The Crippled Boss Loves Me

943 I Believe in Han Yin
“As you rightly said, Xiao Yu is a grown adult capable of taking responsibility for his decisions,” Ji Yan suppressed the tumultuous waves of jealousy in his heart, his palm gently caressing Shen Hanxing’s cheek. “Since you are concerned, I’ll have someone look into it. No need to fret.”

Ji Yan knew that in the life Shen Hanxing had lived before he entered the picture, Xiao Yu, Chu Feng, Han Yin, and others had been her constant companions, almost like family. Their bond was unbreakable. Moreover, he was well aware that Shen Hanxing was a person who never wavered in her decisions. She viewed Xiao Yu purely as a family member, without any ulterior motives. Yet, as he witnessed her worry for Xiao Yu, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy and an intense desire to be the sole focus of her attention, to divert her gaze away from everyone else.

Caressing Shen Hanxing’s cheek, Ji Yan’s gaze carried both danger and restraint. He enveloped her in his embrace, shielding his dangerous expression from her sight, and soothingly reassured her, “Everything will be alright, I promise, my dear.”

Ji Yan’s broad and dependable chest exuded a sense of security. It alleviated Shen Hanxing’s restless state of mind, prompting her to nuzzle her cheek against his neck as she spoke softly, “Thank you, Mr. Ji.” Then, she lifted her head and planted a kiss near his lips, saying, “With Mr. Ji by my side, I have the courage to move forward.”

As they stepped out of the police station, the late hour had turned the bustling streets of S City into a desolate landscape. However, the dedicated journalists remained stationed outside, eagerly awaiting Shen Hanxing and Ji Yan’s emergence. They swarmed around, though maintaining a cautious distance due to the intimidation they had experienced earlier in the day. Holding their microphones aloft, they bombarded the couple with questions, “Mrs. Ji, has the police reached a conclusion regarding the premeditated murder?”

“Mrs. Ji, according to the prop staff, Han Yin allegedly coerced him into tampering with the prop. What are your thoughts on that?”

“Your sister, who grew up alongside you, harbors such malevolent intentions. She’s taking advantage of your support to engage in wrongdoing, Mrs. Ji. Could you share your perspective?”

“Mrs. Ji, please tell us your current sentiments.”

Undoubtedly, this incident caused quite a commotion. Premeditated murder was a grave matter regardless of the circumstances, and the involvement of Han Yin and the injured Qin Na, both somewhat prominent actors, only heightened the public’s interest. With numerous journalists gathered outside the police station, each posing their own questions, the air resonated with a cacophony of voices.

As Shen Hanxing neared the car, she heard one question after another. Taking a deep breath, she suddenly turned around and faced them squarely, “The staff can identify Han Yin, and we can gather evidence to prove her innocence. Even if the staff testifies, it’s currently a matter of his word against hers. The police have yet to reach a conclusion, so I remain skeptical about the outcome.”

Shen Hanxing’s response further fueled the journalists’ excitement. “Does Mrs. Ji imply that the staff is lying?”

“Mrs. Ji, do you genuinely believe Han Yin is innocent?”
“Engaging a hitman for murder is an exceedingly serious accusation. Can Mrs. Ji vouch for Miss Han Yin?”

Question after question, in the depths of the night, the journalists’ eyes gleamed with anticipation. Shen Hanxing understood that silence would be the wisest course of action at this moment, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

“I’ve watched Han Yin grow up, and she would never commit such an act,” Shen Hanxing stood tall under the flashing lights, her expression resolute. “I believe Han Yin has been wrongfully accused, and I have faith that the police will restore her innocence.”

The journalists, who had initially hoped for a sensational news story, suddenly realized that their enthusiasm had waned. In fact, their emotions seemed to falter when faced with Shen Hanxing’s piercing gaze. Her eyes were sharp, as if they could defy any injustice in the world.

One journalist swallowed nervously and asked, “Mrs. Ji, can you stand by your words?”

“Are you insinuating that Han Yin is innocent and someone is intentionally framing her?”

“Mrs. Ji, do you have any evidence to support your claims?”

The relentless stream of questions threatened to engulf Shen Hanxing’s slender figure.

“My wife’s position is crystal clear,” Ji Yan stepped forward, shielding Shen Hanxing behind him. Adopting a protective stance, he declared, “If you are curious about the case’s progress, please follow the official statements from the police.”

When Ji Yan’s gaze locked with theirs, the journalists felt a sense of trepidation and ultimately dared not ask any more questions. They could only gaze enviously as Ji Yan escorted Shen Hanxing into the waiting car.