CHAPTER 105: ACCIDENT

He suddenly thought of this very serious problem. If Mo Xiaobai were to act with Wen Nuan, wouldn’t his little bunny be molested by Mo Xiaobai?

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Ye Feimo’s mood instantly sank. He abruptly hung up on Mo Xiaobai.

Mo Xiaobai calmly hung up the phone, a sly smile spreading across his lips. "Heh heh, there’s definitely something going on," he thought. He daintily extended a "lady-like" finger and slowly called his agent. "Cancel that Hollywood blockbuster. This young master has new plans."

Next, he just waited for a certain someone to come knocking on his door, begging him to take the role.

"Hoho, life is just too enchanting," he thought. The door opened, and a tall, upright figure strode in. Mo Xiaobai’s smile instantly vanished. If not for this person, his life would undoubtedly be even more enchanting.

Ye Feimo calmed himself, reluctantly processing a document, when he received a call from Cheng Anya. "Feimo, is Wen Nuan badly hurt? Is it serious?"

"Mommy, what are you talking about? Who got hurt?"

Cheng Anya paused, then exclaimed, "Didn’t Xiaojing tell you? Wen Nuan got hurt on set. It’s even on TV. It seems quite serious. You didn’t know?"

"Mommy, I’ll talk to you later." Ye Feimo’s eyes narrowed. He swiftly hung up the phone and dialed Cai Xiaojing. "Which hospital is Wen Nuan in?"

"Renxin..." Cai Xiaojing was clearly startled, suddenly remembering she had been too frantic and hadn’t called Ye Feimo yet. Just as she was about to explain, Ye Feimo had already hung up.

He hurried out of the CEO’s office. Zhang Ling saw him leave and hastily reminded him, "Mr. Ye, the meeting is about to start."

Ye Feimo had already vanished, as if he hadn’t heard her.

He sped to the hospital, driving wildly as he always did, running several red lights, much like his father in his younger days. Two police cars pursued him from behind. When he turned a corner, two motorcycles blocked Ye Feimo, one on each side.

Ye Feimo rolled down the car window, very impatiently. "Damn it!"

The traffic police were rookies and didn’t recognize Ye Feimo’s car. Young Master Ye’s face was as grim as Yama. The traffic police checked his license, issued a ticket. Ye Feimo feigned ignorance, silence was golden, his face as grim as Yama. This made the traffic police feel very uneasy. Looking at the car and the posture, they could guess which aristocratic family he belonged to.

A new recruit fears no tiger. Seeing his lack of cooperation, the traffic police decisively moved to the final step: issuing a ticket and calling for a tow truck.

Ye Feimo was already impatient. As the traffic police issued the ticket, he also issued a "ticket" of his own. Young Master Ye coldly tore up the ticket, leaving the traffic police stunned. "How can I issue a ticket and you issue a ticket too?" they wondered. Then they saw it was a check.

Young Master Ye’s voice was like an old coffin lid, cold and hard, his demeanor sharp and imperious. "This check is enough for me to run red lights for ten years. From now on, when you see this young master’s car, get out of my way."

The traffic police were completely taken aback. Had they ever seen an aristocrat issued a ticket directly pay a fine for ten years?

This was too cooperative, wasn’t it?

No, did this young master mean he was going to run red lights every day for ten years?

The traffic police were still in a state of enchantment, awestruck by Young Master Ye’s presence. Young Master Ye’s car had already driven fifty meters, running another red light right in front of them. The two traffic police officers were in tears.

They had seen arrogant and overbearing people before, but never this arrogant and overbearing. Did he think the roads of A City belonged to him?

When Ye Feimo arrived at the hospital, a crowd of reporters was gathered outside, blocked by hospital staff. He frowned, drove his car to the hospital parking lot, and entered the hospital from there.

When he went up, Wen Nuan was undergoing examination. Lin Ning and Cai Xiaojing were waiting in the hallway outside.

"What’s the situation?" Ye Feimo’s expression couldn’t be described as merely "unpleasant"; it was extremely grim, dark as ink. Lin Ning, usually nonchalant, also straightened his face.

Cai Xiaojing said, "Her arm required thirteen stitches. Her head suffered a severe impact, and there are signs of a concussion. The doctors are conducting further examinations."

Ye Feimo’s deep eyes narrowed coldly. Thirteen stitches? She actually needed thirteen stitches. Damn it, and a concussion too. She was already clumsy enough; a concussion would make her even dumber.

"What happened? How could filming turn out like this?" Ye Feimo demanded sharply. Wen Nuan kept getting into accidents, and his temper was on the verge of exploding. Couldn’t this girl suffer a little less?

