Chapter 1990: Afraid She’ll Be Traumatized

After that he retreated outside to wait, making sure the Young Madam didn’t notice him.

Hiding his merit and fame deep away.

“Everyone, tell me the specifics. Who’s the one calling the police?”

A male officer in his early forties came over, wearing a police cap. The surrounding officers were all greeting him as he emerged, so he looked like he was fairly high-ranking. He personally took over the case, his gaze sweeping lightly across the few of them. The sharpness in his brows and eyes was clearly something honed over many years, yet it didn’t make people feel uncomfortable.

Nan Jiaojiao stepped forward. “Me.”

The officer nodded mildly. “Please tell me the details.”

“Here’s the thing!”

Nan Jiaojiao hadn’t even started when Song Yuan pushed herself over in the wheelchair. Smiling, she said, “There’s some talk online, I don’t know where it came from, saying Jiaojiao and I don’t get along. I was in the hospital and didn’t get the news right away, but as soon as I found out, I went live to clarify. It’s just that before I could clear up the misunderstanding, Jiaojiao came to the station. She’s very upset and wants an answer. Actually, this kind of thing we can talk over in private, but I was afraid she’d be further agitated and might do something inappropriate here at the station, so I cooperated and came along for this.”

What Song Yuan said sounded very polished, but every bit of meaning was pinned down on the literal surface, as if she was afraid her emotional intelligence was too high for people to understand. Winding through her words was a mix of half-truths and casual nonsense.

The officer didn’t show any particular reaction, just nodded. “Got it. But you’re not the one who called us, so I still have to question the caller. Please wait to the side for a moment.”

“No need…”

Song Yuan blurted out, then bit her lip in a panic. She curved her brows and eyes, trying her best to look friendly at Nan Jiaojiao. “No need, right? Isn’t that so, Jiaojiao?”

“Hello, officer, my name is Nan Jiaojiao, she’s Song Yuan. Because of a car accident—her nanny van came barreling over from the opposite lane and blocked a tipping truck next to me. She says she saved my life. I don’t acknowledge that kind of ‘life-saving grace,’ but I still went to the hospital to take care of her for two days. Now the internet’s full of talk saying I imprisoned her in the hospital and wouldn’t let her parents get near her. The public opinion storm is huge, and I can’t shoulder this bucket of filth they’re dumping on me, so I came to file a report. Please, officer, help me get justice.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t respond to Song Yuan at all.

The officer frowned. “Changing lanes from the opposite direction?”

“Yes.”

The officer looked over at Song Yuan. “That’s what happened?”

“No, no! My driver was the one driving at the time, and there’s no way he’d lack that kind of basic common sense. We have surveillance footage as proof. My car and Jiaojiao’s were in the same lane at the time!”

She took the phone Sister Lai handed her, opened the video, and showed it to the officer.

“Look, this is the bridge surveillance. Even though my car and Jiaojiao’s car are far apart, you can clearly see our cars are heading in the same direction.”

The video had been edited; it was something Song Yuan’s people stumbled on while she was having them work on it.

Back then Nan Jiaojiao’s car was almost off the bridge, and her nanny van was just coming onto it.

Later, Nan Jiaojiao turned back and headed the other way, which then made it the opposite direction.

The actual crash had been cut out, the footage sped up, and the moment when the nanny van changed lanes was deleted. Then it jumped to the nanny van blocking Nan Jiaojiao’s car and the tipped truck crushing it underneath.

The officer noticed something off. “It’s that serious—the whole car body is crushed halfway in—yet your agent wasn’t hurt, and you’ve only got an injured leg?”

Song Yuan’s eyelid twitched for a second. “Because my car was modified; even the windows are bulletproof material. Plus, when the truck fell there was a buffer in the process, so the vehicle itself wasn’t damaged that badly.”