Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 95 Oh my, the unremarkable suitor has returned for the second time?

Two staff members dressed in white medical uniforms quickly carried the stretcher onto the helicopter, while the rest of the staff evacuated the crowd in an orderly manner to ensure that the rescue route was unobstructed.

The woman on the stretcher had her eyes closed, her once rosy and full lips now bloodless, and a section of her dark hair by her ear had been burned off, the ends curling up. Her delicate face appeared pale, which lessened her sense of distance and aggression.

After boarding the plane, the medical team leader pulled down his mask and called out to Pei Weijin, who was standing not far away, "Mr. Pei, your injuries also need to be treated promptly. Aren't you going to the hospital with Miss Yan?"

As he spoke, he pointed to Pei Weijin's shoulder.

Pei Weijin looked down, his gaze sweeping over his shoulder. A long, narrow slit was cut into his black suit jacket, and dark red blood seeped into his white shirt, making it sticky and wet.

He must have been scratched by splinters when he squeezed through the warped wooden door, but he didn't even realize it.

"You guys go first, I'll come over with the others later."

The medical team leader nodded in understanding and made an OK sign. Then the helicopter roared into the sky and gradually disappeared into the horizon.

Several planes are still circling and searching above Xin Nan Mountain, while at the foot of the mountain, a cordon has been set up to keep people out of the safe zone.

As the sound of the helicopter disappearing into the distance faded away, Pei Weijin was preparing to arrange the follow-up matters when a clean bath towel flew onto his head.

Pei Weijin pulled off the bath towel, his brows furrowing slightly, but relaxed after seeing that it was Fu Zhuchen.

"Thanks."

Fu Zhuchen walked over with a nonchalant air, waving the couple's watch with Pei Weijin in his left hand and carrying a first-aid kit in his right, clicking his tongue in amazement:

"Oh my, what did I just hear from those people? A mediocre suitor made a second appearance?"

He complained, but didn't forget to urge, "Alright, stop staring so longingly, like a statue waiting for its wife. Dry yourself off first, I'll have someone come and treat your wounds. Don't look like a piece of wood, you'll get soaked."

Pei Weijin sat on a folding chair, carefully wiping his wet hair and face with a bath towel. Then he took off his soaked suit jacket, revealing the shirt underneath that was stuck to his skin.

Without uttering a sound, he patiently used iodine solution to separate the fabric from his skin, bit by bit.

Fu Zhuchen grimaced: "Didn't you have a phobia of germs? Why did you get yourself all covered in dirt? If you were really in a hurry, you could have just sent a bodyguard."

Pei Weijin smiled and said, "Besides myself, I can't be sure whether others have done their best. If they slack off even a little, I can't afford to take that risk."

He thanked him again solemnly: "Thank you for earlier."

Medical personnel arrived and quickly disinfected Pei Weijin's wound, carefully removing the splinter embedded in his flesh with tweezers.

Fu Zhuchen shrugged, yawned, and didn't seem to care much: "No need to thank me, it was just a small favor. If you really want to thank me, you should acquire Liteng Films..."

He originally intended to take the opportunity to throw Liteng Films back, but Pei Weijin, caught up in the conversation, directly picked up on it.

Pei Weijin waved his hand and readily agreed: "Yeah, we're all friends. It's just a small company, you can have it."

"???"

Fu Zhuchen was confused. Was that what he meant?

That old dog Pei! All he does is exploit people!

"But speaking of which, my sister-in-law is really amazing. I'm impressed. If I were locked in there, I would have just been waiting to die, but she managed to save herself. Even if she used all her strength, it would take many attempts to crack such a hard piece of wood, right?"

Pei Weijin chuckled: "She's always been incredibly capable, I admire her a lot."

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The police are taking statements and asking for details of the case.

Fan Wenran and Yan Zhuoyu were roommates, so they were the first to be questioned and the first to finish their questioning.

She stood on tiptoe, watching Cen Mo hand over the evidence bag filled with cell phone fragments to the police.

"hey-hey."

This time it's real, and it's live!

Upon learning that Yan Zhuoyu was actually Pei Weijin's wife, one of the male actors was initially astonished, but then he joked with a grin: "Haha, Director Tan, our crew is in luck now. With President Pei backing us up, winning the award is a piece of cake!"

