It really sounds like an accident.
"Where are the troublemakers?" Meng Yao asked.
"The restaurant staff caught a few, but a few also got away." Zhao Dahe replied.
"None of the ones caught admitted to it. Besides, they claimed they didn’t know those people at all. They were just eating, and then somehow a commotion started." Zhao Dahe said, grimacing.
Originally, the pain was bearable for him.
But when his mother started rubbing it, the pain became unbearable.
"So, it wasn’t an accident." Meng Yao stated confidently, "The person who invited you?"
"It probably wasn’t them." Zhao Dahe thought for a moment and said, "Yun Ying isn’t like that."
Pausing, Zhao Dahe said with certainty, "It definitely wasn’t Yun Ying."
"Then someone knew about your dinner appointment and used it to their advantage. They wanted to kill two birds with one stone, break your leg, and then mislead you into thinking it was Yun Ying’s doing." Meng Yao said.
"By the way, Mom, I reacted quickly and brought that stick back." Zhao Dahe said.
"Where is it?" Meng Yao asked.
"Yue Sihai has it, ask him."
Meng Yao retrieved the stick from Yue Sihai, and as soon as she took it, she sensed something was wrong.
She shaved it with a knife, revealing it was a carefully crafted stick.
The outside was wood, but the core was heavy wrought iron.
Zhao Dahe patted his chest in fear, "Mom, I promise to listen to you from now on, whatever you say, I’ll do."
The special stick made it clear that someone really wanted to cripple his leg, and it wasn’t just his mother exaggerating.
He was so grateful his mother forced him to tie sandbags to his calves; without them, his leg would have surely been broken.
Little Shu and Little Hua were both interested in martial arts, but he wasn’t; after a few days of training, he lost interest.
Later, he traded the freedom for tying sandbags on his legs.
As his mother put it, if he can’t fight, then he has to be able to run. When danger arises, untie the sandbags, and he might not be nimble as a swallow, but he’d still run like the wind.
At first, he wasn’t used to it, but later, he slowly adapted.
He hadn’t expected the sandbags to save him.
"What about Yun Ying?" Meng Yao asked.
"Mom, I really don’t think it was him." Zhao Dahe said.
"Regardless, I need to see him for myself." Meng Yao said.
"Sihai and Wen Shu know where he is."
"You should rest for now, and I’ll let Sihai and Wen Shu know that your leg is broken." Meng Yao said.
"Why?" Zhao Dahe was puzzled. Get full chapters from 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Since it’s not an accident, someone must be watching you. We can’t just let this go, right?" Meng Yao gave him a look, "Besides, this way, it might be resolved once and for all. Once the news of your broken leg spreads, they should back off a little."
Zhao Dahe nodded thoughtfully.
"So, begin your performance! Young man." Meng Yao said.
"My leg, my leg!" Zhao Dahe wailed while banging the bed with the stick, "Why, why!"
A bit exaggerated, but still within normal reaction.
Meng Yao wiped her face and walked out, tears in her eyes.
Yue Sihai and Wen Shu were both panicked, stammering as they spoke, "Auntie, D-Dahe, h-how is he?"
Meng Yao sighed, "His leg’s broken, although I’ve set it, it’ll take a hundred days to heal... If we’re not careful, the bone might grow crooked, and his leg will be ruined."
Yue Sihai burst into tears, "How could this happen, how could this happen!"
Wen Shu looked guilty, murmuring, "Why wasn’t it me who got beaten..."
"I need to see Yun Ying, Dahe can’t suffer this in vain." Meng Yao said.
"Was it Yun Ying?" Yue Sihai was surprised.
"I don’t know yet, but I want to see him, Dahe said you know where he is." Meng Yao said.
"I’ll take you to him, auntie." Yue Sihai was indignant, clearly already blaming Yun Ying.
"Just tell me which inn he’s staying at, Dahe needs someone with him at all times, so I’ll need the two of you to stay with him." Meng Yao said.
"Is it okay for you to go alone, auntie?"
"It’s not like I’m going to brawl, just to understand the situation." Meng Yao said.
Yue Sihai told her the name and location of the inn, then stomped his foot, "Why is Su Ye not here at a time , if she were, she could accompany you, auntie."
"If you’re worried, wait for Su Ye to come back and have her assist me." Meng Yao said.
The place where Yun Ying stayed was tranquil and elegant, nothing like an inn.
At least, there wasn’t the usual hustle and bustle of an inn.
A servant came up, "Madam, what can I do for you?"
"I’m here to see Yun Ying." Meng Yao got straight to the point.
"Young Master Yun doesn’t—"
"Tell him I’m Zhao Dahe’s mother." Meng Yao interrupted the servant.
"Please wait a moment, madam."
Clearly, it wasn’t an inn.
More like a private property.
This Yun Ying must have an extraordinary identity.
Shortly, a handsome young man dressed in white appeared in Meng Yao’s view.
The thinner Qin Zheng was stunning, with striking features that could be seen and touched.
This person before her was also stunning, how to describe it, he had an aloof demeanor, removed from the mundane world.
"Madam, how is Brother Dahe’s leg?"
His voice, like him, was incredibly cold.
Yun Ying frowned slightly.
Oh my, save me, she had an urge to smooth out his brow.
"I’m partly responsible for this. Rest assured, madam, I will get to the bottom of this and give Brother Dahe an explanation." Yun Ying said.
"Does Young Master Yun know anyone who holds a grudge against you?" Meng Yao asked, unable to stop herself from lapsing into literary language.
Yun Ying was slightly surprised, Brother Dahe had said his mother was a rural woman.
It seemed she was a bit different from what he expected of a rural woman.
"What makes madam say this?"
"You had just met, and then Dahe got hurt right after. The ones who hurt him even fled. Does Young Master Yun really think this was just a simple accident?" Meng Yao countered.
"It’s suspicious." Yun Ying said.
"If it were just aimed at our Dahe, there wouldn’t be a need for such a extravagance." Meng Yao continued.
"Madam is suggesting someone is targeting me? Hurting Brother Dahe to create trouble for me?" Yun Ying asked.
"Though I don’t know Young Master Yun’s identity, I speculate that it must be significant enough that others wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on you." Meng Yao said calmly, "With Dahe’s leg broken, his future is ruined, and in such a situation, our family certainly won’t rest quietly."
Yun Ying nodded, "Madam makes sense."
"I hope Young Master Yun can find the culprit."
"Rest assured, madam, I will give you an explanation." Yun Ying promised.
"Then I won’t disturb you further, farewell."
"I know a very skilled doctor, I can bring him to treat Brother Dahe." Yun Ying said.
"I am a doctor myself, so there’s no need to trouble Young Master Yun." Meng Yao replied.
Meng Yao believed Yun Ying would definitely find out who’s behind it, but whether they find a scapegoat or the true mastermind remained uncertain.