Chapter 398: Treating His Mind

Chapter 398: Treating His Mind

It was already late at night. Although the wound on Yi Jue's forehead wasn't serious, it was still bleeding. Besides, there was no telling when this stubborn man would start acting crazy again.

Yun Mu called Yi Jue's assistant, Cheng Li, to handle the accident scene, then led Yi Jue to her car and took him back to Ruoshui Garden.

Zhang Ma gasped in concern when she saw Yi Jue returning wounded. "Young Master Yi is injured? What happened?"

Yun Mu led Yi Jue to the sofa and sat him down. "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious. Zhang Ma, can you bring me the first aid kit?"

Zhang Ma quickly fetched the medical kit and, seeing Yi Jue staring intently at Yun Mu, tactfully left them alone.

"In that case, Young Master Yi, Miss Yun, I'll go prepare some late-night snacks."

"No need, Zhang Ma. Please rest for the night."

Yun Mu picked up the antiseptic and cotton swabs, beginning to clean the wound on Yi Jue's forehead. Her movements were gentle. "If it hurts, you need to tell me."

Seeing the rare tenderness in her eyes, Yi Jue's emotions gradually calmed down. He stared at her sparkling eyes. "Are you still not willing to take off your veil in front of me?"

Yun Mu's hands paused, and she patted his shoulder. "Don't move, or you'll scar."

That was a pretty weak attempt at changing the subject!

If she didn't want to take it off, then so be it. Anyway, this woman couldn't run away. He had all the time in the world to make her take off the veil.

Yi Jue curled his lips and asked, "Where have you been hiding these past few days?"

"Hiding? Why would I hide?" Yun Mu was puzzled.

"It seems you weren't avoiding the online trolls. So, what have you been up to these days?"

In truth, he knew she had returned to the capital but asked anyway.

Yun Mu had intended to tell him everything this time when she returned—about Liu Ling's actions, his amnesia, and their past. But upon returning, she encountered his accident, making it impossible for her to bring it up.

This man already had prejudices against her, thinking she was scheming and harboring ulterior motives. If she told him she'd been hiding their past, who knows what he'd do next.

Moreover, before this, Yi Jue had considered Feng Shuo a brother. If he found out that Liu Ling and Li Moran had conspired to cause Feng Shuo's death, he might rush out to kill those two to avenge Feng Shuo tonight!

Forget it. She would wait until this matter was over and find a more suitable time to tell him the truth.

Yun Mu gently applied the cut gauze to his temple and adjusted the bangs to cover the gauze. She pursed her lips and said, "The drama Liu Ling and I stirred up is no big deal. I've been investigating something these past few days and found out that Li Moran isn't a good person. However, it seems you're not completely unaware of her either."

A cold smile tugged at Yi Jue's lips. "I suspect she's the one who killed my mother. How could I be completely unaware of her?"

Yun Mu's eyes widened in shock.

Was Li Moran involved in Yi Qinglan's death?

"Didn't your mother die by suicide because of depression?"

Yi Jue's eyes narrowed, and the air grew colder. "You seem to know a lot about my mother—and about me."

Yun Mu shrank back and quickly came up with an excuse. "I am the head of the Yun family. No secrets from the four great clans of the Southern Realm escape the Yun family's notice, especially those concerning your Xuanyuan clan and the Yi family."

"Is that so?" Yi Jue didn't expose her. Clearly, she was someone he had known before, but she was still playing dumb!

"Tell me, how do you suspect your mother's death is related to Li Moran? Are you saying you suspect foul play?"

Yi Jue had originally not planned to tell her about these complicated family matters, but seeing how badly she wanted to know, he decided not to hide it anymore.

"Since you already know about the conflicts between the Xuanyuan family and the Yi family, you should be clear about the story between my mother and the old man. My mother did commit suicide, but the person who drove her and the old man apart was probably Li Moran."

This didn’t match what Xuanyuan Ming had told her before. How was Li Moran involved now?

As far as she knew, before marrying Xuanyuan Ming, although they had been betrothed for a long time, Li Moran, a career-driven and independent woman, had always been studying abroad and had never met Xuanyuan Ming in person. It wasn’t until the elders of both families applied pressure that she was forced to return and complete the wedding with Xuanyuan Ming.

Their marriage was a disaster from the start, and they ended up living separately for over a decade.

"Do you have any evidence? How did Li Moran break up your parents?" Yun Mu asked.

Yi Jue's expression grew even darker, his mood souring. "I don't have any. It's my intuition."

"Intuition!"

Yun Mu gasped, feeling a chill. Since when did this man start relying on intuition? He spoke so confidently, making her think he had solid evidence, ready to reveal the truth and punish the villain!

But in the end, he had no concrete evidence, making her efforts seem more valuable than his.

"Originally, I was just suspicious, but tonight, when she gave me that paternity test report, I became even more certain that she is connected to what happened back then," Yi Jue affirmed.

That made sense.

A paternity test report from over twenty years ago, which had been kept hidden all this time, was finally revealed.

It really had been planned for a long time!

Yun Mu was worried he would obsess over the relationship between Yi Qinglan and Xuanyuan Ming again and quickly changed the subject. "Don't worry, I'll help you figure this out. Don't worry about tonight. What you're afraid of won't happen."

This was the second time tonight she had tried to reassure him.

Now that Yi Jue had calmed down, he wasn’t going to let himself spiral into obsession again. Instead, he felt like teasing her a bit.

He stared into her bright, clear eyes and smiled. "Taking such great care of my matters, Yun Mu, could it be that you're in love with me?"

Yun Mu, "..."

She had loved him for so long, and now he was acting like he just discovered it, all smug and self-satisfied.

Yun Mu felt a bit speechless and pushed him away, feeling a little annoyed. "You're overthinking this. I just don't want anyone getting hurt because of a crazy person. It's late, you're injured, go rest upstairs."

"What's the hurry? The injury isn't just in one place." Yi Jue lazily leaned back on the sofa, his nobility and handsomeness unaffected even with the wound on his forehead. He pointed to a certain part of his pants with his eyes. "That part is injured too, and you're the one who caused it. When are you planning to take care of it?"

Yun Mu followed his gaze and instantly blushed under her veil, gritting her teeth. "Maybe I should start with your head—literally."