The other person smiled knowingly: "Yeah, no wonder this young actor suddenly became popular. It turns out he's got powerful connections. If I had those resources, I'd be a superstar by now."

Upon hearing this, Fan Wenran rolled her eyes and retorted without hesitation, "People with wicked hearts see everything as crooked. If Sister Yan really got to where she is through connections, would she be here with us filming a movie in this desolate wilderness?"

"With your character, you call yourself a big star? Don't drag our movie down with you!"

The man blushed with embarrassment, clearly not expecting Fan Wenran to publicly retort to his jokes.

Upon seeing this, Fan Wenran's agent quickly stepped forward to calm him down, in order to prevent the situation from escalating and being exploited by those with ulterior motives.

Director Tan had just returned from taking a statement when he heard the commotion. He immediately ordered, "Quiet down! Everyone has witnessed Teacher Yan's performance and progress on set. If she becomes famous someday, it will be entirely due to her talent. Keep your mouths shut. No one is allowed to talk about what happened today."

Although he was surprised, he knew that it was enough to mind his own business and do his own job well.

The male actor who started it all outwardly behaved himself, but he still harbored a deep sense of resentment.

He quietly slipped aside, intending to share the explosive news he had just heard with his friends in the industry.

The male actor excitedly typed a few words: 【Hey, you know what, that…】

The sun in front of me was suddenly blocked, and a pair of women's combat boots came into view.

Immediately afterwards, Cen Mo steadily took the phone away.

Cen Mo said coldly, "I'm sorry, but this matter involves the secrets of the Pei and Fu groups. Please keep everything you saw and heard today strictly confidential."

She not only deleted the secretly taken photos, but also carefully checked any possible automatic backups to ensure everything was in order.

Cen Mo handed over a document: "Thank you for your cooperation. This is a confidentiality compensation agreement. If any information leakage is discovered, we will pursue legal action."

Left with no other choice, the male actor had to bite the bullet and sign the papers.

Everyone else went through the same process, without exception.

No wonder this person didn't leave with them; they caused such a commotion, and now they have to clean up the mess.

Director Tan readily agreed and signed the agreement without hesitation, and the others also pledged to keep quiet.

In this industry, there are no secrets that can't be uncovered; the only secrets that will surface are those where the price wasn't agreed upon.

These two individuals have enough wealth to kill any potential project before it even begins.

While the wound was being bandaged, Fu Zhuchen kept joking around with Pei Weijin.

After the medical staff finished bandaging the wound, they quietly packed up their belongings and left.

Just then, a male college student wearing a black T-shirt walked over. He looked somewhat similar to Fu Zhuchen. He was dressed in a youthful and lively manner, but he exuded a strong sense of class resentment.

Fu Zhuchen laughed when she saw him: "You little devil, come here, there's an empty chair, sit next to me."

Fu Yuan ignored his joking and reported the news he had just received: "My men intercepted those three people in the cave. The leader is Zhou Huaiye's younger brother, Zhou Huai'an. He not only had his face altered to look like Chen Tianming, but he even erased his fingerprints. We haven't notified the police yet. If Brother Pei wants to find out the details privately, I can arrange it."

After saying that, he made a clicking gesture.

This prompted Fu Zhuchen to slap him on the back of the neck: "Damn it, no, you're a 23-year-old sunny boy, can you stop saying such dark and creepy things? We're law-abiding citizens!"

Pei Weijin stood up: "Just hand it over to the police. I believe the country's laws will severely punish every criminal."

Fu Zhuchen chimed in, "Yes, the net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it. Moreover, the fact that this remote little mountain village could be connected with the Zhou family suggests that there's more to it than meets the eye."

By this time, the fire department had brought the fire under control, and the black smoke gradually dissipated, replaced by a light white mist.

The cabin was now in ruins, and the air was thick with the smell of burning coals.

Suddenly, based on clues left before Yan Zhuoyu fell into a coma, the police split into two groups and conducted a surprise search of the cellar and the village chief's office.

The people in the cellar cried out in alarm: "These barrels are full of rotting corpses! Call for backup immediately, cordon off the area, and start questioning the villagers!"