Assistant to My Contracted Husband
Chapter 1052: 1052: Husband Hero Saves the Beauty (2)

Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052: Husband Hero Saves the Beauty (2)

I hope nothing happens to him. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself.

Mu Wan paced toward the Cadillac, her beautiful eyes slightly red. When she reached the driver’s side door, she stopped abruptly as her gaze landed on the man behind the wheel…

It was Qin Mu.

Why is he here?

Mu Wan’s face changed slightly.

Due to the violent collision earlier, the airbag had deployed, leaving Qin Mu with a furrowed brow from the pain. The intense impact caused a brief dizziness and confusion. He raised a hand to rub his temples but… the most important concern was Mu Wan.

What happened to her?

Just moments ago, he’d seen the woman dart into the middle of the road. Without hesitation, Qin Mu had yanked the driver out of the seat and taken over, steering the car directly toward Mu Wan’s direction. As the sedan hurtled toward her, his instincts kicked in, and without regard for his own life, he slammed the car into it at full force to push it away.

Shit! Qin Mu really wanted to ask himself if he was fucking insane. Otherwise, how could he be as reckless as this woman, disregarding his own life?

Qin Mu narrowed his dark eyes, struggling to lift a hand to touch the car door… and opened it.

When Mu Wan saw the traces of blood on Qin Mu’s handsome face, her beautiful eyes widened in shock and she rushed toward him to support him. But in the next moment, she sensed cold hostility emanating from his dark gaze, as sharp as a blade slicing straight through her.

“Qin Mu, are you okay?”

The female secretary arrived, looking equally horrified.

Why… why was it Qin Mu in the driver’s seat?

“Mu Wan, Shit, are you out of your mind? Who the hell told you to wander around the street like that? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is? It’s full of cars…”

“I… I was just picking up my… my drawing. I’m sorry, really sorry.”

Qin Mu: “…”

Mu Wan hung her head like a child who had done something wrong, afraid to meet Qin Mu’s eyes. Her entire being was flustered, especially because she had no clue how serious Qin Mu’s injuries truly were.

They looked severe.

Mu Wan’s expression tensed. Her eyes brimmed with concern as she tentatively reached out a hand to touch his wound, though she hesitated, unsure of his condition.

“President Qin… Are… are you alright? I’ll call an ambulance right now.”

After speaking, the secretary quickly pulled out her phone and dialed 120 for emergency services.

As Qin Mu shot her a cold glance, Mu Wan tried to reach out again to help him, only for him to suddenly grab her wrist tightly.

“Mu Wan… Just for a worthless drawing? You were willing to throw your life away for that?”

If the painting was gone, as long as the artist remained, it could always be redone. But if a life was lost, then truly, nothing would be left.

Qin Mu’s lips curved into a mocking sneer as he extended his large hand, gripping the woman’s delicate wrist with a crushing force, as though he might break it.

Mu Wan winced from the pain, her brows furrowing… she bit her lips in an apologetic gesture.

“I’m sorry…”

She had merely thought… the painting that had been blown away was the sketch she’d drawn of Qin Mu wearing formal attire…

Only to realize it was actually the sketch of him playing basketball…

It didn’t matter which one—they were both very important to her.

But the sketch of Qin Mu in his formal suit… it truly felt more important than her own life.

Qin Mu’s gaze dropped and landed on Mu Wan’s small hand as she held the sketch. His dark eyes fixed on the drawing, and the mocking curve at the corner of his mouth deepened.