"Since that's the case, then An'an, could you blow on Mom's hand for her, okay?" Fang Miaomiao shamelessly cooed, "Mommy's really hurting."
Mommy's hurting?
Upon hearing this, Wen Yanan wanted to reach for Fang Miaomiao's hand but was afraid his movements were too clumsy and would hurt his mother. After thinking for a moment, he propped himself up on the hospital bed with both hands, lowered his head, and gently blew on the hand wrapped in bandages.
His careful movements made Fang Miaomiao unable to help but reach out with her good hand and rub Wen Yanan's head. "Thank you, An'an."
"Alright, An'an, you're interrupting Miaomiao's meal."
Watching the harmonious scene between the two, Wen Zhiyan surprisingly felt a pang of jealousy.
With that thought, he glanced discreetly at Xin Xuanlai, who was also smiling happily nearby. He used to think this fellow was quite perceptive, but now he had to retract that statement.
He hadn't even had enough time to spend with Miaomiao himself, and Xin Xuanlai had gone and brought over a giant 'light bulb.' Even though this 'light bulb' was his own son, the thought still made him uncomfortable.
Xin Xuanlai sneezed several times: "..."
He had a feeling that Master Wen was speaking ill of him in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask. This wasn't his fault, though. The main reason was that the young master was exceptionally good at being clingy, and those eyes, so similar to Master Wen's, gave him a sense of unease.
Alas!
Ultimately, he, the hard worker, had to bear it all.
"What's wrong with Xin Xuanlai?"
"Nothing," Wen Zhiyan said faintly. "He must have been working hard these past few days. I'll give him a long break later."
Hearing this, Xin Xuanlai was deeply touched: I'm sorry, I was narrow-minded just now. I judged a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Master Wen is truly a great god in my heart.
Wow, his paid holiday, his island retreat – he could already see them waving to him from afar.
"Thank you, Master Wen, thank you, Madam." Xin Xuanlai was almost moved to tears.
Wen Zhiyan glanced at him. "Once Madam is discharged, you can take your leave."
"Got it."
Fang Miaomiao watched him run off to find the doctor, her eyes full of amusement. "Where did you find such a character?"
"I forgot," Wen Zhiyan said, opening the thermal container. "But it's been a few years, I think."
Years had passed, and this fool was still as dazed as when he first met him.
"I think his disposition is quite good," Fang Miaomiao signaled for the little one to get on her bed.
"Mom, no, it will disturb your rest," Wen Yanan said with a serious shake of his head.
Wen Zhiyan glanced at Wen Yanan. "Miaomiao, I'll have someone set up another bed in the ward later. He's a restless sleeper and will disturb you."
Wen Yanan looked at Wen Zhiyan with a rather innocent expression, then pouted. He slept soundly, Dad was lying.
"Alright," Fang Miaomiao said, torn between laughter and tears. "An'an, have you eaten breakfast?"
Sitting at the foot of the bed, Wen Yanan obediently shook his head.
"Then eat breakfast."
After breakfast.
Xin Xuanlai finally arrived with the doctor, albeit somewhat late.
After a series of examinations, the conclusion was that the injury was not serious and she could go home to recover.
This finally eased the worried hearts of Wen Zhiyan and Wen Yanan.
The little one also snuggled up beside Fang Miaomiao and fell into a daze-like sleep.
"Mr. Wen, Madam, Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang are still at the October Hotel," Xin Xuanlai said, scratching his head.
Yesterday, he was busy sending people to the hospital and to their apartments, and he forgot about the Fang family's presence.
Fang Miaomiao looked at Wen Zhiyan.
Wen Zhiyan's expression remained unchanged. "I happened to have something to attend to at the October Hotel last night. Since I thought you were there, I planned to wait for you to return to the apartment together. I didn't expect to find the driver knocked out in the parking lot."
"How is the driver?" Fang Miaomiao asked anxiously.
No wonder the driver's phone couldn't be reached last night. Shen Jiani and those three people had gone too far.
"He's fine. He was sent to the hospital and is now recovering."
Fang Miaomiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Zhiyan continued, "I then asked Xin Xuanlai to go to the second floor to find you but couldn't find any trace of you. Coupled with the fact that I saw Fang Yan Huan acting suspiciously on the surveillance footage, I thought it must be related to you, so I invited the three of them upstairs."
After that, they didn't see Fang Miaomiao leave, and there was an anomaly on the third floor.
So he told Xin Xuanlai to go straight to the third floor and force the door open. As soon as he reached the third floor, he saw Fang Miaomiao being held hostage, looking disheveled and vulnerable.
At that moment, he really wanted to destroy the people who had bullied Miaomiao, but remembering that his Miaomiao was still in their hands, he could only tell himself to endure.
Heaven knows how much he wanted to become the hostage of those people himself, rather than let them lay a finger on Miaomiao.
Fortunately, he successfully rescued his Miaomiao, and those people were intercepted by his men on the way.
Those people, no rush, we'll take our time.
Once Miaomiao's injuries have healed, he'll send those people to prison.
As for Shen Jiani...
Tsk, what a pity, he still hadn't figured out how to make her life worse than death.
He also wanted to be a good person, but he couldn't help it. Some people just loved to push his boundaries. Since that's the case, how could he be blamed? They could only blame themselves for not having eyes.
"So, Mr. Fang and the others are still at the October Hotel?" Fang Miaomiao's mouth twitched.
Honestly, she could already imagine how furious Fang Yuan and Zhou Wenjing would be, unable to leave the hotel.
"Probably," Wen Zhiyan relaxed his body slightly. "Until this matter is cleared up, I don't think they can leave the October Hotel temporarily."
Fang Miaomiao frowned slightly. She didn't know if it was the original owner's consciousness at play, but she had a feeling that Fang Yuan and the others were not involved in this matter. As for Fang Yan Huan, she couldn't be sure.
"Don't worry," Wen Zhiyan said, seeing her frown, thinking she disliked his solution. "If you're worried they're not staying well at the October Hotel, I can call them and have them released."
Fang Miaomiao didn't miss the anxiety in Wen Zhiyan's eyes. She shook her head and voiced her guess, "I think Fang Yuan and the others asked me to go over because they needed my help. As for Fang Yan Huan, that's uncertain."
She vaguely recalled that when she came out of the elevator earlier, Fang Yan Huan's expression seemed a bit complex. However, at the time, her mind was focused on the little drunk child in her arms, and she hadn't delved too deeply into the meaning of her gaze.
Wen Zhiyan's eyes flickered, then he said gently, "Alright, I'll investigate this matter. I won't let go of the person who tried to harm you."
Fang Miaomiao's lips curved upwards. Just as she was about to say something, there was a clattering sound from outside the door.
Immediately after, Xin Xuanlai entered with medical staff, bringing in a foldable bed.
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
Suddenly, she felt Xin Xuanlai was a bit of a mood killer.