"This girl didn't come back for dinner, where did she go?" Mrs. Mu asked.

"I said I went out to play with my classmates for a while, so I went to see if she had eaten." After saying that, Feng Rui stood up and went to her daughter's bedroom.

Mu Zechuan watched He Jiayin sitting, staring at the TV screen.

I don't know what's wrong with this woman these past two days, she's always been indifferent to him.

He was a little annoyed, but he couldn't find a reason to lose his temper. Because he didn't want to lose his temper with her anymore, he wanted to be fine.

"Shall we go upstairs?" He gently put his hand on her waist and whispered.

He Jiayin acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued watching TV.

Mu Zechuan couldn't help it anymore, pulled her up and walked upstairs.

Returning to the bedroom, he threw her on the bed and pressed on top of her.

He Jiayin was not in the mood. She put her hand on his chest and tried to push him away: "Mu Zechuan..."

"Don't move." Mu Zechuan's big hands groped her body, unbuttoned her chest, and then kissed all the way down her fair neck.

Unable to resist his teasing, He Jiayin felt her body heat up. Such an instinctive reaction made her feel a little ashamed.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the bedside table rang.

He Jiayin took the opportunity to get up and pick up the phone.

But Mu Zechuan pressed her tighter: "Don't answer."

The ringing kept ringing, and Mu Zechuan became irritated at first. He stood up and picked it up, and when he saw the caller ID, it was An Jincheng! He frowned, and then decisively pressed the hang up button.

"Who is it?" He Jiayin sat up and asked, "Why did you hang up on me?"

"Unfamiliar number." Mu Zechuan said and was about to throw the phone aside.

At this time the phone rang again.

Mu Zechuan was angry, he didn’t want to play anymore and he didn’t want to pay back!

Just when she was about to hang up again, He Jiayin got the phone first. She saw An Jincheng's name on the phone and hesitated.

Mu Zechuan said coldly: "No answer!"

He Jiayin glanced at him and answered the phone: "Brother Jincheng."

Mu Zechuan was particularly angry and wanted to snatch the phone from her ear, but saw He Jiayin's expression change.

"What? What did you say?" Her voice became trembling: "Okay, I'll be there right away."

She stood up and walked out without changing her clothes.

Mu Zechuan was completely annoyed: "He Jiayin, where are you going?" What did she think of him as her husband? She was about to go out after receiving a call from her old lover?

"Mu Zechuan, something happened to my sister!"

He Jiayin started running as soon as he entered the hospital door. He didn't stop until he saw An Jincheng leaning outside the operating room.

"Brother Jincheng, what happened? What happened to Jiachen?"

An Jincheng put his hand on her shoulder: "Good news..." Seeing Mu Zechuan arriving a step later, he put his hand down: "The doctor is handling it..."

"What happened?"

"Who are the patient's family members?" The door of the operating room opened and the doctor walked out.

"I am!" He Jiayin stepped forward quickly: "Doctor, how is my sister?"

The doctor is a woman in her forties: "How old is your sister?"

"Two months shy of eighteen."

"Hey," the doctor sighed and shook his head: "How pitiful!"

"What happened to my sister?" He Jiayin became anxious and grabbed the doctor's arm.

"The vagina was forcibly entered by the male genitals multiple times. The treatment membrane was ruptured and the vagina was moderately scratched. We concluded that it was not the same man, so we extracted the residual semen. If necessary, you can hand it over to the judicial department.

File a case..."

Jiayin's eyes widened and her lips twitched in disbelief: "Doctor, what do you mean, what are you talking about?"

"Madam, in the words of the police, this situation is called gang rape."

"You mean, my sister, my sister was... round... round..." She felt her heart beating rapidly, her feet felt weak, and she couldn't stand firmly.

An Jincheng wanted to step forward to support He Jiayin, but saw Mu Zechuan beside her one step ahead of him.

His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and then he took it back unwillingly.

The doctor said: "The patient's body is not fatally injured. He is still in a coma after being stimulated. However, he may not be able to accept it mentally when he wakes up. His family members must be mentally prepared."

"How could this happen? Jiachen has always been very good, obedient, and sensible. Why is this happening?" He Jiayin did not dare to accept this fact.

"I found her in the nightclub box," An Jincheng said.

"Where is the murderer?" Mu Zechuan was relatively calm and immediately thought of the crux of the problem.

"I didn't stop him." An Jincheng said, "I was only thinking about Jiachen at that time."

He Jiayin's heart sank a little deeper.

