Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 442 - 441: That day’s incident... scared me a lot

Chapter 442: Chapter 441: That day’s incident... scared me a lot

"As long as it’s a way that makes you comfortable, I will do it. Speak up, okay?"

"I... thought of Sister Xue..." Xing Ling’s voice was hoarse.

Ye Sihan held her without moving, listening.

"Back then, I also witnessed Sister Xue lying in a pool of blood." Tears rolled down Xing Ling’s cheeks, "She died because of me... I don’t understand why..."

Finding the murderer who killed Li Xue was also a thorn in Ye Sihan’s side.

The murderer appeared to be very professional, hiding very well.

As time went by, it became even harder to catch them.

"It’s my fault, I can’t even find a murderer." Ye Sihan said gravely.

Suppressing the rage within.

Xing Ling didn’t speak.

But she knew it wasn’t Ye Sihan’s fault.

It was the murderer who was too cunning.

She was too useless...

Meng Jilin continued to care for his cats in his villa.

Previously, even the cat was taken back for testing and analysis, and it was through the murderer’s fingerprints found on it that they identified the killer.

"You really are my good assistant, come, a reward for you, a fresh fish." Meng Jilin caught a fish from the tank and fed it to the cat’s mouth.

The cat, clueless, just nibbled at it.

Crushing the head of the little fish bit by bit.

Crunching as it chewed.

Meng Jilin watched with a satisfied smile on his face.

The death of Chen Xindian was inevitable.

Because he had orchestrated it.

He had known long ago that there was a young man who abused cats in the villa area.

A problem he had since childhood.

His family, fearing exposure, had always kept him confined at home.

But how can an adult be confined? Whenever he heard a cat’s meow, he couldn’t help himself.

He deliberately let Niannian out, once, twice, there would always be a time when that pervert would hear.

And sure enough, something happened.

Is Xing Ling feeling heartbroken now? Heartbroken enough to want to leave Ye Sihan, perhaps?

If he incited further, he would definitely achieve the desired effect.

After a while, Meng Jilin made a phone call to Xing Ling.

The other party answered, "Hello?"

"Are you doing okay?" Meng Jilin asked.

Xing Ling didn’t speak.

"They say they found the murderer, but I think it’s too simple." Meng Jilin said.

"What do you mean?" Xing Ling asked.

"I’m wondering, that murderer is always at home, not going out, how come he just happened to run out and kill someone that day? Or is it that someone deliberately used the cat abuser’s mentality to cover up their own crime?" Meng Jilin pondered and analyzed.

"Why would someone kill Chen Xindian? The police checked, Chen Xindian’s social connections are very simple, it couldn’t have been a crime of passion or vengeance." Xing Ling said.

"Could it be because of the incident where you fell into the pool last time, which upset Ye Sihan?" Meng Jilin suggested.

Xing Ling was stunned, "How could that be? If he were really displeased, why would he still allow them to follow me? It wouldn’t lead to murder."

Feeling utterly perplexed.

"Because apart from that, I really can’t think of any other motive." Meng Jilin paused and added, "Although I don’t know much about Ye Sihan, the outside world’s tales about him are quite terrifying, killing for him is as simple as squashing an ant!"

"Stop it, I don’t believe this stuff." And with that, Xing Ling hung up the phone.

Sitting there, her mind buzzing.

Why would Meng Jilin think Ye Sihan did it?

When Li Xue was killed, everything also pointed to Ye Sihan.

Of course, since the murderer was never found, she gradually felt that Ye Sihan wasn’t the killer.

Now, they’re saying Chen Xindian’s death was related to Ye Sihan.

It was even more preposterous than considering him the murderer of Li Xue!

Could there be details she was unaware of?

Afterward, she kept her troubles to herself, not revealing a thing to Ye Sihan.

But she would occasionally pay attention to Ye Sihan’s routines and behaviors.

They still slept together every day.

Every morning, she woke up in his arms.

Once she realized that Ye Sihan wouldn’t do anything more excessive, she accepted it with peace of mind.

Waking up in the middle of the night, she would stare at the sleeping face of Ye Sihan—could it really have something to do with Ye Sihan?

In her heart, Sihan was powerful, capable of taking anyone’s life with ease.

And just as capable of disappearing without a trace.

Xing Ling felt uncomfortable inside and wanted to turn over.

As soon as her body started to separate a little, the arm around her waist tightened, pressing her closer into his embrace.

Xing Ling frowned and looked over, Ye Sihan was not awake; it was his subconscious reaction.

Her scenes had been put on hold for several days.

Her body had long since recovered, so she went to the film set.

The shooting location for the villa had changed to another place, and the interior scenes were slightly modified.

The assistant by Xing Ling’s side had been replaced.

And in the distance, two bodyguards wearing sunglasses followed.

It was obvious that they were arranged by Ye Sihan.

The atmosphere on the set was no different from before, as if the incident that had happened was unrelated to them.

So what if they cared?

At first it was painful, but gradually it was forgotten.

That’s just how people are.

After shooting for two days, Sihan would come to have lunch with her every noon.

And at the end of the workday, he would personally come to pick her up.

He protected her without any leaks.

On the way back, Xing Ling said, "From tomorrow on, let’s not do this. I feel like I can’t breathe."

"I’m not at ease," Ye Sihan said.

"There’s nothing to worry about, hasn’t the killer been caught already?" Xing Ling looked out the car window and said calmly.

"Do you have any other requests? You can bring them up with me."

"No, that’s it."

"... Okay," Ye Sihan agreed with a taut face.

Although his inner desire was to control her forcefully, it would just return to how things were before.

He didn’t want to see that.

The next day, Ye Sihan truly did not show up, not even the distant bodyguards were in sight.

Only two new assistants were by her side.

Xing Ling knew that Ye Sihan was compromising, and if she didn’t even want the assistants, she feared it would displease that man.

Let’s consider it as both sides taking a step back.

On ordinary days, Xing Ling would either be shooting scenes or sitting there, lost in thought.

After lunch, she sat in the car to rest, the window lowered to leave a small crack.

The assistants were sitting outside on the chairs, seemingly chatting, but in reality, they were focusing all their attention on the car.

Fearing something might happen to her.

The ringtone of the phone broke the silence, Xing Ling opened her eyes, glanced at the caller, and answered, "Doctor Meng."

"You’ve gone back to filming?"

"I have."

"That’s good, I was worried you would suffer some psychological trauma."

"Thank you for your concern." Xing Ling thought for a moment and asked, "Do you know any psychologists?"

"Yes, are you thinking of seeing a psychologist?"

"Hmm, the incident that day... It’s made me very afraid," Xing Ling said.

"There are good psychologists at the hospital where I work. If you ever want to come, I can make an appointment for you in advance," Meng Jilin said enthusiastically.

"Let’s do it today after I finish work."

"Okay."

Xing Ling hung up the phone and closed her eyes to continue resting.

Before four o’clock, Xing Ling left the set early, insisting on going alone.

The two assistants were terribly anxious, continuously asking where she was going.

Xing Ling said she had a meeting with a friend.

Looking out the car window, she thought, what’s there to be anxious about? The driver was also arranged by Ye Sihan.

Upon arriving at the hospital entrance, Meng Jilin was already waiting for her.