Chapter 49 Pursuing a Career
"I'm coming right away," Gu Xijue said, hanging up the phone and walking out.

Duan Nanhe was still angry. He saw the culprit who had dirtied the carpet about to leave and ignored him. But after thinking about it, he was worried that the madman might drive drunk, so he simply asked the bartender who could drive to take him home.

Gu Xijue was about to go to the police station, so he didn't refuse. When he arrived at the police station, the police officer surnamed Zhang was already waiting at the door.

Seeing the large Buddha statue get out of the car, I took several steps forward and welcomed him inside.

"Any new developments?" Gu Xijue asked.

His strong smell of alcohol made Officer Zhang feel nauseous for a while, so he tactically took a step back before saying, "Our investigators have tracked down the deceased Mr. Lin. He frequented casinos and we also found out that he was being harassed by creditors a week before his death. After his death, those creditors all disappeared and never came to his house to cause trouble again."

Gu Xijue raised an eyebrow: "How much does he owe?"

"Approximately five million."

Officer Zhang then continued, "We went to his home and questioned his wife, and we managed to get some clues."

Gu Xijue remained silent, gesturing for Officer Zhang to continue.

“Our investigators went to the bank to print his bank statements. In the two weeks before and after the car accident, his bank statements changed. In the two weeks before the accident, one million yuan was deposited into his bank account from overseas. The remaining four million yuan was remitted from overseas within three days after the accident.”

At this moment, Gu Xijue's voice suddenly became somewhat uneasy: "Have you found out who it is?"

His eyes were coldly fixed on Officer Zhang.

"Because this is a transnational case, we also need to work with the local police station in the remittance area to investigate the case, so it will take some time."

Officer Zhang never expected that this case would turn into a major transnational case. If this matter is investigated thoroughly, he might actually be awarded a third-class merit at the end of the year.

……

A month later, Song Jin'an was able to remove the protective sleeve from her neck and began rehabilitation on her arm. However, due to the severity of her leg injury, the cast could not be removed so far, and she could only use a wheelchair.

Lin's mother stayed by her side, frequently running between the hospital and home. Song Jin'an scrolled through her phone, wondering who was behind her car accident, as the police station still hadn't given her an answer.

She remained silent, her mood plummeting to rock bottom. And as she scrolled through her feed, she even came across Su Ruoya's cover.

On the cover, Su Ruoya, dressed in glamorous attire, stood in the very center of a group. Song Jin'an clicked on the link almost unconsciously, only to discover it was an opera stage specially created for her by Haicheng TV. Just as Song Jin'an was about to close the page, she saw lengthy comments from netizens in the comments section.

Undoubtedly, everyone is saying that a few years ago, Su Ruoya had a relationship with the heir of the Gu Group. At the time, it was a beautiful campus romance. However, the girl broke up with him in order to pursue her career. Unexpectedly, when she came back, her ex-boyfriend, whom she had been longing for, had already married.

This comment became a popular post due to the large number of comments.

Many people left comments below. Song Jin'an clicked in to take a look and found that some people were talking about her, saying that her rise to power was very dishonorable and that she used some despicable means to marry into a wealthy family.

Furthermore, an insider revealed that Mrs. Gu is extremely jealous and does not allow any woman to be near the Gu family heir, not even a female mosquito, otherwise she will be slapped in the face.

On this floor, Song Jin'an has already been portrayed as a wicked old witch.

She already had what the public considered a "dark history," and because this comment was so vivid, many of Su Ruoya's fans even held a group discussion on this thread to criticize her, resulting in a barrage of insults. It wasn't until the official account intervened and deleted the comment that things calmed down a bit.

"Madam, stop looking at your phone, it'll hurt your eyes." Lin's mother walked up to her and noticed that her eyes seemed red. Without thinking much of it, she whispered a reminder.

Even though Song Jin'an was mentally strong, her heart was still churning with turmoil, because the words of these keyboard warriors were too offensive.

She turned off her phone screen, looked up at Lin's mother, and gestured with her hands.

—Mom, please push me to go see the baby. I haven't seen him yet today.

It's been almost a month and a half, and the baby is still lying in the incubator in the neonatal ward. However, the doctor told her that everything is normal, the baby's physical condition is approaching that of a normal infant, and the critical period has passed.

"Okay, I'll push you to see it." Lin Ma also liked this young lady very much, so she pushed Song Jin'an there.

She's a regular at the neonatal ward. Ordinary people definitely wouldn't be able to get in or see her child, but she's Gu Xijue's wife, and the hospital leaders can't afford to offend her. They opened a green channel for her, allowing her to see her child anytime.

When Song Jin'an arrived, the nurse was feeding the baby with a bottle. Upon seeing her, she said, "Mrs. Gu."

Lin's mother pushed the wheelchair closer, and Song Jin'an's eyes were full of love. She wanted to hold the baby and feed him herself, but her arm function had not recovered well enough to hold him.

"Madam, once you've recovered, you'll be able to hold Miss tight again." Lin Ma noticed her momentary disappointment and comforted her with heartache.

(End of this chapter)

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