Meng Jiaorui cried so hard that everyone in the ward showed sympathy for her.
She is the pillar of the Red Sea, and she relies on her voice to achieve her fame and status today.
Once your voice is broken, you will no longer be able to sing, which means your future is completely ruined.
"Mr. Mu, can you take a few steps to talk?" The policeman took the initiative to signal to him.
Mu Wenhao looked eerie and terrifying as he followed the police out of the ward.
"Mr. Mu, based on the information we have so far, it seems more like someone deliberately poisoned Miss Meng. The purpose was to destroy Miss Meng's voice. Have Miss Meng and you ever offended anyone?"
The policeman looked solemn. He dared to openly poison someone on such an important occasion. It was simply lawless.
However, except for Meng Jiaorui, no one else at the banquet has behaved strangely so far, so this is most likely a targeted poisoning incident.
Mu Wenhao's eyes flickered. Although he didn't know if Meng Jiaorui had any enemies, he had countless enemies.
Now that everyone outside has identified Meng Jiaorui as Ye Zi, it is not impossible to destroy Hong Hai's pillar and attack his career.
but!
How could the other party guess that Meng Jiaorui would appear at the Chamber of Commerce today and prepare poison in advance? !
"Mr. Mu?"
The policeman looked at his thoughtful expression and felt that he had thought of something.
The next second, Mu Wenhao returned to his normal state and said indifferently: "Comrade police, although we are doing business innocently, it is inevitable that there will be some interests involved, and it is normal to be hated by others. Now if you let me say it, I will offend you. Who it is, I can’t be completely sure.”
"As for Meng Jiaorui, she is usually friendly and kind. I have never heard her say she had a conflict with anyone."
The police thought he could provide some useful clues, but they didn't expect him to take them over so lightly, as if he was deliberately concealing something.
But if he didn't tell them, it would be hard for them to press him.
"In this case, if Mr. Mu thinks of any clues later, please contact us at any time. Miss Meng, we will come over later."
After all, Meng Jiaorui is still in a very excited state now.
Mu Wenhao nodded and watched the police leave.
At this time, the person in charge of the banquet also walked out of the ward and said goodbye to Mu Wenhao.
"Mr. Mu, we will truthfully report the situation here to the leadership. We deeply apologize for such a thing happening, and we will definitely urge the Public Security Bureau to investigate and find out the results as soon as possible. You can also comfort Miss Meng."
Mu Wenhao perfunctorily left them, and then his ears finally became quiet.
He did not choose to enter the ward immediately, but took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit them directly.
A nurse noticed the situation here and walked over quickly to remind: "Family member, you can't smoke here."
Mu Wenhao's cold eyes fell on the nurse, which made the nurse take a shaky breath and had to bite the bullet and continue: "You...if you really want to smoke, you can go to the door in front."
The next second, Mu Wenhao threw the remaining half of the cigarette on the ground, crushed it with his foot, pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.
Meng Jiaorui, who was still sobbing, tensed up when she heard the door opening.
She didn't dare to look up at all, and her palms were sweating nervously.
With lowered eyes, he saw Mu Wenhao's pair of high-end handmade leather shoes standing in front of the hospital bed.
Although she had made enough mental preparations, when her neck was suddenly pinched by Mu Wenhao, she was still so frightened that her face turned pale.
He looked at Mu Wenhao with panic and fear.
At this time, Mu Wenhao was extremely terrified.
The severe suffocation made Meng Jiaorui want to ask for help, but her already injured throat could no longer make a sound under the shackles of Mu Wenhao.
She breathed with her mouth wide open, taking in as much oxygen as possible.
But Mu Wenhao seemed to have no intention of letting her go, and his big hands like iron pliers continued to tighten.
The oxygen in her chest was rapidly depleted, and Meng Jiaorui began to struggle fiercely, pulling on his wrist.
But even if she exhausted all her strength, she still couldn't shake Mu Wenhao in the slightest.
Time seemed to become particularly painful. Just when Meng Jiaorui thought she was about to die, Mu Wenhao finally let go of his hand.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."
Meng Jiaorui's face had turned red and she was coughing violently. The fear of coming back from the brink of death swept over her deeply.
Mu Wenhao looked at her condescendingly, and she looked like a dead person in his sinister eyes.
"How dare you plot against me?"
What he hates most in his life is being plotted against, and it's a woman he doesn't take seriously at all.
Meng Jiaorui's eyes were red, not from grievance but from fear.
"I don't……
Every word spoken by the hoarse voice was very laborious.
Mu Wenhao pinched her face again, as if to crush her bones, forcing her to look into his cold eyes.
"Come to the Chamber of Commerce and tell everyone that you are Ye Zi, my fiancée, and then take the opportunity to ruin your own voice. I really underestimated you before!"
It's not hard to guess how it all connects.
By the end, his facial features were twisted into a ball.
Meng Jiaorui's heart was beating wildly, and she knew she had to deny it now.
"I...really...no. How could I...hurt myself..."
"Because as long as you do this, you will be the real Ye Zi. Now everyone around the world knows that Ye Zi was poisoned and his throat was injured, and he will never be able to perform on stage again."
Mu Wenhao felt angry and wanted to kill her right away!
"It's not... me. Boss Mu, you believe me... it's not me..."
Meng Jiaorui burst into tears and kept shaking her head in denial.
Mu Wenhao snorted coldly, "Of course you can't come up with such a plan. Who is making suggestions for you?"
In fact, he already had the answer in his heart, but he still wanted to hear Meng Jiaorui say it himself.
"I... don't understand what you are talking about. I... really just want to... accompany you today, so I came here... cough cough cough..."
A mouthful of blood oozed out along with Meng Jiaorui's cough. Her face turned from red to pale, and she looked painful.
Mu Wenhao wanted to continue questioning, but the nurse opened the door and walked in. Sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, she quickly said: "Bed 12, it's time for the injection."
Mu Wenhao turned around with a cold face and walked away, completely ignoring Meng Jiaorui's life and death.
Instead of being sad, Meng Jiaorui collapsed on the hospital bed as if relieved. All the strength in her body was gone, replaced by a burning sensation in her throat.
But all the efforts were worth it, and she finally got over it.
