The curtain of rain washed over the car's window. Dongfang Mu was sitting in the car, his face devoid of his usual signature gentle smile, instead it was replaced by gloom.
Secretary Wan knew that from the moment he had heard about Qiao Yin's miscarriage, he hadn't smiled once, his mood worse than ever before.
He forced out the words: "Young Master Mu, our people have confirmed that Miss Qiao did indeed miscarry before she got to the hospital, she miscarried in Madam Lu's car."
"But what exactly happened in the car, our people couldn't find out. You might need to ask Miss Qiao directly."
"Miss Qiao fainted and was admitted to the gynecology ward of City Hospital yesterday. But when our people asked the treating doctor, the doctor insisted that Miss Qiao was suffering from hypoglycemia and refused to admit that she'd been pregnant. She must have been bought off."
