Chapter 552: The Baby is Missing

ow can you always remember 'our Jun family' Don't you feel ashamed""Sān gūgu listening to her daring to say such things, instantly got so angry her face turned ashen. “You, you… this kind of promiscuo...Tonight, the atmosphere at the Jun family's dinner was a little strange.

Jun's master was busy on a business trip and hadn't returned. Something seemed to have happened suddenly at the company, even several Jun gu gu (referring to female relatives or close friends of Jun) called frequently to inquire. The old man didn't seem to be in a good mood either, he scolded them and hung up his daughter's phone call.

However, the old man would never discuss business at the dinner table. For matters that needed attention, he would return to his study in Beiyuan. When he was with his family and children at home, he would revert to his usual serious yet kind demeanor.

Qiao Bao'er had always lived a carefree life, and she knew even less about the company.

And now she was most concerned with Jun Zhiyan, the one seated opposite her who had been completely unremarkable, bowing her head in silence all along.

uci said according to her experience, she guessed that Junzhiyan had dissociative identity disorder since childhood, and she didn't know it herself.

uci's speculation also makes sense, because sometimes Qiao Baoer also feels that she doesn't seem to be lying. She is indeed very innocent, but sometimes, seeing Jun Zhiyan's words and actions, she is completely a different person.

"While eating, do not look around casually."

"Are you just staring at Zhiyan"

Her mother-in-law, Jiang Meili, had always looked down on her. With Jun Zhimu away today, she seized the opportunity to put on airs as an elder, lest these young people truly disregard her.

Upon hearing the voice, Jun Zhiyan, who had been quietly sipping her soup with a composed demeanor, subconsciously lifted her head. Her gaze met Qiao Bao'er's intense and scrutinizing stare across the table.

Perhaps Qiao Baier's gaze was too sharp, scaring Jun Zhiyan.

Jun Zhiyan's expression was clearly startled, her pupils clear and bright, but with a hint of nervousness. She immediately lowered her head, her whole body shrinking in on itself like a child who had done something wrong.

"Eat well, do you have any manners!"

Old Master Jun frowned and glared at Qiao Bao'er.

She didn't do anything wrong, and the whole family felt she was bullying Jun Zhiyan.

Qiao Baoer picked up a very long stalk of Chinese cabbage and deliberately chewed on it, the green cabbage shaking around her mouth without any decorum.

Mr. Jun's blood rushed to his head, and his face turned even uglier.

Qiao Baoer was angry, so she purposely made a funny face at the old man.

However, Jiang Meili, standing nearby, immediately saw that the old woman treated Qiao Baoer as her own person, which is why she scolded her as soon as something happened.

Just like a shepherd watches over his flock, Master Jun scolded him from childhood to adulthood. But if anyone dared to speak ill of him in front of him, they would surely face the consequences.

Jiang Meili didn't dare to say anything more to Qiao Baier.

Then the old man just snorted, Qiao Bao'er finished her vegetable core, then took her chopsticks and began to count each grain of rice in her bowl, she didn't make a fuss anymore. She occasionally looked up and secretly glanced at Jun Zhiyan again.

Because Qiao Bao'er made such a fuss, the atmosphere of unease caused by the constant phone calls from the company eased somewhat.

"Grandpa, there's something I really need to ask you."

After finishing dinner, Jiang Meili and the others would usually greet the elderly, then return to their rooms. Qiao Baoer intentionally waited until they were all gone before going to ask the old man.

The old man seemed preoccupied, brewing himself a cup of tea and drinking it without raising his head. "Are you worried that the Jun family is bankrupt and has no money to spend"

Jo Bao'er didn't know how to respond.

She didn't dare to say that she had never worried about the company.

And even taking a vase from home casually would be enough to cover an ordinary person's living expenses for several years.

It seems the situation at the company is worse than she imagined.

"Even if he has no money, Jun Zhimu will find a way to make money and support his family. Don't worry." Qiao Baier offered a very formal consolation.

Although the old man usually scolded Jun Zhi Mu for being an unfilial son and a villain, he was actually proud of him and relied on him most deeply in his heart.

There's really nothing to worry about, it's just a bit complicated.

Mr. Jun looked at this carefree daughter-in-law, his mood relaxed. "What's the matter Speak up quickly," he said, with a benevolent air as if he was prepared to answer any question she had. He didn't want to be bothered by her relentless pestering.

Qiao Bao'er's question was also very direct.

"Is she mentally ill..."

"Oh no, oh no!"

The old butler rushed in, his face pale with alarm, "Miss Three fell from the roof of the 9th floor hospital wing..."

The old man and Qiao Baoer immediately looked up and out the door, ignoring her previous question about mental illness.

What's going on

After all, she was his own daughter. When the old master Jun heard this news, his face changed drastically, and he anxiously asked, "What's going on now"

"...There's a patch of grass downstairs, and the hospital is trying to save her, but Miss Three fell from too high of a floor..."

The butler seemed a little nervous, and trailed off mid-sentence. Falling from the rooftop probably wasn't going to end well.

If it weren't for the patch of grass there, my brains would be splattered all over.

Mr. Jun gripped his cane tightly in his right hand, his demeanor suddenly tense, as if he were momentarily flustered by this turn of events.