"Sir, this is a hospital, please be quiet," a beautiful nurse poked her head out of the room, reminding Mr. Ye Feimo to mind his volume.

Ye Feimo glared, and the beautiful angel in white flinched, shrinking back into the room, whispering to the doctor that handsome men indeed had bad tempers.

Lin Ning said, "Don’t rush. Why are you yelling at Xiaojing? This isn’t something Xiaojing can control. It’s normal to get injured doing wirework in a drama; many break bones. Wen Nuan’s incident was an accident."

"An accident?" Ye Feimo narrowed his eyes coldly, a flicker of fire in his dark pupils.

He looked at Cai Xiaojing and said coldly, "Didn’t I say to use a stunt double for dangerous actions?"

"Wen Nuan refused. She insisted on doing it herself. Besides, the martial arts instructor is experienced. Zhuo Bingbing and Chen Hang have done wirework many times without issues. Who knew Wen Nuan would have a problem?" Cai Xiaojing explained.

This wasn’t something she could control. Besides, it was normal for actors to get injured during filming, as long as there were no lasting repercussions.

Ye Feimo’s face was cold. Lin Ning, seeing him uncharacteristically flustered, secretly thought, ’This brother has completely fallen, unknowingly. When had Ye Feimo ever cared so much about a woman?’

They had been brothers for so many years, but he had never seen this before.

This was a good sign!

"The martial arts instructor is Liao Yuan. He’s very experienced. How could such a mistake happen?" Lin Ning wondered.

"Was it the martial arts instructor’s mistake?"

"Director Zhang hasn’t said yet, but from what I saw on set, it should be the martial arts instructor adjusting the angle incorrectly, causing this accident. Wirework is very dangerous; a slight slip can cause a fall. So before wirework, martial arts instructors check several times. Most actors who get injured during wirework on set usually aren’t due to incorrect angles, but usually due to tangled wires or other sudden situations. An experienced martial arts instructor, no, even an inexperienced one on their first job, shouldn’t make such a common sense mistake," Lin Ning said gravely. As a director with extensive experience, he could tell something was wrong at first glance.

"Damn it" Ye Feimo cursed under his breath.

Lin Ning waved his hand. "It’s hard to say with these things. Everyone has a careless moment. Let’s call it an accident. First, let’s see if Wen Nuan’s examination reveals any major issues. We can pursue responsibility later."

Filming action scenes often involved minor mishaps.

Ye Feimo’s face remained grim, and he said nothing more.

Director Zhang called Cai Xiaojing and first asked about Wen Nuan’s condition. Cai Xiaojing truthfully replied. Director Zhang said it was indeed the martial arts instructor’s negligence, having adjusted the angle incorrectly, which caused the accident.

Director Zhang kept apologizing to Cai Xiaojing over the phone.

Cai Xiaojing glanced at Ye Feimo, then hastily said, "Director Zhang, it’s fine, you don’t need to worry. Wen Nuan won’t have any major issues... Yes, yes, yes, I’ll inform you as soon as there’s any news."

After hanging up, Lin Ning looked at the two with an "I knew it" expression. Cai Xiaojing pursed her lips and looked at Ye Feimo. Ye Feimo’s face was icy. Accidents indeed happened during filming. Since the crew admitted their mistake, and it was an unintentional error, he couldn’t really do anything to them.

Ye Feimo glared coldly at Lin Ning, his face dark. Lin Ning was baffled. Ye Feimo’s tone had a hint of sourness. "What were you doing on set?"

Lin Ning whistled. "Oh, I went to set up a role. What else would I be doing? Miss Xiaojing, do you smell the scent of old vinegar?"

Cai Xiaojing pretended to be dead!

Ye Feimo pursed his lips, cast a cold glance at Lin Ning, and anxiously waited for news in the long corridor. Suddenly, he received a call from Han Bi.

"Feimo, I’m feeling a bit unwell. Can you come see me?"

Ye Feimo was worried about Wen Nuan, and upon hearing this, a surge of anger flared up within him. "I’m more unwell than you are. Get lost."

He decisively hung up the phone and turned it off. Peace and quiet!

Lin Ning and Cai Xiaojing exchanged glances. In this round, the little bunny won completely!

Indeed, sometimes a woman’s feigned distress can truly win a man’s sympathy. Little bunny, your injury came at just the right time. Even heaven is helping you.

"By the way, it was Han Bi, right? She was also on the Princess Qinglian set just now," Lin Ning suddenly said.

Ye Feimo grunted, showing no reaction. After a long silence, he looked at the hospital room again, his eyes flashing, and suddenly came to his senses. "What did you just say?"