Hey! The CEO who just scolded me met someone on a blind date.

When Su Zimu opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

"Awake?" A familiar voice sounded beside her ear. She turned her head and saw Jiang Huaizhou, his head supported by his elbows, looking at her with a smile on his lips.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes, and Su Zimu quickly withdrew his gaze and hummed softly.

During the time they lived together, Jiang Huaizhou had already become familiar with her little expressions, so he naturally noticed her strangeness at this moment.

"What's wrong?" He turned her face gently and asked with a frown.

"Nothing." She blinked at him.

"Are you afraid of me?" He said honestly how he felt.

Su Zimu pretended to stretch, "Yes, I'm afraid of you."

"What are you afraid of me for?" Jiang Huaizhou became interested and pressed her down, then asked her, "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

She pushed him away, "I'm afraid...I'm afraid you'll see how ugly I am and dislike me."

Hearing her say this, Jiang Huaizhou lay on his back on the bed and burst into laughter.

Su Zimu didn't laugh, but stood up. "Why are you coming back in the middle of the night? It's not safe at all."

Jiang Huaizhou stopped laughing, propped up half of his body and looked at her, "Didn't you call me? I was worried that you might be in trouble, so I came back to see you."

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately walked towards the bathroom. "What could possibly happen to me? I already said I missed you."

After saying that, Su Zimu sighed softly, and the moment he closed the door, he only heard Jiang Huaizhou's slight voice: Then I must come back.

As luck would have it, at noon on the day Jiang Huaizhou returned, Grandpa Jiang woke up.

Jiang Huaizhou and Su Zimu hurried over, and soon Jiang Huahai's family and Ye Jingshu also arrived.

In front of the bed, Jiang Huaizhou held Grandpa Jiang's hand and called him Grandpa softly. Grandpa Jiang hummed weakly.

Then, Mr. Jiang began to scan everyone's faces, pointed at Su Zimu, and nodded slightly.

Su Zimu's eyes were already red, and he slowly walked towards the bed, but was stopped by Yuan Qingmei.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Qingmei blocked Su Zimu's way.

"Grandpa called me." She wanted to get around her.

"Which ear did you hear the old man calling you?" Yuan Qingmei said.

"Grandpa just pointed at me and nodded. He probably wanted me to come over and talk for a while." Su Zimu didn't understand what Yuan Qingmei was trying to do.

"Ha." Yuan Qingmei sneered, "How can it be your turn to go forward? Your own son and grandson are still here!"

"But Grandpa just now..."

Su Zimu was interrupted by Yuan Qingmei before he could finish his words.

"Just now? Did you think he was pointing at you and nodding his head to tell you to come over? Who knows, maybe the old man was pointing at you to prove the person who poisoned you! You murderer!"

"That's right, you are the most suspicious. What if you want to get close to the old man and attack again?" Jiang Huahai echoed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Jiang raised his hand and slapped the bed.

"Okay, grandpa is angry. We need evidence for everything, and don't talk nonsense without evidence." Jiang Huaizhou said calmly.

Su Zimu frowned and looked at him. How could he be so calm? Was it that in his heart, she was not worth him breaking his principles to protect? Or was she always an outsider in the Jiang family?

"Come here, grandpa has something to tell you." Jiang Huaizhou looked at Su Zimu.

She put her thoughts aside for the moment, walked to the old man's bed, held his hand, and gently called him Grandpa.

Mr. Jiang slowly opened his eyes, tears in his eyes, and a look of heartache and guilt. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a complete syllable, so he could only pat the back of Su Zimu's hand.

Su Zimu shook his head gently, "It's okay, Grandpa, you must get better soon."

Seeing the two of them so close, just like grandfather and grandson, Yuan Qingmei was furious and shouted, "Dad, don't be fooled by this woman. She drugged you and made you like this!"

Mr. Jiang glared at her.

Unexpectedly, she did not hold back and said to Jiang Huaizhou: "Huaizhou, aren't you investigating this matter? How is it going? Now that the old man has woken up, you don't have a conclusion yet, right?"

Jiang Huaizhou's already cold face was now as cold as an ice cellar. "Of course there is a result."

"Is it this woman?" Jiang Huahai asked.

"Let's go somewhere else and talk slowly." Jiang Huaizhou said and nodded at Grandpa Jiang.

Everyone stepped out and came to a small meeting room.

"Huaizhou is very particular about doing things. Why not just make a direct announcement? Are you preparing for a meeting?" Jiang Huahai grinned at Yuan Qingmei who was standing aside. Yuan Qingmei glared at him and he shut up.

Jiang Huaizhou sat in the swivel chair and looked at everyone indifferently, tapping the fingers of his right hand on the armrest from time to time, his thin lips tightly closed.

"Brother, who is the murderer? Tell me now!"

As soon as Jiang Youchi finished speaking, he received a cold look from Jiang Huaizhou and shut up instantly.

Seeing her son being suppressed by Jiang Huaizhou again, Yuan Qingmei felt unhappy, "Huaizhou, Youchi is right. You gathered everyone together just to come to a conclusion. Why are you not saying anything now?"

Yuan Qingmei paused after she finished speaking, stared at Su Zimu and said, "Are you reluctant to part with her again? Or are you still trying to find a way to protect her?"

The slender fingers tapping on the armrest stopped abruptly, and Jiang Huaizhou crossed his fingers, "I said, I only believe in evidence."

"Then why don't you produce the evidence of poisoning!" Yuan Qingmei crossed her arms over her chest and leaned towards the chair.

"No."

"???"

Everyone looked at him dumbfounded.

"Huaizhou, how can there be no evidence? Isn't the small bottle that fell from her body the evidence?" Jiang Huahai asked puzzledly.

"Yes, the stuff inside is indeed the same as the drug that poisoned grandpa, but it doesn't mean that Mu Mu is the murderer." Jiang Huaizhou said.

"If it wasn't her, who else could it be that fell out of her bag?" Yuan Qingmei said in a shrill voice, "From what I see, you are probably biased towards this woman!"

"It's true that it fell out of her bag, but there are only Ye Jingshu and your fingerprints on it." Jiang Huaizhou said and quickly scanned their faces.

Ye Jingshu immediately said, "I picked it up from the ground. Maybe that's when my fingerprints got on it."

"I only touched this bottle right under your noses after Xiao Shu picked it up. It's not surprising that there are our fingerprints on it." Yuan Qingmei muttered.

Jiang Huaizhou spread his hands and said, "All the evidence points to an unknown cause. In other words, there is no evidence to identify the murderer."

After hearing what he said, Su Zimu's face did not show any relief at all.

"Huaizhou, what you mean is... even if we saw the small bottle fall out of her bag with our own eyes, it still doesn't count?" Jiang Huahai's face darkened a lot.

"Yes."

Snapped.

Yuan Qingmei slammed the table. "I see that you are clearly shielding her. There are witnesses and evidence. How can you say there is no clear evidence?!"

When she wanted to continue speaking, she caught a glimpse of Jiang Huaizhou looking at her with his head slightly tilted, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, which made her feel uneasy and she couldn't say a word.