hearing this, unsurprisingly, it elicited a cold laugh from Qiao Muyun. Responsibility? Damn! He still says that?! There is no one more shameless than this culprit.

Ignoring Qiao Muyun’s ridicule, Qiao Junlie turned back. He stared him in the eye.

"Don’t think you’ll have a chance." Qiao Junlie said coldly, then more like a warning, "Kid, remember clearly, she is your sister-in-law, always will be."

Saying that, he looked away, hands in his pockets, and hurriedly followed the doctor down the corridor.

Qiao Muyun said nothing, but his eyes were filled with hatred. This arrogant man who looks down on everything, why can he still say such things? Why, humph! Disgusting!

...

Entering the sterile room, Zi Ruoxi’s entire mental state was still in a coma.

At this time, both Qiao Junlie and Qiao Muyun remained by her side. After more than ten hours without a drop of water, under Zhou Yanhong’s urging, they took a few bites of a boxed meal.

Meanwhile, Qiao Junlie had already asked Zhou Yanhong to contact America’s best plastic surgeons and burn specialists, inviting the authorities in this field for a consultation. Furthermore, he informed the estate’s manager, Uncle Ye, to investigate this matter. The real culprit must be found in the shortest time possible.

Ruoxi, I’m sorry, I was too careless, causing you this harm! I will definitely help you recover, believe me, you will return to being perfect as before...

Obstacles never scare people, I never believed in fate... Ruoxi, I will use actions to make up for this mistake, as long as we still love each other, there exists no obstacle, no one can come between us. Moreover, no one can stop... my love for you!

In the sterile room, they couldn’t enter, so Qiao Junlie could only stare through the glass window at the figure on the hospital bed, his handsome face twisted with pain, fists clenched so tight they felt like they could pierce his flesh, yet he didn’t feel the pain. Superficial wounds never hurt as deeply as those within the heart.

...

Meanwhile, something else was happening simultaneously.

The American Federal Police quickly had results, and Uncle Ye promptly rushed to the scene, joined by their superior, Director Weimu. Director Weimu personally coming to solve this case showed how far-reaching the impact of this incident was.

They accessed the surveillance footage from the nineteenth floor of the Modern Building and quickly identified the target, the culprit undoubtedly being Han Feifei. There were traces of a struggle at the scene, and everywhere, including the outer glass door, had her fingerprints. However, she wasn’t the only perpetrator. According to the footage, a cleaner loitering outside Weimannasi Design Company in the USA for a long time is highly suspicious. But it’s still unclear whether this person was an accomplice; it’s crucial to find them.

Because the incident at the corner was clearly recorded. Unfortunately, without any sound. Only the actions of the two individuals were visible. After a collision, it seemed they had an argument, after which Han Feifei snatched the bottle from her hand and gave her money...

Unfortunately, she wore a mask, making her face unclear, and according to the property’s personnel on duty, she was not their property cleaner. This undoubtedly presents another problem. They retrieved all the surveillance footage of anyone entering or staying on the nineteenth floor.

Uncle Ye, accompanied by the property company’s security manager and Director Weimu, repeatedly watched the rows of footage, nearly covering all corners through surveillance.

Of course, excluding the restroom. A theory emerged: the person definitely infiltrated, disguised. As for the purpose, it was clearly evident.

However, the net is vast and full, leaving no one exposed.

Suddenly a familiar silhouette appeared. In an unclear corner, the surveillance was somewhat blurry.

"Pause here." Uncle Ye pointed at that screen and said.