"Jiachen has been very well-behaved since she was a child. She studies well, is obedient, and is sensible. Although we are not born to the same mother, I have no barrier to her at all." She said painfully: "Why did this kind of thing happen to Jiachen?

She is very well-behaved and never goes to places like nightclubs."

He Jiayin and Mu Zechuan An Jincheng stayed in the hospital all night. In the morning, she called Lin Qing.

Unexpectedly, Tang Qiaoen and Lin Qing came together.

She was more concerned than Lin Qing: "Jiayin, what happened to Jiachen?"

He Jiayin didn't have time to think about why she came together, so he simply explained the matter.

Lin Qing couldn't stand the stimulation and passed out. When she woke up, she couldn't accept the fact either: "Why? Why would something like this happen to my daughter?"

Although she had never liked Lin Qing, He Jiayin was as sad as her at the moment.

"Aunt Lin," He Jiayin thought for a whole night and finally made a decision: "Let's call the police. We can't let the murderer who hurt Jiachen go unpunished."

"Call the police?" Lin Qing had no idea. She would be confused when something big happened.

"Can't we call the police? If this kind of thing gets out, what will Jiachen do in the future?" Tang Qiaoen has been sitting next to Lin Qing.

Lin Qing came to her senses after hearing what Tang Qiaoen said: "Yes, you can't call the police! Everyone knows if you call the police, how will Jiachen survive in the future?"

It's not that He Jiayin didn't expect this, but even if he didn't call the police, would He Jiachen be able to return to his previous appearance? If the murderer was allowed to go free, would Jiachen be able to live well?

"I can't let Jiachen suffer such harm in vain!" He Jiayin looked at Lin Qing and said firmly.

Tang Qiaoen's eyes flashed with uneasiness: "Jiayin, I understand your mood, but have you ever thought that if the media finds out, things will become out of control. Not only will Jiachen be under great pressure, but Uncle He will also be under great pressure."

You will also know that Uncle He's current body can't stand the stimulation!"

He Jiayin was silent. Yes, she had forgotten He Zhenxuan.

But……

"Calling the police will not necessarily expose the matter. We can let the police conduct a confidential investigation." An Jincheng said.

"We will find the murderer. Even if we don't call the police, I will let them receive the punishment they deserve." Mu Zechuan hugged He Jiayin tightly.

She raised her head and glanced at Mu Zechuan, suddenly feeling that she had someone to rely on.

Tang Qiaoen breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she didn't call the police. She looked at Mu Zechuan's arm holding He Jiayin, and her heart boiled with jealousy.

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

An Jincheng looked at He Jiayin and felt a pang of distress.

He took a breath and remembered something: "By the way, Jiachen didn't go to the nightclub alone, there was a girl, who seemed to be her classmate." He didn't know Mu Zebing.

"Who is it?" He Jiayin seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. Maybe this classmate knew the murderer who hurt Jiachen.

"I don't know her, and she didn't come with her. She was probably afraid and went home directly." An Jincheng explained the situation in detail.

"So, that girl knows that Jiachen is alone inside, and she also knows what is going on inside?" He Jiayin asked.

"It's possible."

"But who is she?"

"Don't worry, you'll know when Jiachen wakes up." Mu Zechuan comforted her.

However, He Jiachen has been in a comatose state. The doctor said that there is nothing wrong with her body. It seems that her consciousness is unwilling to wake up.

He Jiayin couldn't help but become more worried.

But Mu Zechuan was worried about her body and stayed up all night. She was swaying even while standing. She was relying on her spirit to support her.

"Let's go back first, you are too tired."

"No, I want to wait for Jiachen to wake up." He Jiayin shook his head stubbornly.

An Jincheng also stood up from the bench and walked to He Jiayin: "Jiayin, obedient, you go back and rest first. As soon as Jiachen wakes up, the hospital will notify you immediately."

Although Mu Zechuan didn't like An Jincheng talking to He Jiayin like this, he couldn't say anything at the moment.

He Jiayin clenched her hands tightly and stared at the door of the ward.

"As for the murderer, I'm going to the nightclub now to see if I can find any clues." An Jincheng added.

Hearing what he said, He Jiayin moved.

Mu Zechuan took the opportunity to help her up and walked out.

An Jincheng watched He Jiayin and Mu Zechuan leave, comforted Lin Qing for a few words, and walked out.

Tang Qiaoen caught up with him: "Brother Jincheng, I'll go with you too."

"No, I can just go by myself."
To be continued...