Chapter 250 The plan was quite successful

Bai Xi heard Han Mo's words but didn't respond directly. She merely glanced at him before turning to Shen Mingxun, frowning slightly. "Commander Shen, if you don't know how to drive, you don't need to personally send me off next time."

Han Mo saw Bai Xi avoid his words. His light-colored eyes held an indescribable sadness and a danger that no one could decipher.

Hearing this, Shen Mingxun flinched slightly. "I apologize, Eldest Miss..."

He carefully watched the expressions of the two through the rearview mirror. After a few seconds of hesitation, he immediately exclaimed, "Oh dear, oh dear, Eldest Miss, I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my stomach, so bad my legs are cramping. How about I leave now and let Doctor Han escort you back?"

Clearly, Doctor Han was still devoted to the Eldest Miss.

And the Eldest Miss... the expression she gave Doctor Han just now didn't suggest there was absolutely no hope.

When two people have an issue, having a third person present is like being a blatant third wheel. Not only can they not help, but they might also make the two people too embarrassed to express their true thoughts.

Women, after all, value their pride.

Therefore, as an excellent and mature subordinate, when it's time to disappear, one must disappear.

What's more, if the two were to get into a confrontation, their own Eldest Miss would certainly not be at a disadvantage.

Bai Xi frowned at the exaggerated posture of the person in front of her and said lightly, "If your stomach hurts, why are you covering your head?"

Shen Mingxun was slightly stunned. He shifted one of his hands, which was covering his head, to his stomach and began to wail again. "Perhaps... the pain called for a transfer, and now it's affecting my head as well. Oh, my head hurts so much, really, I can't drive anymore."

After saying this, he put on a "particularly" pained expression.

Seeing him like this, Bai Xi was too lazy to expose him. "Let's go."

Shen Mingxun, as if granted a great pardon, immediately released his hands from his head and stomach and left with "swift strides."

After moving a distance away, he couldn't help but sneak a glance back. "Alas, what is love in this world, but one thing overcomes another. I shouldn't get involved!"

If the two of them reconciled, he would have done a good deed, and his previous investment in Han Mo would not have been in vain. If the two of them fell out, he wouldn't be present, wouldn't hear what he shouldn't have heard, and wouldn't incur the Eldest Miss's displeasure.

He was truly too clever!

At this moment, only Bai Xi and Han Mo were left in the car, and the air froze once more.

Han Mo said softly, "Xi'er, I want to know why. Why, when you could clearly see he knew nothing about medicine, did you insist on believing him?"

Bai Xi looked at Han Mo in front of her and twirled the ring around the first joint of her finger. "Because when he saved me, I didn't know what medicine he used. Even if I asked, I couldn't get a definite answer. But I recognized the face of the person who wore a mask, and I remembered the scars on his wrist, and I remembered the details of our interactions back then..."

Han Mo frowned.

Yes, he was also very puzzled as to how this man could know so many details, and even the contours of his jaw and eyes could resemble his own so closely.

However, now, he didn't want to know how this person came to be. After all, he was a dead man sooner or later.

What he wanted now was for Xi'er in front of him to wake up.

Only when she was awake and saw through the liar would she not be angry, or even sad, when that liar died.

"I don't know how he did it, but how could someone who knows nothing about medicine save you when you were seriously injured and dying at the bottom of a cliff? Falling from a great height, internal injuries, multiple fractures... Xi'er, I hope you can think carefully and not overlook other things because of superficial appearances, giving him the opportunity to deceive you!"

Bai Xi raised her eyebrows slightly, almost imperceptibly, and looked at Han Mo, whose expression was growing colder. "So, how did you know how badly injured I was at the time?"

As soon as she said this, Han Mo was slightly startled. After a moment of thought, he replied, "He said he saved you at the bottom of the cliff, so I just logically deduced that you fell and were injured..."

She was so sharp and suspicious of her own words, so clear-headed, yet she believed that man unconditionally... Was this the difference?

So, why did he leave back then? Why did he endure and not tell her? Why did he give this liar an opportunity to get close to Xi'er...

Hearing his words, Bai Xi raised her eyebrows again. In the end, she just said lightly, "Oh, I see. Doctor Han is still as professional as ever..."

It seemed... her plan was quite successful.

That's right, this was all her scheme.

In Shangyang, she saw Xuan Feng's blood fall onto the bracelet. The bracelet pressed the blood bead, leaving a mark on her wrist. The curve of that mark was almost identical to the scar on the wrist of the masked man from her memory.

Coupled with the fact that Han Mo's blood could be absorbed by the blood jade bracelet and his superb medical skills, she began to suspect at that moment that Han Mo might be the person who saved her at the bottom of the cliff that year.

In addition, the events that had just occurred at the Imperial Villa made her even more certain of her guess!

Han Mo was definitely the person who saved her at the bottom of the cliff.

He had kept it from her for so long, so she should at least give him some punishment and tease him properly. Since he kept it from her, she would naturally reciprocate by planning such a grand farce.

This was also why, when Han Mo was using his medical skills to make difficult the person he had hired to act with them, she directly admitted his identity. Because if she didn't admit it, the plot wouldn't progress.

As it stood now, it seemed only the final touch was missing, a touch that would make Han Mo truly willing to reveal the truth.

Thinking of this, a faint light flashed in Bai Xi's eyes, so she had to act even more convincingly, even more heartlessly, and even more ruthlessly.

Han Mo's heart was in a complete mess due to Bai Xi's coldness and lack of trust. "Xi'er..."

Since Bai Xi had decided to fan the flames, she didn't mind adding another ladle of hot oil.

"Han Mo, I always thought you were very sensible and understood me well. But now it seems I might have been wrong. I have always been someone who repays kindness. I didn't intend to truly give him this opportunity before, I just wanted to find a way to repay this kindness in another way. What I said and did today was just a temporary measure."

Tsk tsk tsk... She suddenly felt like a scummy boyfriend caught being ambiguous with another "man," still making excuses for herself, and even preparing to break up and give up.

After all, if she truly didn't want to repay kindness in this manner, she could have refused.

Kindness can be repaid, but not without limits.

Kindness is kindness, and affection is affection. Using kindness to coerce affection, forcing the recipient of kindness to repay it by destroying the other person's life, is either foolishness or wickedness. Such a benefactor, rather than being a benefactor, is more like a robber trying to take advantage of a crisis. When encountering such a benefactor, one should compensate them as much as possible in a way that can be repaid, and after repaying the kindness, one must distance themselves!

Of course... this was inspired by Han Rui's earlier attempt to use kindness to coerce her into marrying him and helping him "treasure hunt."

She felt disgusted just hearing it. Would her pretense be unconvincing, seen through by Han Mo?

"But now I feel that your unreasonable behavior makes me feel very strange. I think... I should reconsider our relationship."

After dropping a bombshell, Bai Xi casually glanced at Han Mo, while simultaneously doing her best to maintain a cold, heartless, shamelessly self-indulgent, and disdainful expression.