CHAPTER 185: CHAPTER 183: HIS LIFE HANGS BY A THREAD

When Jian Xi arrived, Jiang Qimeng was still feigning innocence, urging Old Master Si not to take this matter to heart while actually fanning the flames.

"Ha!" Jian Xi scoffed, walking over. "It seems I’ve arrived at an inconvenient time. Did I interrupt the film queen’s performance?"

Jiang Qimeng, furious and agitated, retorted, "Jian Xi, look at the mess you’ve caused! You still have the audacity to come here?" She was desperate to pin the blame on Jian Xi for harming Si Junyan.

On the way, Jian Xi had already heard the full story from Housekeeper Qi’s men.

"Why shouldn’t I come? If I truly didn’t, wouldn’t I be drowned by the slander you’ve heaped on me?"

Jian Xi approached and knelt halfway before Old Master Si. "Grandfather, this matter has nothing to do with me. However, no matter how I explain, I’ll still be under suspicion."

Old Master Si’s sharp eyes glinted. He coughed and said, "Junyan nearly lost his life. This is no small matter, and I won’t let anyone who harmed him off the hook."

Jiang Qimeng was pleased, a cunning calculation flashing in her eyes. Grandfather is still angry, so Jian Xi won’t have an easy time. It would be best if she died. Nothing could be better. I never expected to get everything so effortlessly. If only I’d known, I would have stabbed Si Junyan a few times myself sooner!

Housekeeper Qi, understanding the cue, touched his nose and also began to blame Jian Xi. "Miss Jian, all the evidence points to you. What explanation can you offer the Old Master?"

Jian Xi felt an indescribable bitterness, her small face crumpling just as she was about to speak.

Si Yuhuan spoke up first. "Grandfather, don’t you think all the evidence is too neat? The absence of any loose ends is the biggest problem."

He shielded Jian Xi. "She is still my woman. You can’t just dispose of her as you wish. I will have this matter thoroughly investigated."

Old Master Si pressed his lips together, feigning sternness. "Hmph! Since you’ve said so, then you’d better hope I don’t find any proof of her harming Junyan. Otherwise, I won’t let her off."

After speaking, Old Master Si huffed and had Housekeeper Qi push his wheelchair to the adjacent room to await the results.

Jiang Qimeng’s eyes widened. Just like that? Grandfather isn’t going to punish Jian Xi?

She glared fiercely at Jian Xi. If looks could kill, Jian Xi would already be riddled with a thousand holes.

"Yuhan, why are you protecting her? Junyan is so badly injured, yet you’re indifferent? He’s your cousin! Your cousin who shares your blood! Is he less important than a divorced woman?"

"Shut up!" Si Yuhuan glared at her. "Grandfather is here. You’d better watch what you say."

He himself didn’t know why he had instinctively protected Jian Xi. He knew even more clearly that Grandfather must never find out about their divorce. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to bear the consequences.

Jiang Qimeng was so angry she felt like she would explode. But she couldn’t talk back, fearing she might annoy Si Yuhuan. She could only swallow her grievances, her eyes reddening as she said, "I’m sorry, I was muddled with anger. I shouldn’t have said those things. But you really can’t cover for her anymore. She’s truly gone too far."

"I know very well what I should and shouldn’t do. I don’t need your guidance." Si Yuhuan was already very impatient.

Jiang Qimeng opened her mouth but dared not say anything more.

Jian Xi was slightly stunned. Did Si Yuhuan just protect me? A feeling she had never experienced before, surreal yet palpable, began to flow slowly through a part of her heart. She couldn’t help but pinch her fingertips; it was real. She couldn’t stop herself from looking up at him. His imposing height of one meter eighty-eight, standing steadfastly before her, enveloped her in an intangible sense of security. An indescribable feeling swelled in her chest, threatening to burst out, but she forcibly suppressed it.

"I don’t need anyone’s protection. Since you claim I’m involved, then I’ll send in the best doctor."

With that, Jian Xi turned to look at the door.

Jian Sirun was standing there.

He adjusted his glasses. His white coat made him look like a god descended from heaven, distinguished and dignified.

As he walked in, Jiang Qimeng’s heart nearly leaped out of her chest. He... he’s here!

Jian Sirun approached, stood opposite Si Yuhuan, and raised an eyebrow. "So, you do have some conscience, kid." He had seen everything that just transpired. If his sister hadn’t called, he wouldn’t have given this case a second glance. Who did Si Junyan think he was, to warrant his personal attention?

Jian Xi moved closer to her fourth brother. "I feel like they’re playing tricks on me."

"Don’t worry, leave it to me."

Jian Sirun looked at Jiang Qimeng and stated deliberately, word by word, "Even if the King of Hell decrees his death at the third watch, I can delay it until the fifth. Going in will make everything clear."

Jiang Qimeng abruptly rushed forward and grabbed his wrist. "They’re performing emergency treatment inside! You can’t go in!"

Si Yuhuan looked at her, his gaze profound and meaningful.

Jian Sirun recoiled as if touched by a virus and flung her hand off. "Miss Jiang, if you have something to say, say it. Don’t touch me."

Jiang Qimeng clenched her molars tightly. Men had always fallen at her feet; she had never encountered such undisguised disgust! Damn those Jians! Not a single one of them is any good. Sooner or later, she would make sure the entire Jian Family was annihilated.

"I... I mean, they’re performing emergency treatment inside. If a doctor suddenly goes in, it might disrupt the procedures. If an accident were to happen because of that..."

"I will take full responsibility."

Having said that, Jian Sirun directly pushed the door open and went inside.

Jiang Qimeng’s heart plunged into an icy abyss. She was so scared she almost stopped breathing.

Si Yuhuan asked in a cold voice, "Are you that afraid of him treating Junyan? Or is there some trickery afoot?"

Jiang Qimeng swallowed nervously. "How could that be possible!"

"Jian Sirun is a genius doctor, ranked in the top three internationally. With him here, there really won’t be any accidents unless Si Junyan is faking his illness," Si Yuhuan said leisurely, his words nearly suffocating Jiang Qimeng.

He truly believed Jian Xi without a shred of doubt!

Jian Xi smirked. She didn’t believe that Si Junyan, who cherished his life so dearly, would actually stab himself in critical spots.

A short while later, the door opened, and a nurse came out.

Jian Xi recognized her; she was her fourth brother’s right-hand woman, brought from abroad, who had followed him inside.

"Miss Jian, this Si Junyan... he really almost died."

Jian Xi furrowed her brow. How could that be possible? Judging by Jiang Qimeng’s earlier reaction, Si Junyan definitely couldn’t have been truly injured. Everything was clearly a setup. But Fourth Brother’s judgment can’t be wrong. Could it be... Si Junyan knew in advance I was prepared and would have Fourth Brother come, so he really inflicted those life-threatening wounds on himself?

She bit her red lip and met Si Yuhuan’s accusing gaze without a word.

Inside, emergency treatment was underway. Outside, Jiang Qimeng grew smug and began to relentlessly taunt Jian Xi with veiled, sarcastic remarks.

Jian Xi couldn’t be bothered with her. She sat quietly on a chair in the corridor, playing with her phone. She didn’t care whether Si Junyan lived or died; she only cared about how she would handle the aftermath if he survived.

Finding Jian Xi an eyesore, Jiang Qimeng sneered, "Someone’s inside fighting for their life, and Miss Jian has the leisure to play Super Mario here? Were you so starved for affection in your childhood that you’re deliberately trying to be an attention-seeker now?"