Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 342 Who is the real culprit?

Chapter 342: Chapter 342 Who is the real culprit?

When Xiahou Yi woke up, Yin Hehe had already calmed Sheng Siyuan down and gotten him to agree to stay in the hospital.

Upon hearing that the old man had woken up, Yin Hehe immediately left the hospital room.

Sheng Siyuan followed close behind.

"Director, how is he doing?"

Since family members couldn’t enter the intensive care unit, Yin Hehe could only wait for the doctor to come out before asking.

"He’s doing very well, he’s passed the critical period," the director, who came out, replied with great joy upon seeing her.

A weight lifted off Yin Hehe’s heart.

She looked towards the intensive care unit and noticed that the old man who had been taken off the respirator was now weakly turning his head to look in her direction.

When their eyes met,

Yin Hehe saw tears in the eyes of the old man who had been powerful and influential his entire life.

Was he crying?

Moved to tears?

Yin Hehe felt somewhat uneasy.

Just then, the old butler arrived, and upon seeing her standing there, he approached her side, visibly moved.

"Xiaoyin, we owe you a great debt this time. If it weren’t for you, the old general would not have woken up again last night."

"Why stand on ceremony? You entrusted him to my care, naturally I had to watch over him well," Yin Hehe replied casually.

The old butler’s throat was choked with emotion again, and as he turned his head to look at the little heir of their house standing closely behind the young woman, he couldn’t help but smile with relief.

"Young Master, your contribution last night was also significant. The general has said that as soon as he’s discharged, he’ll make sure to reward you well," the old butler said.

"..."

There was no response whatsoever.

Sheng Siyuan stood behind Yin Hehe, his deep, cold eyes fixated only on the woman in front of him, unable to see anything else.

The old butler could only smile helplessly.

"By the way, was the fake doctor who attacked last night caught?" Yin Hehe suddenly asked.

The old butler nodded right away, "He’s been caught."

"Where is he?" Yin Hehe’s eyes lit up immediately.

Soon after learning from the old butler that the culprit was detained in their manor, Yin Hehe decided to meet this person.

She had resolved that if she could get the real mastermind behind the attack from this man’s confession, then she could lift the crisis threatening the Xiahou Family.

And then, she would be able to return home to Jiangbei with Sheng Siyuan.

Yin Hehe returned to the manor.

"Xiaoyin, who do you think sent this person? Could it possibly be the Shen Family?" the old butler asked with a hint of excitement as they went to see the culprit.

Yin Hehe smiled.

The answer seemed to have no suspense whatsoever.

Yin Hehe finally met the person.

A very young face, but oddly enough, he didn’t panic at all when he saw Yin Hehe coming in.

"What’s your name? Where are you from?" Yin Hehe casually dragged a chair over, sat down in front of him, and asked.

"Zhang Qiang, from the north."

He was surprisingly honest.

Seeing this, Yin Hehe simply asked the old butler for a pen and a notebook, ready to record as she questioned.

"Why did you try to kill Xiahou Yi? Do you have a grudge against him?"

"No, I’m a hitman!"

"A hitman?" Yin Hehe’s gaze sharpened, and the pen she was writing with paused.

So, an assassin, no wonder there was such calmness.

However, since the person is an assassin, why did they end up in their hands? Based on her years of dealing with assassins, in such employer-employee relationships, the norm was that upon capture, to avoid betraying their employer, they would usually choose to end their own life.

Yin Hehe continued to write in the notebook, "So, who hired you?"

The assassin: "I don’t know them, I only take the jobs and never ask who the employer is."

Yin Hehe: "Is that so? Where did you accept the task?"

"Naturally, at the black market."

"However, according to the rules of the black market, once the price goes above a million, assassins will usually demand to know the information of the employer. After all, it could be a matter of buying one’s own life, couldn’t it?"

She looked up, her sharp gaze piercing like a knife through the dimly lit room at the man.

In that instant, the man’s face changed color.

"You... how do you know all this?" His voice changed, becoming very nervous.

Yin Hehe let out a faint chuckle.

"You don’t need to worry about how I know these things, you just need to tell me who your true employer is. I should remind you that by letting you fall into our hands, that person is trying to use you to mislead our attention. In other words, from the moment you took the job, you were already a dead piece on the board!"

"..."

The entire room fell into a silence as still as death.

And the assassin, his face drained of all color, stared at the young woman before him with immense horror.

He hadn’t expected that there would be such a formidable person in this royal residence.

Wasn’t it said that without Xiahou Yi here, this place was full of nothings? How suddenly had such a figure appeared?

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, he realized something.

"You... are you Xiahou Yi’s daughter-in-law?" Suddenly, he looked up at Yin Hehe, his expression a mix of shock and anger.

This expression was very interesting.

Yin Hehe put down her pen, stood up from the chair, and stepped in front of the man.

"What’s the matter? I have been in the imperial capital for less than two months. Has my reputation already become so prominent that even assassins know my name?"

"..."

"Or are you suggesting that your employer initially intended to take Xiahou Yi’s life and Yin Hehe was also a target? Only, in the end, you failed, didn’t you?"

She extended two fingers, gently lifted the chin of the assassin, forcing him to look at her, then asked, word by careful word.

Sure enough, as her words fell, the assassin’s face became even paler in her grasp.

"I... I don’t know!" He twisted his head away, both shocked and panicked, plainly unable to face Yin Hehe’s eyes.

It seems that was indeed the case.

That made her curious; if the true employer was the Shen Family, why would Yin Hehe be of any concern to them?

They had no reason to kill her.

So, who was this employer exactly?

Just as Yin Hehe’s interest intensified and she prepared to continue her questioning, suddenly, footsteps sounded from outside.

"Grandfather Zhong, are you in there?"

It was Xiahou Jingmu who had come.

The old steward inside, without a second thought, answered, "Yes, Jingmu, what is it you need?"

He walked to the door.

Just then, Xiahou Jingmu also entered, and upon hearing he was inside, he pushed the door and stepped in.

"Eh? You’re here too, this is..."

The young general, still with his arm in a sling, saw Yin Hehe and the assassin in the room and showed a very surprised expression.

Seeing this, Yin Hehe could only give up her questioning for now.

"It’s nothing, by the way, Junior General, you still have injuries, why would you suddenly come to the royal residence? Is there something you need?"

Yin Hehe did not reveal to this person that the man behind was the perpetrator of last night’s incident, but casually responded, as she also approached the door.