The hospital.
In the luxurious private ward, Zuo Zichen was lying on his side.
In fact, the doctor had advised him to go home and rest, but his parents were too worried and forcibly arranged for him to stay in the luxury ward, insisting on observing him for a night before they could feel at ease.
Xu Zhiyi was so distressed: “Son, who beat you like this in the end? Tell Mom!”
Zuo Zichen's voice was muffled: “I fell by myself.”
Xu Zhiyi: “This is clearly a beating. If you don't tell me, I'll go to school to check!”
Zuo Zichen was anxious: “Mom! Can you give me some privacy? And give me some face, okay?"
Xu Zhiyi had to compromise: “Okay, okay, whatever you say.”
At this moment, Zuo Zhiyu's angry shouts came from outside the door.
Xu Zhiyi sneered coldly: “Your sister from the countryside doesn't even know to come and see you. She grew up in a remote rural area, so she has no family education at all.”
Zuo Zichen was rarely silent and didn't say a word.
Zuo Zhiyu's loud phone call could be heard from the beginning of his anger to later starting to persuade gently. The room could hear everything.
Xu Zhiyi frowned, her expression becoming more and more dissatisfied.
Zuo Zichen was apprehensive, somewhat shocked. He didn't know what Quan Zhisui had told Dad that could make Dad's attitude change so much.
Finally, Zuo Zhiyu hung up the phone and walked in.
Xu Zhiyi immediately spoke sarcastically: “Finished talking with your good daughter? Have you forgotten that your son is still lying in the hospital bed?!”
Zuo Zhiyu was very annoyed: “You talk less!”
Xu Zhiyi didn't dare argue with him either, sitting sullenly on the sofa.
Zuo Zhiyu looked at his son and asked the same question as Xu Zhiyi: "Zichen, tell Dad, who at school dared to touch you? Dad will make him lose his hands and feet!"
Zuo Zichen glanced at Zuo Zhiyu, glanced at Xu Zhiyi again, and still didn't say who made his hand broken. Instead, he asked another question: "How much money did you give Quan Zhisui?"
Zuo Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Your sister didn't have money to eat at school, so I gave her 10,000 yuan."
Xu Zhiyi laughed aloud: “What a poor country bumpkin, only daring to ask for 10,000 yuan for living expenses, it's laughable!"
Zuo Zichen also laughed, and felt a little better.
Zuo Zhiyu then seemed to think of something and asked, "By the way son, it's been so long since school started, have you made friends with the young master of the Wei family?"
Zuo Zichen's face suddenly changed, and he shook his head.
Xu Zhiyi was a little angry: “Your son is injured and you talk to him about these things!”
Zuo Zhiyu glared at her: "What do you know! If the son stays in the hospital for a few more days, it might allow the young master of the Wei family to come and visit, do you know how much investment that could bring me? "
Xu Zhiyi: “I don't know! I only know that my son's hand is broken, and you're still thinking about how to curry favor with the Wei family!”
Zuo Zhiyu: “You only care about these little things, no foresight!”
Zuo Zichen's face was even worse, and his other uninjured hand was tightly clutching his cell phone, with sweat oozing from his palm.
After he was sent away at noon, the little brothers in the cafeteria all told him that they knew Wei Shixu had intervened, so Zuo Zichen had been very worried ever since.
Later, when that group of his little brothers went to make trouble for Quan Zhisui, they didn't beat her. This was originally nothing, and Zuo Zichen also found that Quan Zhisui was very good at fighting.
He had even thought of various ways to get back at Quan Zhisui. He could spend money to hire someone to continue beating her every day. No matter how good Quan Zhisui was, she couldn't possibly fight hundreds of people alone, right?
If that didn’t work, he could do something sinister.
But Zuo Zichen didn't expect that after Quan Zhisui beat people up, a classmate who was unrelated would call someone to help her, and the one called was Kong Mingze.
Up to this point, Zuo Zichen was just surprised, he could still accept it.
Kong Mingze's family got rich by winning the lottery and then opening hot pot restaurants. Up to now, they had only opened several chain hot pot restaurants. In Liangxi City, they didn’t even have any status, and were at most just the bottom layer of upstarts in the rich circle.
Zuo Zichen didn’t pay any attention to Kong Mingze at all.
But in the end, things gradually went terribly wrong!
Wei Shixu actually appeared again!
Not only did he ridicule the uselessness of those little brothers, he even revealed contempt for Zuo Zichen himself.
If it was someone else speaking like this, Zuo Zichen probably would have exploded with anger long ago and started looking for people to block him, block him to death, beat him to death!
But Wei Shixu...
Zuo Zichen didn't even dare to tell his parents the truth about the fracture.
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After dinner, Quan Zhisui went back to her room to do homework. She doubted life with this difficult homework that she hadn't finished even until late at night when she was already drowsy.
At this moment, Gu Lan knocked on the door with a glass of milk: “Miss Zhisui, may I come in?”
"Come in." Quan Zhisui turned around with a lifeless look on her face. She had become numb from doing homework.
Gu Lan was very apprehensive as she pushed the door open. She realized that she was outrageously wrong, and her attitude had changed from initial sympathy to fear.
After all, she was a proper young lady from a prestigious family. Even after suffering outside for more than ten years, many things were inherent.
Gu Lan asked carefully, "Tired? Drink some milk."
Quan Zhisui drank up the milk in one gulp, and suddenly recalled something. She asked, "Auntie Gu, how long have you been with the Zuo family?"
Gu Lan quickly replied, "A little over three years."
Quan Zhisui nodded and continued to ask, "How much do you know about the Zuo family's affairs?"
Gu Lan was very nervous and answered, "I know everything within three years, but not before that."
Quan Zhisui didn't make things difficult for her, and instead asked, "How many drivers does the Zuo family have?"
Gu Lan answered everything she knew without reservation: “There are three drivers, Zhao Lin, Fang Yue, and Xu Kuang.
Zhao Lin is responsible for sending Young Master Zichen to and from school and serving Madam. Fang Yue has been Master's exclusive driver for twenty years. Xu Kuang is responsible for Old Master and Old Madam."
Quan Zhisui kept twirling her pen and asked, "The two elders are not in Liangxi City these days. Was Xu Kuang free this morning?"
Gu Lan was even starting to sweat as she nodded, "Yes."
Quan Zhisui: “I see, give me their phone numbers.”
Gu Lan heaved a sigh of relief: “Okay Miss Zhisui, do you want to ask Xu Kuang about something?”
She naturally assumed this - among the three drivers except Fang Yue, the other two could coordinate with each other. The young lady was late for school this morning, it was Xu Kuang’s negligence.
But unexpectedly, Quan Zhisui denied and asked back, "What do I want with Xu Kuang?"
Gu Lan looked up and met a pair of bright and clear eyes, as transparent as a mirror that could reflect all sorts of monsters.
She couldn't help reminding: "Xu Kuang's surname is Xu..."
"Oh, so?" Quan Zhisui smiled, "Even if his surname was Zuo I wouldn't look for him."
Gu Lan opened her mouth but didn't speak for a long time.
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At eleven o'clock at night, Fang Yue sent Zuo Zhiyu and Xu Zhiyi back to the Zuo residence. After seeing them walk through the main entrance, he drove to the underground garage.
At this moment, his phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
At first, Fang Yue didn't take it seriously and casually answered the call: “Hello?”
Unexpectedly, a very young voice came from the receiver: “Hello Fang Yue, I’m Quan Zhisui.”
Fang Yue’s heart skipped a beat at that moment!
He had expected the girl to look for him, but didn't expect it to be so soon!
