At about nine o'clock that night, housekeeping aunt A went to the door of the study and knocked on the door.

Du Jinchen's warm voice came from the study: "Come in!"

"Mr. Du."

Du Jinchen was reading the documents and did not raise his head. He just asked lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Du, we just received a call from the Central Hospital, saying that Ms. Wen's mother, Ms. Song, had something serious happen to her and is now in the hospital for emergency treatment."

Du Jinchen's eyes flashed when he heard the three words Miss Wen.

When he heard the words "Song Jiajia", a mocking look flashed across his eyes, even with a bit of frightening chill.

"Yeah?"

"Yes, it said that we need to ask Miss Wen to sign, otherwise the operation cannot be carried out."

"Sign? The operation cannot be performed?"

Du Jinchen suddenly smiled softly: "Aren't Song Renhui and the others in the hospital?"

Housekeeping Aunt A quickly explained: "Mr. Du, it's like this. At 8:20 tonight, Song Renhui and others went to the station with Song Jiajia. It seemed that they were sending Song Renhui and others back."

"Song Renhui and others left, and Song Jiajia returned to the central hospital alone?"

After Du Jinchen asked, he didn't wait for the housekeeping aunt A to speak, her voice was terrifyingly gentle.

"For someone like her, let her be!"

Housekeeping Aunt A listened and nodded: "I understand, Mr. Du."

"Um!"

Just as he was about to go out, housekeeping aunt B stood at the door holding an express document and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Seeing housekeeping aunt A, housekeeping aunt B was also stunned.

"Mr. Du, this is the express mail I just received. The courier said it was for Miss Wen."

Du Jinchen quickly took it over, quickly opened the package, and took out the documents inside.

The file is very simple, just four photos.

But if Wen Ruoyun sees those four photos, no matter how close she and Song Jiajia are now, as long as Song Jiajia is her mother, she will not ignore them.

The light was a little dim, and there were people all around. Song Jiajia was being pulled by her hair, and was being forced with a knife around her neck, looking fierce.

Then, Song Jiajia fell to the ground, her body curled up into a ball as if from pain, her face was pale, and half of her cheeks were stained red with blood.

In the third picture, Song Jiajia was stepped on the chest by a man, and her body was covered with blood. Even her sleeves were torn, and ferocious knife wounds could be seen on her arms.

In the last picture, Song Jiajia, covered in blood, was carried into an ambulance, surrounded by police and some men and women being held in custody.

Du Jinchen's eyes flashed and he immediately called Wen Qing.

"Wenqing, please contact Mr. Li from Chenxiang News immediately. Ask him to suppress the news about the night gambling in the West City area and the woman who was stabbed for gambling!"

"Also, send someone to the central hospital immediately. If Song Jiajia dies, deal with it immediately! If she is still alive, keep her alive first!"

After finishing speaking, Du Jinchen immediately hung up the phone, and housekeeping aunt C had already arrived at the door of the study.

"Mr. Du."

"What's wrong?"

"The phone in the living room rang again. It was the call from the Central Hospital looking for Miss Wen."

Du Jinchen only glanced at her, and quickly glanced at housekeeping aunts A and B. Something suddenly came to his mind, and he quickly pressed the phone button with a cold voice.

"Where?"

"Outside the bedroom on the second floor."

"Well, just stay there. No matter what happens, don't leave. Your duty is to take good care of Miss Wen!"

"Yes, Mr. Du!"

After hanging up the phone, Du Jinchen glanced at the three housekeeping aunts here again.

"Go back to your respective posts immediately and take good care of Miss Wen!"
Chapter completed!