Tian Xi immediately made a decision and called her two brothers. She asked Second Brother to send the aunt to the hospital for treatment, and Big Brother to take her to the police station to rescue Yehan.
When handing the aunt over to Second Brother,
he couldn’t help but whisper, “Is she mentally ill? Could this be hereditary?”
Tian Xi stopped him, “Second Brother, don’t talk nonsense.”
Second Brother pursed his lips, “Alright, alright, I’ll get her to the hospital right away. Don’t worry, with me taking care of her, there won’t be any problems.”
Tian Xi got into Big Brother Tian Chen’s car and asked worriedly, “Yehan has been detained for over five hours already. Could he have been harmed?”
Tian Chen said, “If it’s really as you said, that Mo Qing orchestrated all this, then your boyfriend has probably been beaten beyond recognition inside.”
Just as he said.
In the interrogation room at the police station.
Mo Yehan was hung up, with not a single part of his body left unharmed. His shirt was torn to shreds, revealing his young and strong physique, which made Mo Qing, the one inflicting the violence, jealous.
“Heh, Mo Yehan, crushing you is as easy as crushing an ant. I can make sure you rot in prison. How will you compete with me for Tian Xi then?” Mo Qing said arrogantly.
Mo Yehan curled his lips into a cold smile and spoke with difficulty, “You don’t have what it takes.”
Being mocked and despised by a bastard was something no one could tolerate.
Mo Qing raised the baseball bat in his hand and struck Mo Yehan’s thigh hard, “I’ve looked into you. You only have a mother, and she’s a lunatic. You have no background at all. Who gave you the nerve to challenge me!”
Then Mo Qing added, “Oh, and even Tian Xi doesn’t have the power to save you. After all, I have Grandpa Mo backing me. Tell me, who in the entire Imperial Capital would dare oppose Grandpa Mo?”
Hearing this, Mo Yehan let out a cold laugh, as if he found Mo Qing’s words particularly contemptuous.
This completely provoked Mo Qing. He raised his weapon and said viciously, “You little bastard, I’ll beat you until you have a concussion today. Since you already have a crazy mother, it’d be perfect if you go crazy too.”
Just as he was about to swing the bat down,
the interrogation room door was kicked open violently.
Tian Chen and Tian Xi appeared.
Tian Xi rushed in, hugged Mo Yehan, and cried heartbrokenly, “Yehan, I’m here. Are you okay?”
Mo Yehan opened his eyes with difficulty, his voice slightly hoarse, “Don’t look at me. I’m ugly.”
Covered in wounds and bloodstains all over.
His clothes in disarray.
Utterly humiliated.
Yet, Tian Xi didn’t care at all. She held him tightly, “Baby, you’re not ugly at all. Please don’t say that, okay?”
Her words provoked Mo Qing to shout, “Tian Xi, he’s just a bastard! You were supposed to be mine. We’re a perfect match, it’s only right for us to be together.”
“You disgust me,” Tian Xi said with hatred.
Then, she said to her Big Brother, “Big Brother, please beat him up hard for me. He hurt my most precious treasure.”
Mo Yehan trembled, tears welling up in his eyes. He was her most precious treasure, yet he didn’t even have the ability to protect her. He felt deeply ashamed.
Tian Xi untied the ropes binding him while softly comforting him, “Your mother is being taken care of by my Second Brother. She’s fine, don’t worry.”
Mo Yehan leaned on her shoulder and whispered, choked with emotion, “Th…ank you.”
Tian Xi said fiercely, “Don’t you dare thank me.”
“Okay, wifey,” Mo Yehan said hoarsely, curling his lips into a faint smile.Wife? Tian Xi’s face flushed crimson. Biting her lip, she said obediently, “I’ll take you to the hospital for a check-up.”
Before they could leave the interrogation room,
Mo Qing was already hung from the ceiling by Tian Chen.
A cruel smile curled at the corner of Tian Chen’s lips: “Little sister, should I return him exactly as he came?”
“I can actually do worse.”
“Big Brother, worse is better. Remember to send me the photos.” Tian Xi trusted her big brother’s capabilities.
Tian Chen grunted in agreement: “You got it, whatever you say.”
As Tian Xi and Mo Yehan walked out, agonized screams erupted from the interrogation room: “It hurts! Please let me go, I’m begging you! Ahhh, it’s killing me!”
Once in the car, Tian Xi dared not touch Mo Yehan too much, her eyes brimming with tears: “Does it hurt?”
“It’s manageable,” Mo Yehan murmured softly.
“It clearly hurts terribly. Why would you say it’s manageable? Why do you have to be so stubborn?”
Mo Yehan lowered his pained eyes: “I didn’t want you to worry. I don’t deserve you doing all this for me.”
“The Mo Qing family has some influence. I’m afraid of dragging your family into this.”
“For you, I’d even be willing to die, let alone face any repercussions. Yehan, you have no idea how much I love you.” Tian Xi closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face like strings of pearls.
Mo Yehan drew her into his embrace, whispering hoarsely: “I love you with my life too.”
At the hospital,
the doctor finished examining Mo Yehan and frowned deeply: “This… this!”
Tian Xi asked anxiously: “Doctor, are his bones okay? Is his leg alright?”
The doctor sighed: “That’s secondary. Despite his body being covered in wounds and him limping, none of that is serious. It’s just… one particular area, ah.”
Tian Xi grew increasingly frantic: “Doctor, what exactly is wrong? Please tell me!”
Seeing how worried the young girl was, the doctor took her aside privately and explained: “He’s been deliberately injured there. He might lose the ability to… have marital relations…”
Tian Xi’s face burned scarlet. If they couldn’t, then they couldn’t – she’d thought it was something serious. It didn’t matter.
She immediately responded: “Doctor, it’s fine. As long as he’s okay, that’s all that matters.”
Relieved by the girl’s magnanimity, the doctor said earnestly: “Go tell your boyfriend. See if he can accept it. This condition can still be Cured, though it’s quite difficult. But try to frame it positively.”
Tian Xi nodded repeatedly: “Okay, doctor.”
Returning to the room, she saw Mo Yehan lying broken and fragile on the hospital bed. She found it hard to speak.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally said: “Yehan, you’ve been injured… down there. You might not be able to have marital relations for a long time.”
Instantly, the hospital room fell into dead silence.
Mo Yehan clenched his fists, breathing heavily, sweat beading on his forehead. He stammered: “Will… will you look down on me?”
He looked utterly pitiful, on the verge of tears…