The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband

Chapter 307: Are You Sure You Don’t Need Me to Prove It?_1

Lawson Perry mused, “You can slowly dig into this in your spare time. It’s not our most urgent matter. What I want to know the most right now is, who’s trying to smear my reputation and who can salvage my image damaged from the gas station explosion!”

Nan Yin nodded, “Yes.”

…

The next morning, Ye Xingguang woke up to the news that someone had exposed the gas station explosion as Ye Shiting’s own doing, explained in great detail.

“Damn!” Ye Xingguang couldn’t control her voice.

If it weren’t for her rushing into the fire, Ye Shiting would’ve been finished by now. The one who called it his own doing, were they insane?

She called Ye Junqing, asking if she needed to testify about how perilous the fire was.

“You’re awake?” Ye Junqing’s voice was soft and magnetic.

“Yeah, yeah, I woke up and saw such news. It almost got my blood boiling. I can testify; your brother was genuinely in grave danger. The doctor also said that had he been there any later, he would’ve suffocated to his death. How could that have been self-engineered?”

Ye Junqing felt like his heart was ironed over, warm and moved at hearing her concern for his family. Maybe her previous nonchalance was due to their relationship issues.

Ye Junqing couldn’t help reflecting – why was it so hard for them to get along?

As he pondered, he said, “Don’t worry. The elder brother will take care of this. You should stay put in Guy City, take care of your dad, and ignore the rest.”

“Are you sure I don’t need to testify?” Ye Xingguang insisted.

“No.”

Family testimonials are not enough for substantiation. If she comes forth now, she may get entangled. After all, a weak girl pulling a grown man out of a fire seems implausible and more like a show.

Ye Xingguang regretted, “Okay then, I’m getting up now. I’ll call you again when I’m back at the hotel tonight.”

“Is it still raining in Guy City today?”

Ye Xingguang pressed the electric curtain button. As the curtain opened, bright light shone in, revealing a sky as blue as the washed ocean, forming a beautiful horizon.

“Great, it’s a sunny day.”

Ye junqing was relieved, “All right then, I’m off to an early meeting.”

He then added, “Are you feeling okay?”

Last night, she did feel a bit sick. However, after taking a pill bought by her elder brother, she felt better.

Ye Xingguang responded, “I am fine. I’ll call around eight tonight.”

……

At eight in the evening, Ye Xingguang didn’t call Ye Junqing from the hotel as her father’s condition worsened.

He was shivering to the point, even covering in a cold sweat, the vital sign monitors were also off.

Chang Danran rushed over. Her father stubbornly refused medication and ordered everyone to leave the room.

Under this condition, how could they leave the room?

Song Chuanqi didn’t know how to explain, the more people were around him, the more uncomfortable he felt. Finally, he understood the other kind of torment his son-in-law had spoken about.

He couldn’t describe the feeling. It was like a hungry beast wanted to feed, but what it desired wasn’t food, but blood.

Could this be the thirst for blood his son-in-law was talking about?