Chapter 30: The Heiress Campus Beauty and the Illegitimate Son Campus Bully

Leveraging the connections and resources he had cultivated in the business world, Xiao Yi engaged a professional investigation team and legal counsel to piece together the clues and solidify a chain of evidence. Once he held irrefutable proof, he submitted it to the police and cooperated with them in the operation to apprehend Lin Yu.

When Xiao Chen was taken away by the police, he still attempted to argue his innocence, but in the face of such damning evidence, his words were feeble and hollow. Xiao Yi stood to the side, watching Xiao Chen with a cold, detached gaze, thinking to himself: This is the price for harming Song Qian.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Song Qian’s father wore a terrifyingly grim expression, his forehead veins bulging as he hurried toward the ward. The moment he entered and saw his daughter lying unconscious on the bed, his eyes instantly reddened, brimming with both heartbreak and fury.

He strode to the bedside, his hands trembling as he gently stroked his daughter’s forehead. His voice choked with emotion as he whispered, "My dear, Daddy is here. Who could be so deranged as to do this to you?" He then turned to Xiao Yi, his voice low and stern: "Didn't you promise to protect her? What on earth happened?"

After learning the details, Song Qian’s father was consumed by rage. He paced back and forth in the ward, each step landing with such force that the floor seemed to tremble. Gritting his teeth, he declared, "No matter who it is, I will not let them go. To dare touch my daughter—I will make sure they lose everything and pay a devastating price!"

He immediately pulled out his phone and dialed his lawyer and top assistant, his voice as sharp and cold as an ice blade. "Investigate this thoroughly at once. I want every detail about the mastermind in the shortest time possible. Use every connection we have and prepare for litigation; I will ensure they have nowhere to hide from the law." After issuing these orders, he sat back down by his daughter’s side, clutching her hand tightly. His eyes were filled with tenderness and worry, as if by keeping watch, he could shield her from all pain and misfortune.

After issuing his series of directives at the hospital, Song Qian’s father turned his gaze back to Xiao Yi, still laced with reproach. "Xiao Yi, until this matter is fully resolved, you had better give me a reasonable explanation. I entrusted my daughter to you, not to be put in such danger." Xiao Yi bowed his head, his face etched with guilt. "Uncle, I have failed Song Qian. I will certainly give you an explanation."

The group then spent several agonizing hours in anxious anticipation. During this time, Song Qian’s father paced incessantly outside the room, peering through the door crack at his daughter from time to time, his hands clenching and unclenching as the worry on his face deepened. Xiao Yi sat nearby, staring blankly at the floor, his mind filled with memories of his time with Song Qian, his heart heavy with regret and self-reproach. He prayed fervently that she would be safe.

Finally, the doctor emerged from the ward. Song Qian’s father rushed forward, asking urgently, "Doctor, how is my daughter?" The doctor removed his mask and nodded slightly. "The patient is out of danger. The effects of the drug have been neutralized, and there is no major physical damage, though she will need to rest for some time." Hearing this, Song Qian’s father let out a long, shuddering breath, wiping the sweat from his brow with a look of profound relief. "Thank God." Xiao Yi also looked up abruptly, a spark of hope reigniting in his eyes, his heart so moved he nearly wept.