Falling For The Contract Bride

Falling For The Contract Bride Chapter 296

Chapter 296 Who Is Rao Xue?

“That Mu Zhi lady is filthy rich.” “Tell me about it, they say that a helicopter came and took her away last night.” “It was sent by her husband. How madly in love he is with her. He wouldn’t let her suffer for a moment, that’s so cool.”

“What does her husband do for a living?” “Who cares? I’m envious of her. I want to marry someone like that too.” “To hell with it! That spot is reserved for fine-looking women like me. Quit dreaming.”

Lu Jinye frowned at the gossip. He had plans to break through Mu Zhi’s barrier slowly, but by the looks of it, he must wait no longer. Thus, he had decided to look into Mu Zhi himself.

He made a call to the technical team in his company, “I’ll send you a photo of a woman in a while. Give me everything you can get your hands on about her at once. Remember, every single thing, including the most confidential parts.”

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On the other hand, upon landing in the States, Mu Zhi was relieved that she had finally managed to get rid of Lu Jinye. Her mood became brighter as a result.

She reached out to talk to Eric and was pleased to find out that he was having fun in City A.

Thus, Mu Zhi could gradually revert to her usual routine, keeping a low profile and live a carefree life.

Until one day, when she went to the supermarket for groceries. She had just settled her bill when she met a boy whose age was on par with Eric’s. The boy was standing in the middle of the road.

Numerous cars were swishing by the boy. He was seemingly terrified and at a loss of what to do, standing still on the center of the road without moving a finger.

At this moment, one of the many cars narrowly missed the boy and zoomed away rapidly. Mu Zhi’s heart sank at sight. The place was relatively rural, so vehicles travelled at a relatively higher speed. Passers-by seemed to be apathetic about the boy’s situation.

Mu Zhi became increasingly worried. Just as she was about to call the boy to come to her, another car came flying by. Without hesitation, Mu Zhi tossed away the groceries in her hands and charged at the little boy.

She was within a few meters of the boy when yet another car accelerated in their direction!

Mu Zhi put away all thoughts in her mind and lugged the boy towards her. She managed to save him from the collision and almost tumbled to the ground.

“Why were you standing in the middle of the road? Did you lose your mother?”

Mu Zhi frantically brought the boy to a safe place and questioned him anxiously.

At last, the little boy let out a bright smile, saying, “Miss, you’re awesome. I’ve been standing here for a long time, but you’re the first to come to my rescue.”

“What were you doing on the road? Did you know that it’s dangerous? Where’s your home? Where are your parents?”

Mu Zhi remained perturbed. She cut the boy off without listening to the rest of what he had to say.

But the boy was neither nervous nor scared. “Everything is a setup, including the cars on the road.”

What does that mean?

Mu Zhi could not apprehend the situation at first.

Just as she was preparing to pursue further, a blonde haired hostess with a microphone and a stocky Caucasian male carrying a massive video camera on his shoulder came running towards Mu Zhi from afar.

“Congratulations madam, you’re the first person who passed the test today.”

The hostess proclaimed excitedly.

The confusing situation further entranced Mu Zhi.

She blinked numerous times at the hostess and her microphone.

Then the hostess explained, “Apologies, I forgot to make it clear to you. We are a local TV show in town, and we are currently conducting a social experiment. This is the first test of the day, where the little boy and the cars zooming past the poor boy were staged. We are looking to see if passers-by will lend a hand to the boy. It has been half an hour, but nobody has stepped in. Madam, you are our first…”

“Sorry, I was too anxious.”

The hostess wore a pretentiously exciting expression.

Meanwhile, the video camera was fixed at Mu Zhi. Upon clarifying the situation, she let out a courteous smile.

The hostess then took the opportunity to request an interview.

It didn’t bother Mu Zhi. Besides, thinking that it would teach the public a positive lesson, she obliged.

The interview questions were short and succinct, asking her about her views of neutrality, thoughts of helping others, and calling out for everyone to show more love towards the people around them.

Mu Zhi concluded the interview with a note, “My husband sets a very high standard for himself, regardless of health, physique, or moral, he asks a lot from himself. He influences me heavily, so I acted out of instinct. I think that as long as it’s the right thing to do, there is no harm in sparing a few moments to do it. I find joy in doing good. A kind gesture or an encouraging remark might save a person’s life, or at times change someone completely. Thank you for listening.”

After the interview, Mu Zhi retrieved her groceries and headed home.

Nothing looked out of the ordinary, at least not in Mu Zhi’s eyes. Until almost mid-day, when Mu Zhi was resting in her bedroom, a series of soft door-knocks suddenly sounded.

Mu Zhi answered the door only to find the butler greeting her chivalrously.

“Yes?”

The butler handed a letter to Mu Zhi, saying, “There’s a letter for you.”

“Thanks.”

Mu Zhi received the letter as she spoke. The letter was addressed to Mu Zhi herself. She was slowly opening it while the butler walked away.

However, Mu Zhi was dumbstruck when she saw the content! It was covered in blood!

Mu Zhi could hardly read a single word before her hands shuddered, and the letter slipped through her fingers, falling to the ground.

The letter was written with blood. Mu Zhi could not bring herself to glimpse at the crimson red color, let alone to read the content. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

In this instance, she espied the last words at the end of the letter – Rao Xue.

She was unfamiliar with the name. She could not bear touching the letter with how bloody it appeared.

The butler was about to close the door behind him when he sensed Mu Zhi’s anxiousness. He swept his gaze across the ground and found the bloody letter.

Terrified, the butler hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the letter.

“W-what… What’s happening… Rao Xue… Who is Rao Xue?”

Mu Zhi was scared witless by the letter. She did not even know what to say anymore. Her brain could barely process anything at this moment.

All she could do was focus on her breathing.

Upon a closer look, the old butler calmed down a little. He read the content of the letter, then said to Mu Zhi, “Let me give Mr. Xie a call to tell him about this incident.”

While he was speaking, the butler turned around to leave.