Chapter 11: Luo Yunmian, You Are Such a Fool

Whispers began to ripple through the crowd.

“Could it really have been the beautiful young lady by the stairwell who pushed her down?”

“Look, there seems to be blood beneath her skirt; it looks quite serious.”

“My goodness, she seems so innocent, I never expected…”

“Who can say? Some people wear a gentle face, but their hearts are hard to read.”

Nearby, others sighed thoughtfully, and the atmosphere grew heavy all at once.

Luoyun Mian felt countless eyes fixed on her, as if needles pricked at her back.

Fu Tingshen lifted his gaze and glanced at Luoyun Mian. “Yunmian, was it you who pushed Xin’er?”

“President Fu, if I said no, would you believe me?”

Luoyun Mian took a deep breath, suppressing the pain creeping up inside her once more.

“Xin’er, there’s no need to lie about this.”

So he believed her words and condemned her. Indeed, love or indifference was clear as day.

Those favored could act without fear.

Luoyun Mian scanned her surroundings. This was a blind spot without cameras—how could she prove her innocence?

At that moment, President Huo arrived, having heard the news.

He glanced at Luoyun Mian, then his eyes settled on Fu Tingshen and Shen Xin’er.

“I’m going to call a private doctor; President Fu, rest assured, she will be fine.”

Luoyun Mian, bearing the strange gazes of others, descended the stairs.

“President Huo, is there any surveillance nearby?”

Huo Zhou smiled and shook his head after looking around. “This stairwell area in the manor is a blind spot.”

Shen Xin’er, lying in Fu Tingshen’s arms, curled her lips slightly upon hearing there were no cameras.

As long as Fu Tingshen believed her and there was no surveillance here, I wonder what Luoyun Mian can do.

Luoyun Mian’s composed demeanor surprisingly improved everyone’s impression of her.

“Maybe it really wasn’t her.”

“Look how calm she is.”

“Her eyes are so clear, not like someone who would lie.”

Seeing public opinion shift towards Luoyun Mian, Shen Xin’er’s face contorted in pain. Weakly, she called out, “Tingshen,” her voice full of torment, “I feel so awful…”

Fu Tingshen’s heart burned with anxiety; just as he was about to lift her, Huo Zhou stopped him.

“Don’t move yet. The doctor is on the way; please wait a moment.”

Before long, a middle-aged man carrying a medical kit hurried in. “What happened?”

While questioning, he quickly knelt to examine her closely. After a thorough check, he said,

“It’s just some bruises and superficial injuries; nothing too severe. As for the bleeding on her leg…”

The man cleared his throat awkwardly and explained,

“Regarding the bleeding in her lower body, in my experience, it’s very likely due to vigorous physical activity earlier, causing congestion in the private area. Then, she accidentally fell down the stairs, resulting in the bleeding.”

Fu Tingshen’s face darkened upon hearing this; Shen Xin’er hadn’t expected such a result either.

“If you’re still concerned, my private clinic is nearby. You can carry her there for a checkup.”

The man spoke again.

Luoyun Mian’s eyes brightened as she looked toward the direction he pointed.

“Sir, which floor is your private clinic on?”

The man replied gently, “For everyone’sI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.