Chapter 602: Chapter 602: Mrs. Bai’s File

Fu Xiuzhu felt that Gong Yao was being a bit paranoid.

What is Liu He in front of Yang Jingwei anyway?

After all, she had reservations about Liu He’s child.

“No matter what, we can’t keep this child. Without the child, the Second Young Master won’t have any leverage over you.”

After pondering, Gong Yao responded with a grunt.

“I understand.”

“Your father said to keep a low profile this time, we absolutely cannot make any more mistakes,” Fu Xiuzhu reminded.

“Okay.”

…

After the online matters were resolved, Lin Zhiyi focused on preparing for her studio.

She must have stunning design works ready before the opening.

Otherwise, why should others believe in her abilities?

So recently, she’s been looking for inspiration.

Maybe because she was more relaxed, she spent the past couple of days with Xingxing and Liao Yi, gossiping here and there.

She actually managed to capture some inspiration.

But something was still slightly off.

“Zhiyi? Zhiyi? Are you listening to me?” Liao Yi waved his hand.

Lin Zhiyi snapped back to reality and looked up, saying, “What is it?”

Liao Yi leaned close: “Did your internet go out again today?”

“What big thing happened online again?”

“Did you see Bai Ruoshu’s Christmas limited edition jewelry?”

When Liao Yi spoke, his expression was a bit off.

With curiosity, Lin Zhiyi picked up her new phone, and before she could even search, Bai Ruoshu was already trending.

Bai Ruoshu has so many titles that any slight movement would get reported.

But this time, it wasn’t negative news; it was an overwhelming amount of praise.

Bai Ruoshu’s Christmas limited edition jewelry made a stunning comeback.

The layered wearing, with tassels creating layers of a Christmas tree, embedded with diamonds.

Then adorned with strongly contrasting colored jewels and letters.

Like gift boxes and letter ribbons on a Christmas tree.

Not only interesting but also very expensive.

Because in the center is a very high-quality eight-carat yellow diamond.

Each layer can be combined or worn individually, fashionable yet luxurious.

Even just to match the Christmas theme, this piece stands out.

Clearly, the target audience is very specific.

True enough.

Lin Zhiyi scrolled down a few pages, and marketing accounts had already posted photos of various international influencers and celebrities wearing it domestically.

Rave reviews poured in.

“Come on, read with me: Bai Ruoshu, the youngest genius jewelry designer! Didn’t those who supported Lin Zhiyi get slapped in the face?”

“Miss Bai’s designs are as easy as playing; wanting abstract, she has abstract; wanting perfection, she has perfection, but we ordinary folk just don’t understand.”

In less than a day, domestic celebrities and socialites also had photos of them wearing it.

Liao Yi said angrily, “Zhiyi, you should also release a Christmas limited edition to spoil her momentum.”

Lin Zhiyi put down the phone.

“Such a massive publicity effort clearly aims to regain face in the upper circles. If I release a design now, it would seem very targeted. Don’t you think Bai Ruoshu wouldn’t expect that? She’s probably just waiting for me to step out so she can use press releases to compare and criticize.”

Bai Ruoshu has the backing of the Bai Family and Xue Man, as well as a PR team.

Lin Zhiyi doesn’t.

Besides, what she needs to do now is manage her own studio well.

Recently, she’s been involved in too many things. She must let herself settle down.

Otherwise, when people mention her, it’s always those tabloid stories.

Liao Yi thought she made a good point, nodding and casually flipping through those photos.

Suddenly he exclaimed.

“This Miss Bai, having grown up abroad, really loves using letters as accessories. What do these letters mean?”

“Try arranging them,” Lin Zhiyi casually suggested.

Liao Yi got interested, enlarging the picture and writing down the letters used as embellishments.

“L, I, N, Z…”

ding-dong.

Halfway through reading, Liao Yi looked up: “Who is it? Coming, coming.”

Lin Zhiyi also stood up and turned around just as Li Huan stormed in.

“Why are you here?”

“There are some things not convenient to discuss outside, Third Young Master asked me to wait for him here,” Li Huan explained.

While pouring water, Lin Zhiyi asked, “What’s it about?”

“Mrs. Bai’s matter.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open again.

Gong Chen and Chen Jin walked in.

“You’re here, take a seat.”

Lin Zhiyi’s gaze wandered over them, realizing it would likely be a long conversation, so she brewed some tea and brought it to the living room.

“What’s going on?” she asked as she handed the poured tea to Li Huan.

Li Huan pulled an old file folder from his bag.

“Thankfully Third Young Master asked me to find the medical records, if I’d been a bit later, the document would have been destroyed.”

Gong Chen took the folder, frowning: “What happened?”

“I casually mentioned it to the archive room over the phone that day; they said there was too much stuff, needed to be looked for. Who would’ve thought the next day the director said they were going to destroy a batch of files, and among them just happened to be Yang Jingwei’s file, which my colleague secretly gave to me.”

Li Huan had good rapport, so his colleague was willing to help him, though he advised not to spread the word.

Lin Zhiyi immediately grasped Li Huan’s point.

The director deliberately intended to destroy Yang Jingwei’s files.

“Didn’t you say your director was a meticulous and upright person?”

“At least before Mrs. Bai returned, he was. But besides him, who else would dare to delete the hospital’s surveillance?”

Li Huan spoke with disbelief.

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips and said, “I didn’t expect your director to have such a deep connection with Mrs. Bai, actually willing to take risks to help her.”

Li Huan continued, “My teacher and the director are friends. I probed my teacher about it. He said the sole time the director ever mentioned Mrs. Bai was on the day Bai Ruoshu was born. Back then he wasn’t the director yet; he was dining with some friends of my teacher’s. Suddenly he got a call to rush out, saying Mrs. Bai had a difficult labor.”

“And then?” Lin Zhiyi pressed.

“Later, when my teacher remembered to ask about it, the director only said it was nothing, but my teacher recalled that his expression was really grave back then,” Li Huan recalled.

During the conversation, Gong Chen had finished reading the medical records from the folder.

He set down the documents: “Something’s missing.”

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi walked over and flipped through them.

Over the years, she’s accompanied Xingxing in and out of hospitals several times and could spot discrepancies at a glance.

“The discharge summary is missing.”

Li Huan nodded, “I initially thought it was just a misorganization back then, so I specifically went back to the archive room and searched again. But my colleague said ever since Mrs. Bai’s batch of files was archived, no one has ever moved them again. So it means the discharge summary was already missing before it got archived; now, it’s uncertain if it was intentional or accidental.”

Things from over twenty years ago, it was already difficult enough to preserve.

Gong Chen lowered his eyes, contemplating.

Lin Zhiyi flipped through everything in her hand once more.

Suddenly, her hand stopped.

“Strange, why do Mrs. Bai’s prenatal check-up records only go up to seven months?”

“Because Bai Ruoshu was premature, from the content of the surgery consent form, Mrs. Bai suddenly had a major hemorrhage and gave birth prematurely. It was a very dangerous situation then.”

Li Huan pulled out the surgery consent form and pointed at the signature above.

Bai Zhengxian.

Indicating it was a mutually acknowledged reason.

Lin Zhiyi, having been pregnant before, knew how dangerous late-term hemorrhage could be.

She stared at the sheet in her hand, feeling that something wasn’t adding up.

“No, among these prenatal check-up records, why isn’t there a single blood test form? For someone of Mrs. Bai’s status, it’s impossible to be so negligent, right?”