"But I really did curse him, I told him to go die with mom."
Qin Mu didn't know what Mu Yichen was thinking; she simply turned around suddenly and buried her face in his shoulder, because her eyes burned too hotly with sudden fear.
"This accident has nothing to do with you, Mumu!"
His deep voice called out to her, suddenly giving her a bad premonition.
Qin Mu struggled to restrain her own self-blame and fear, forcefully sniffing and raising her eyes to look at him.
"Could it be not an accident?"
Mu Yichen's dark eyes suddenly became suspicious, he glanced toward the ICU, then lowered his head and said to Qin Mu, "Could it be premeditated murder?"
Qin Mu tensed up, her face turning deathly pale instantly.
"Right, that truck at that time, it seemed to be heading straight for us."
Uncle Wang, not far away, turned his head listening to their conversation, his eyes seemed to relive the collision scene.
