1117 Chapter 1118
Hello Mr. King
âIs It Chang Yuan?âYun Xiangxiang asked as soon as she woke up.
She remembered hearing Chang Yuanâs name before she fell asleep.
âI went to ask her myself. It wasnât her.âSong Mian Held Yun Xiangxiangâs hand and carefully avoided her bandaged finger.
âI donât think itâs her either.âShe had never seen the wrong person in her life.
Chang Yuan did not like her and had made it clear that she did not like her. However, both Chang Yuan and Mi Lai came from big families, so they would act more arrogantly.
Most importantly, Chang Yuan did not have any enmity with her. Furthermore, Chang Yuan knew that she was song Mianâs wife. No matter how stupid she was, she would not take Yun Xiangxiangâs life. If it were not for Yun Xiangxiangâs quick reaction, she really did not know how badly she would have fallen.
Even if safety measures were taken, her injuries would definitely be worse than now.
âOh right, Ah Mian, the gunshot.âYun Xiangxiang held onto Song Mian tightly. âAt that time, the sound of the gunshot alarmed everyone. Although I did not see it, I suspect that the top of my Veya was broken by a gun.â
âIt was a gun, but it did not break the steel wire. Instead, it hit the crane arm, causing the Veya to slip off the rails, causing you to fall.âSong Mian tugged on some heartstrings and placed his hand on Yun Xiangxiangâs forehead.
âSince you used a gun and your technique was so precise, why didnât you just...âYun Xiangxiang didnât finish her sentence, but her meaning was clear.
Since she had already chosen to shoot, she might as well just shoot her. Her technique was so precise that if she could hit Wei Yaâs arm of the crane, it was impossible that she couldnât hit her heart.
Or did she think that killing her with one shot would make her die too easily, so that she would be smashed into minced meat?
âItâs not a real gun, itâs an imitation gun. We can only focus on the crane arm and make it move,âsong Mian explained.
He thought that if it was a real gun, the other party would probably shoot Yun Xiangxiang without hesitation. However, how could it be so easy to get a gun in China and use it openly in broad daylight?
âAn imitation gun?âYun Xiangxiang found it unbelievable.
âThe location you filmed today is very close to the sports field of an outdoor field club. It just so happens that they have an outdoor field activity. The gun that shot you was a gun that was lost by someone who was eliminated early in the game.â
Song Mian pursed his lips, his voice was a little cold. âWhen he was alone, he was attacked and fainted. Because he was in the game, no one looked for him. They only found out about it when you had an accident and they ended the game early.â
Nowadays, outdoor field equipment was highly simulated. Except for the fact that it did not have real lethality, a slight change could actually unleash great power.
âOutdoor battles?âYun Xiangxiang raised her eyebrows. âHow could it be such a coincidence?â
âThis person has been secretly watching your every move.âSong Mian nodded almost imperceptibly, âIâve checked, but both sides have coincidentally decided on the same dayâs schedule. It can only mean that this person knew about the arrangements of both sides at the same time and planned this accident.â
Yun Xiangxiang knew that this was a premeditated plan, but she did not expect it to be so premeditated.
Yun Xiangxiang did not know how long an outdoor battle would take. She estimated that it would probably take one to two months. After all, they needed to prepare and organize the staff.
And their production teamâs schedule had to be planned at least half a month in advance.
Who could get both schedules at the same time? If it wasnât for at least a week in advance and thorough arrangements, how could they have done it so flawlessly?
âItâs not easy to investigate. The club is very easy, but your people are mixed. Just pretend to be fans and you can get it with some money.âThe workload was very heavy, and it was not easy to find the source, so until now, there was still no clue.
âHeâs a very smart person.âYun Xiangxiang had to admit that this person who was hiding in the dark was meticulous and calm.
âIâll ask song Yao to keep an eye on him. You recover first. Iâll bring Liuliu to see you tomorrow. Donât think too much about other things.âSong Mian Comforted Yun Xiangxiang.
âDonât let Liuliu see me like this.âYun Xiangxiang Stopped Song Mian.
âThe child is not as fragile as you think. We donât have to protect him too much. This will only make him as fragile as you think he is.âSong Mian felt that there was no need to hide his thoughts, he told Yun xiangxiang his thoughts seriously, âHe wants to see you every day. If I can stop him from making trouble today, I will have to lie to him tomorrow.â
âI donât agree with lying to him at any age or under any circumstances. However, if I donât lie and donât give him a reasonable reason, heâll miss you even more. It can also be understood as worrying about you.â
If it werenât for song Mianâs serious tone, Yun Xiangxiang really wanted to say that he was only a little over six months old, so how could he know so much.
However, Song Mianâs words were too serious. Yun Xiangxiang knew that his way of educating his child was very unique. Other than recognizing Liu Liu as a seven-or eight-month-old child in terms of physical strength, other than that.., he would treat Liuliu as an adult in every detail.
He would seriously reason with him, treat his rights and interests equally, and even respect some of his ideas.
For example, Liuliu was now playing with song Mianâs building blocks. He already had his own set of ideas and thoughts. Even if it was chaotic, song Mian never forced him or corrected him, letting him follow a line of thought that adults thought was right, instead, she let him do whatever he wanted.
âAh Mian, when you were young, did your father raise you like this?âYun Xiangxiang could not help but ask.
This was really a brand new way of raising children. In Yun Xiangxiangâs understanding, many people raised their children as children. They would think that he did not understand anything and did not care about his thoughts.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
They would think that what he did was wrong and would naturally interfere with his actions.
They would naturally make decisions for him because he was young.
Song Mian would put out many sets of clothes for Liuliu to wear every day and let him choose for himself.
âI probably canât remember what I remember before I was one year old.âSong Mian smiled, âMy father taught me. My memory started when I was four or five years old. Itâs really blurry further away. Liuliu is our child. I will teach him in the way I think is best for him.â
This was only the best way for Song Mian to teach Liuliu. Every parent had different ideas and could take care of their child differently. The child had to be taught according to his aptitude.
âI think Liuliu will definitely become an outstanding man like you.âYun Xiangxiang could imagine how many young ladies would be attracted to her son when he grew up.
âYou donât object to me bringing Liuliu Here?âSong Mian raised her eyebrows.
âIâll listen to my husband. If he thinks itâs good, itâs naturally the best.âYun Xiangxiang did not mind flattering song Mian.
Song Mian chuckled. He knew that Yun Xiangxiang only teased him because she felt that he was unhappy because of her injury.