CHAPTER 461: CHAPTER 283 PLAYING IN THE PALM OF THE HAND 1_2

"What’s it to you?" Tian Xin bellowed.

Song Xuyao opened his mouth to speak, then hesitated. How should he describe his relationship with her?

Song Xuyao said nothing and turned to leave.

At the police station, in Zhuo Yufeng’s office.

Gu Qingchen and Bei Ran were both present. Zhuo Yufeng said, "The current testimony is against Qingchen. Wu Yan and several other guests saw Zhou Zhi clash with Qingchen and heard what Qingchen said."

"I said: I’ll take a scalpel and cripple him!" Gu Qingchen said.

"Right!" Zhuo Yufeng nodded, "That’s the sentence. And there’s video footage from outside the makeup room that caught Zhou Zhi pestering Bei Ran and you hitting Zhou Zhi. That’s on the testimonial side. Also, due to the power outage, which needless to say was premeditated, the surveillance cameras didn’t capture anything. The medical examiner confirmed that Zhou Zhi’s time of death was during the power outage."

Bei Ran immediately said, "I can attest that Qingchen was with me the whole time."

"The two of you are too close. Generally speaking, it’s not very likely that your testimony will be accepted!" Zhuo Yufeng stated.

"So, this wedding is also Qin Shan’s targeting Qingchen!" Bei Ran furrowed her brows, "Have you taken everyone’s fingerprints at the scene? Are any of them a match for Qin Shan’s?"

Zhuo Yufeng shook his head: "No. However, at the East Suburb female corpse skinning case, fingerprints were found at the scene, but I believe they were intentionally left by Qin Shan. He has fallen into a mania for murder, and once he starts, he can’t stop. This is a deliberate provocation of the police."

At this point, Gu Qingchen said, "We could turn the tables, and say I’m a suspect in a premeditated murder, to lure Qin Shan out."

"No way!" Bei Ran immediately protested eagerly, "Do you know how damaging that would be to your reputation? You are a dedicated doctor, the president of the Gu Group. Once your reputation is tarnished, how can you stand in the medical profession? What about the Gu Group?"

"Compared to my reputation, I care more about your safety," Gu Qingchen gazed at her intently.

Zhuo Yufeng looked at the two of them, deeply attached to each other, and said, "Apart from Qin Shan being a suspect, is there a possibility that Gu Yucheng is involved? After all, Qin Shan just had a case of female corpse skinning last night. From a psychological standpoint, he would not commit another crime so soon!"

Bei Ran nodded: "We can’t rule out that possibility. Gu Yucheng wants to swallow the Gu Group whole, and if Qingchen is implicated in a murder case, he can achieve his own goals."

Gu Qingchen remained silent. Whether it was the Gu Family or the Song Family, Qin Shan was also a descendant of the Song Family. They all forced him into a deadly situation. Was he being too outstanding also a fault?

"A common man is guiltless; the greater his capacities, the greater his responsibility!" Zhuo Yufeng looked at him and teased, "It’s your excellence that makes the Gu Song families envy you! Because it’s a suspected homicide case, we may need Qingchen to come back anytime to assist with the investigation..."

"I understand!" Gu Qingchen nodded, "Yufeng, let’s do this..."

The three of them conspired for a while, and then left one after another.

Gu Qingchen left the police station and went straight to the hospital. Bei Ran accompanied him.

With the driver in the front, Gu Qingchen and Bei Ran sat in the back. He pressed his hand to his forehead.

Seeing a hint of fatigue in his expression, Bei Ran sat on his lap and extended her slender fingers to massage his head gently.

She knew he was tired, always trying to keep it together.

Gu Qingchen gazed at her, having seen less of each other recently.

He clasped her waist with both hands, "Baby, I’ve been so busy lately, let me have a good look at you..."

No matter how busy life is, one must not neglect those around them. In youth, one does not understand life, but as one ages, one learns to cherish those close to them, and that is the best life.

Bei Ran lay in his arms as he tenderly and attentively stared at her...

Her eyes too were filled with adoration and love for him...

The scenery outside the car retreated continuously, but no matter how noisy and spectacular it was outside, inside the car, there were only their breathing sounds.

In their mutual gaze, they were silently expressing their affection for each other.

When emotions run deep, words become secondary.

A look, a gesture, had already said it all.

Gu Qingchen spoke softly, "It feels like it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, since I’ve seen our treasures..."

"Once this busy period is over, I’ll have more time," Bei Ran consoled him, "Don’t worry! Little Fishy idolizes you; her love for you is unwavering!"

"What about you?" Gu Qingchen had been this busy before, not coming home for ten days or half a month. That was during their marriage of convenience, when neither had much affection for the other. But now, it was different. There was a mutual fondness and a pair of adorable dragon and phoenix babies softening their hearts with affection.

Bei Ran looked at him and gave a sly smile, "I did a tarot reading for love yesterday, and it said I’ll have a run of peach blossom luck soon..."

"I’ll pluck them off one by one!"

"Oh, I have a gift for you!" Gu Qingchen announced.

Bei Ran’s eyes shimmered, a sign of her emotions stirring.

He then took out a small potted plant from the back seat and handed it to her.

Bei Ran was overjoyed to see the peach blossoms in full bloom during the cold winter, with pink petals amid the tender green leaves shining brilliantly.

And there were buds that were yet to bloom, just like the youth that has already passed us by.

"Wow..." Bei Ran exclaimed.

He always remembered that she said she liked peach blossoms.

Being a doctor, cultivating these was a simple task for him. The key was whether he was willing to do it or not!

In the past, the gifts he gave her were expensive and luxurious, but everyone knew these required no thought, achievable merely with money.

But now, the gift he gave her, which he had cultivated himself, was something others couldn’t do, one of a kind.