Jo Baoer was also extremely shocked.

"...I'm going to the hospital now."

Qiao Baoer immediately stood up and patted the tense shoulder of the old man beside her.

Turning to the other woman, he instructed, "Auntie Fang, you stay home with Grandpa. I'll go out with the housekeeper."

Although Granny San was usually arrogant and domineering, and most of the Jun family didn't like her, when they heard this news, everyone felt very sad. Big Ma Fang nodded repeatedly, "Go quickly, we'll keep an eye on things at home."

Jo Bao'er and the butler hurried to the garage and drove straight to the hospital.

The car was going very fast on the road, and it was very quiet inside.

Jo Bao'er didn't keep asking why her third aunt had gone to the hospital rooftop and how she fell. Did she jump herself Was it impossible Was she pushed by someone, or did she accidentally fall

At this time, it is still important to remain calm. First, ensure your aunt's safety, and then investigate the reasons behind this incident.

The old butler glanced at Qiao Bao'er beside him. Her expression was solemn and vigilant, her eyes sharp and heavy. She quietly watched the road ahead, and he gradually relaxed as well. At first, hearing such news had indeed been a shock.

After arriving at the hospital, I heard the expected results.

“Multiple fractures, internal bleeding, and cerebral hypoxia…” Despite the fact that the incident occurred in a hospital and rescue efforts were immediate, her injuries were too severe. Having fallen from the 9th floor rooftop, Jun's aunt became a semi-comatose vegetable.

Although Qiao Bao'er usually hated this Jun San aunt, she also felt a little sad when she heard the news.

A living, breathing person I knew personally suddenly became a vegetable.

Everything happened so dramatically, the glaring white lights of the hospital made my vision blurry, it felt like a dream.

"...We are also very sorry."

"...We've already called the police."

Several deans of the hospital rushed over, "…If there is anything you need, we will do our best to cooperate. Please give our regards to the old man and tell him not to be too sad."

The butler, along with several other male servants from the Jun family, came to handle these trivial matters and sent Qiao Bao'er back first.

Jo Bao'er was still a little dazed after returning from the hospital.

"How is grandpa now" she asked Fang's mother as soon as she stepped through the door.

Fāng Dàmā shook her head at him. “The old man said he wants to be left alone, that we shouldn’t disturb him… He should be fine.”

The old man has experienced many things, this matter wouldn't break him, but it was inevitable that he felt sad and heartbroken, after all, it was his own biological daughter.

"Does Jun Zhi Mu know about this"

"He should know, but we can't get in touch with him at the moment."

Then I'll leave him a message.

"Fang Da Ma looked at Qiao Bao'er, who usually gave them all headaches, and felt a little moved. With something sudden happening in the family, they needed someone to be the pillar of strength. "Young Madam, you ran around all night, you should rest in your room first. I'll cook some night snacks later and bring them up to you."

Qiao Bao'er nodded and went back to her room.

After returning to the bedroom, Qiao Bao'er always felt a little uneasy.

She first took out her phone and sent a text message to Jun Zhi牧. Even if he didn't immediately return her calls, she knew he always saw her messages.

Aunt Three ran to the rooftop of the hospital for some unknown reason. She fell from the 9th floor rooftop and after rescue, she became a vegetable.

Qiao Baoer is editing the text message, thinking about how to send it to Jun Zhimu.

Ring ring ring——

The text message hadn't been sent yet, but the internal phone inside the room rang.

Each district and garden in the Jun family's home is interconnected and has internal phone lines. This is mainly for the convenience of Madam Fang and other servants to communicate and pass messages.

However, Qiao Bao'er's bedroom rarely received any inside calls.

In Dongyuan, if Fang's mother needs anything, she would directly send someone to knock on her door to notify her.

At this moment, the incessant ringing of the landline phone only served to heighten the growing sense of unease.

"What's up" Qiao Baier just picked up the receiver.

On the other end of the phone was a woman's sobbing, crying very sadly, continuously.

This really scared Qiao Bao'er. This wasn't pretending to cry, she was truly crying very sadly, heartbroken.

"You, aren't you Jun Zhiyan" Qiao Baier summoned her courage and whispered into the microphone.

"...Sister-in-law."

A choked sob came from the other end of the line, a soft and gentle voice that was indeed Jun Zhiyan's usual tone.

"...Sister-in-law, I'm so scared." Her voice trembled with sobs.

I'm afraid of her.

"Sister-in-law, please, help me…"

"Help me..."

On the other end of the phone, Jun Zhiyan seemed to be talking to someone else, "It's not me, it's not me, it's not me!" she muttered repeatedly, her voice trembling at the end, unable to contain her rising emotions.

Qiao Bao'er's whole face was pale with fright. She didn't say another word. Finally, hearing Jun Zhiyan's emotional outburst on the other side, she cried out in terror, "Ah——"

A loud crash, like something heavy had slammed into the mirror, shattered.

Until, on the other end of the line, there was nothing but silence.

Jo Bao'er still held the microphone in her right hand, and at this moment, her breath became cautious, she didn't even dare to speak into the microphone again. She was stunned and hadn't recovered yet.

The bedroom door was knocked on urgently.

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