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The bodyguard naturally had no reason to refuse such a simple matter.
"You go and rest in the side bedroom for a while, this will be taken care of very soon."
Shen Ruoxi smiled at him, then turned and went to the master bedroom.
Her hand holding the storybook was shaking slightly, she wished she had hair like that.
But it didn't matter if she had no hair, she could still escape using the curtain.
She had made a point of checking earlier, and the curtains here were very strong, and there were only bodyguards upstairs.
All she had to do was jump out the window and she would definitely not be caught.
"Ye Mubei, you forced all of this on me."
Shen Ruoxi controlled the fear in her heart, intertwined the curtains and sheets in the room, tied them to the window, and climbed down.
There was still some distance from the end of the makeshift rope to the ground.
Still short of reaching the bottom, Shen Ruoxi didn't care anymore. Having come this far, she absolutely couldn't give up now.
So, gritting her teeth, she jumped down.
She felt an excruciating pain in her ankle, but this pain was nothing compared to her freedom.
She figured the bodyguards were probably about done changing the sheets by now, so without caring anymore, she limped out of the neighborhood.
After the bodyguards had changed the bedding, they were ready to call Shen Ruoxi back.
"Miss Shen, the bed sheets are changed, you can come back now."
When there was no response for a long time, the two of them realized something was wrong and quickly opened the room door.
Because the door was locked from the inside, it took them some time to get it open.
By the time they opened it, they saw the window ajar, with curtains and sheets tied to it.
"Damn it, she ran away."
It was because Shen Ruoxi had been too well-behaved lately that they hadn't watched her closely.
Now they understood that everything before had just been a setup.
The two of them notified Ye Mubei while frantically pursuing her.
"Driver, please go to Central Hospital."
By the time they arrived, they were just a step too late.
"You go after her, I'll wait here for Young Master Ye to return."
"OK."
Ye Mubei was very angry when he received the phone call.
Without even calling for a driver, he sped to the apartment all by himself.
Seeing the messy bedroom and the book "Lettuce Girl" that Shen Ruoxi had left by the bed.
"Hmph."
Ye Mubei let out a short, sharp laugh, as if mocking himself.
"What a cunning Lettuce Girl."
No wonder she didn't dare read the story to him. She was afraid that he would guess her intentions.
Shen Ruoxi, Shen Ruoxi, I really underestimated you.
"The curtain and the ground were still some distance apart, Miss Shen might have gotten injured."
To leave him, even at the risk of getting injured, she was that indifferent?
Ye Mubei's expression gradually turned cold, and without guessing, he knew where Shen Ruoxi had gone.
"Go directly to Central Hospital."
"Yes."
Shen Ruoxi, you better be just in the hospital. If you dare to run away, no matter where you go, I will make sure to catch you.
Right now, besides being angry, he was also worried. Shen Ruoxi's leg wound hadn't healed yet, and now she was exerting herself like this, it was unlikely nothing would go wrong.
Meanwhile, at the hospital,
Uncle watched Zhao Yiru stubbornly refusing to take her medicine, feeling rather helpless.
"What are you doing? You want to die for not taking medicine when you're sick?"
She had finally gotten out of a critical period, and now what was this all about?
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Moreover, he noticed that Zhao Yiru's attitude towards the caregivers had changed recently.
She would definitely not ask for their help if she could manage things on her own.
These changes all seemed to happen after Bai Feifei left, but he had no idea what exactly she said that day.
But judging from the result, it definitely wasn't anything good.
"Even if you don't take your medication, Ruoxi won't come back. You might as well focus on getting better now," he said.
He was concerned about Shen Ruoxi's situation too, but what could he do?
Shen Ruoxi opened the door to the ward in an embarrassed flurry, "Mom, please take your medicine."
She must have ran for a long time, finally making it to the ward.
Zhao Yiru didn't care about her current appearance anymore, only remembering Bai Feifei's words.
"Shen Ruoxi, look at the trouble you've caused. Did I raise you to grow up and be someone's mistress?"
Her tone had a trace of malice, and Shen Ruoxi felt chilled to the bone, her heart also sinking.
"Mom, who told you that? How could I possibly become a mistress?"
She wouldn't entangle with Ye Mubei anymore, she had already run away.
Zhao Yiru's headache flared up just thinking about that phone call.
"Even if not a mistress, that man is no good either."
How could he do such a thing right in front of her without feeling ashamed?
"Shen Ruoxi, let me put it straight today: if you continue to be with that man, don't acknowledge me as your mother in the future."
She could not stand idly by and watch Shen Ruoxi fall from grace; she had to pull her back onto the right path while there was still hope.
"Mom, I have nothing to do with him anymore, can't you stop this?"
Shen Ruoxi was very worried that her mother's heart condition might act up again.
But Zhao Yiru didn't believe her, thinking it was just an excuse Shen Ruoxi was making.
"Call him in front of me and tell him that you two will never be in contact again."
Shen Ruoxi reached for her pocket, then suddenly remembered her phone was still with Ye Mubei.
Right now, even if she wanted to make a call, she couldn't.
That pause, in Zhao Yiru's eyes, seemed like she was unwilling to call, as if she was saying yes but meaning no.
"You really can't forget that man!"
Zhao Yiru's good impression of Ye Mubei had now dropped to the lowest, finding him disgusting—a man who, despite being engaged, was involved with others.
And he had even forced Shen Ruoxi to do that in front of her; what was there to cling to with such a man?
"Mom, that's not what I mean," Shen Ruoxi pleaded.
"Not what you mean? Then what do you mean? I certainly don't want a daughter who's a mistress, to be scorned by everyone."
She always cared about her reputation and naturally would not allow Shen Ruoxi to tarnish it.
"I've lost my phone."
"How did you even get here if your phone was lost? You're just looking for excuses to fob me off!"
Zhao Yiru could no longer accept her explanations and felt that Shen Ruoxi was just making perfunctory excuses.
Meanwhile, Ye Mubei had arrived at the hospital.
"Which ward is Zhao Yiru in?" he asked.
His expression was very grim, not like someone who came to visit the sick, but rather like someone who came to take a life.
The nurses hemmed and hawed, not daring to speak to him.
Ye Mubei didn't have the patience to communicate with her, a single glance from him prompted his secretary to go and check.
"Madam Zhao is currently in ward 308, she is awake at the moment," his secretary reported.
Ye Mubei strode towards the third floor.
While heading up, he couldn't help but contemplate, what if Shen Ruoxi was not here?
The thought that this might be possible made Ye Mubei sneer coldly; the relatives around him kept their distance, afraid to get into trouble.
"Master Ye, we've arrived," his secretary announced.
"Hmm," he acknowledged.