Not long after, Mu Yinyin was woken by sobs. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the familiar bedroom ceiling.
"Woo woo, Sister, don't scare Fenfen..."
Fenfen, a small ball of a person, was lying by the bed, her big eyes red from crying. She bit her lip, not daring to make too much noise.
"Fenfen, Sister is fine." Mu Yinyin's voice was a little tired.
Her head felt swollen, and her whole body felt like it had been run over by a truck, unable to muster any strength.
Her memories of last night were fragmented and blurry, impossible to recall clearly.
"Yinyin Sister! You're finally awake!" The little one heard the movement and quickly looked up.
Tears flowed uncontrollably again, dripping onto Mu Yinyin's palm.
Sobbing softly, she whispered, "Yinyin Sister... you scared Fenfen to death. Fenfen thought you were sick..."
Mu Yinyin's heart melted.
Just as she was about to push herself up to comfort her, she suddenly felt a gaze from the doorway, watching her coldly.
She looked up and saw Fu Siye standing at the door, frozen for two seconds.
The gray loungewear made him appear less sharp than usual, and he looked much more peaceful.
Wait, why was Fu Siye at her house!
What was going on!
"Awake?"
As she was thinking, Fu Siye's indifferent voice drifted over, devoid of emotion.
Mu Yinyin's head ached terribly. She lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze, first finding an excuse to coax Fenfen out, and then looked up and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Why am I here?"
Seeing her attitude, Fu Siye's expression instantly darkened. He stepped forward, his long fingers suddenly grabbing Mu Yinyin's chin.
His cold gaze fixed on her bewildered eyes. "Mu Yinyin, if it weren't for me last night, do you think you'd still be alive to question me?"
"Last night..."
Mu Yinyin felt her chin was about to be crushed, the pain making her frown. The fragmented memories finally pieced together, and the recollection sent a shiver down her spine.
Judging by the smell, the spray used by the thugs was a specially concocted anesthetic.
This drug could completely paralyze a person for a short period, plunging them into a deep coma. It could also damage the victim's brain nerves, causing memory loss for that period.
Just like she was now.
Mu Yinyin's palms gradually clenched, her eyes reddened, but her gaze was terrifyingly cold.
The thorough preparation clearly indicated this was not the first time such a thing had been done.
She wondered how many innocent girls had been victimized before her, only to be too afraid to resist due to the Lu Group's influence.
"Mu Yinyin!"
The man's cold voice jolted Mu Yinyin back to reality.
She trembled as she looked up, her voice also trembling. "What about those two people?"
Fu Siye paused slightly, seeing her red-rimmed eyes.
He felt as if he had never seen this Mu Yinyin before; she seemed different from his memory.
After a long moment, he answered concisely.
"Hospital."
"So, why exactly are you here?"
Mu Yinyin's voice held no warmth. Her gaze at Fu Siye was filled with vigilance and suspicion.
She simply couldn't understand why he would suddenly appear, and at her doorstep.
Was he connected to these events, or...?
"Mu Yinyin, what do you mean?" Fu Siye's brow furrowed with annoyance.
If his assistant hadn't reported the incident at the KTV and mentioned that Lu Zhipeng might be up to no good and had ill intentions towards CEO Mu, he wouldn't have come over in the middle of the night.
This ungrateful woman was actually questioning him instead?
Anger surged through his chest, and the grip on her tightened.
"Fu Siye, let go!" Mu Yinyin bit her lower lip in pain, grabbing his wrist and desperately trying to pull away.
But Fu Siye gave her no chance to struggle. His burning palm instantly wrapped around her waist, and he leaned in, pinning her firmly to the bed.
The overwhelming pressure closed the distance instantly, making Mu Yinyin's ears burn with a hint of panic.
"Or do you want to be like them! Was I wrong to save you! Mu Yinyin, how cheap are you!"
The atmosphere grew tense. The man's breath was so close, but the fury in his eyes threatened to consume her.
An inexplicable sense of grievance welled up.
Mu Yinyin stopped struggling. She felt all the blood in her body stagnate, and she curled her lips into a cold smile.
"Fu Siye, is that how you see me?"
Nan Shiqing had committed so many wrongdoings, yet he had indulged and tolerated her repeatedly.
They had been married for so many years. Setting aside whether there was love between them, they couldn't even achieve basic trust.
And now he was insulting her with such venomous words. Fu Siye, you're truly something else.
Fu Siye's expression darkened further.
"Let go!"
Mu Yinyin clenched her fist and shouted angrily at Fu Siye.
At that moment, her expression was stern and cold, and she was unwavering.
Fu Siye suppressed the rage surging in his chest and said sternly, "You don't have to thank me, but you need bed rest right now."
Their poisoning in Country E had not been resolved, and she had been drugged with a hallucinogen exclusively developed by Lu Zhipeng. Dyson's words echoed in his ears—
"Siye, we need to closely observe Mu Yinyin's reaction. If the hallucinogen reacts negatively with 'S', it'll be over!"
If it weren't for Dyson, would he have stopped her?
Mu Yinyin also noticed Fu Siye's expression at that moment. His eyes were determined, even carrying a hint of cold ruthlessness.
He was angry, and he was trying very hard to control his emotions.
Comparing his attitude towards her with his attitude towards Nan Shiqing, Mu Yinyin let out a sneer. "Fu Siye, you're meddling in other people's business like a busybody!"
They had been divorced for ages; why would he care if she lived or died?
Fu Siye's expression instantly turned as cold as cast iron.
She was calling him a dog?
Fu Siye pulled her back to the bedside, his voice clear and cold. "I've never seen you use such sophisticated insults, managing to insult yourself in the process."
Mu Yinyin: ...
She suddenly realized.
But she quickly retorted to Fu Siye, her lips maintaining a cold smile. "So, are you admitting you're a dog?"
Fu Siye suppressed the urge to crush her and said indifferently, "Mu Yinyin, arguing with me now is pointless."
"Lu Zhipeng often engages in such dealings. The hallucinogen was developed by himself, and what about the poison you and I encountered in the elevator last time? Have you forgotten?"
As he spoke, Fu Siye's expression was serious and dark.
Mu Yinyin choked.
But soon, she sneered again. "CEO Fu, are you caring about me? If you care about me so much, what about Nan Shiqing?"
"I'm talking about you now, don't drag her into it. As a medical professional, you should know your body well, right?" Fu Siye's brow furrowed slightly, his tone measured.
He really didn't want to start arguing with Mu Yinyin at the slightest disagreement.
"You saved me, I thank you, but beyond that, you don't need..."
"Knock knock!"
Before Mu Yinyin could finish her sentence, the doorbell rang from outside.