After coaxing Wen Yan'an to sleep, Fang Miaomiao returned to the bedroom.
"An'an is asleep?"
Fang Miaomiao nodded, then thought of something and said, "He is, and I discovered a problem."
"What does Miaomiao want to say?"
"You and Xie Wanqing?"
"Is Miaomiao jealous?" Wen Zhiyan closed the book he was holding and reached out his hand to her.
"It's not jealousy," Fang Miaomiao shook her head, "I just feel a bit, strange."
"How is it strange?" Wen Zhiyan asked as if he was listening attentively.
"The premise of me saying this is that I need to understand your relationship with Xie Wanqing first. Otherwise, if I guess wrong, won't that be embarrassing?"
"It's not embarrassing," Wen Zhiyan shook his head, placing the book casually on the bedside table. "She and I were friends when we were little. We didn't talk much after we grew up. By junior high, Xie Wanqing's family moved abroad. They only recently returned."
"Returned overseas?"
"You could say that. Mother said Xie Wanqing's family is planning to move their overseas business to China," Wen Zhiyan explained. "Xie Wanqing and Mother have a good relationship, so Xie Wanqing visits Mother at the Imperial Garden from time to time."
Fang Miaomiao twirled her fingers.
"What does Miaomiao want to say?"
"It's nothing much, I'm just curious why Xie Wanqing, if she was worried about you going to the hospital for treatment, didn't call to ask directly, but instead asked An'an, a child."
Hearing this, Wen Zhiyan's eyes flickered. "I never heard Xie Wanqing ask me about it."
Instead, she had hinted several times about him working at Xie's.
Although he had always managed to evade her by pretending not to understand.
"I just feel something is not right," Fang Miaomiao sat on the bed. "Why don't you just do your rehabilitation training at home for this period, and try to avoid meeting Yuan Chao as much as possible?"
"The hit-and-run driver hasn't been caught yet, and now Xie Wanqing is probing An'an," Fang Miaomiao fell into thought, muttering, completely unaware of the glint in Wen Zhiyan's eyes. "We should be prepared for the worst."
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The two then discussed recent matters.
After getting the answer she was satisfied with, Fang Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief. She vaguely realized she might have been a bit agitated just now and glanced at Wen Zhiyan with a guilty conscience.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wen Zhiyan asked with a smile.
"Heh heh, well, I suddenly feel quite sleepy."
"Then let's sleep. Will Miaomiao send An'an to school tomorrow?"
Fang Miaomiao nodded and moved to where they would sleep. "Of course I'm going to send An'an to school. I finally have some free time during this period, I definitely have to see my son's school."
Wen Zhiyan also lay down on the bed and pulled Fang Miaomiao into his arms. "Okay, An'an will be very happy if he knows you're taking him to school tomorrow."
Fang Miaomiao rested her arm on Wen Zhiyan's chest. "Wen Zhiyan."
"Mmm?" Wen Zhiyan made a sound from his throat.
"You just now..."
"Would Miaomiao harm me?"
"Of course not." Fang Miaomiao propped herself up on Wen Zhiyan's stomach and glared at him. "You don't trust me."
Hearing this, Wen Zhiyan looked at Fang Miaomiao with deep, helpless eyes, then pulled her into his embrace. "What are you talking about? How could I not trust you?"
"I know, my Miaomiao wouldn't harm me. I will always trust my Miaomiao."
"Since that's the case, then just now..."
"I just wanted to say that you don't need to explain anxiously out of fear that I don't trust you," Wen Zhiyan stroked Fang Miaomiao's hair. "It's not too late to talk about it when you're ready."
Fang Miaomiao let out a snort. "Then how about I explain to you when we're old and can't walk anymore?"
"Okay."
"Hmph, who knows if what you're saying is true."
"Silly girl, if I were to betray you, with one word from you, I could lose everything."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Miaomiao will know later," Wen Zhiyan said with a smile. "I will send people to investigate Xie Wanqing's side, and during this period, I will stay at home and not go to the hospital."
"Then, will those people later check your medical records at the hospital?"
"Your head, which usually seems muddled, is quite useful at crucial moments."
A soft thud came from under the covers.
Wen Zhiyan caught Fang Miaomiao's playfully striking hand. "I didn't know you had a violent streak."
"What?"
"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have called you silly." Wen Zhiyan readily admitted his mistake. "Don't worry, there are no medical records of me at the hospital."
"Old fox."
"Five years ago, a car accident caused my legs to lose all sensation, but the perpetrator fled. I spent over a year only to find a corpse," Wen Zhiyan's voice was very calm, as if he were telling someone else's story. "Not long ago, I discovered someone was committing illegal and criminal acts at our hotel. After handing it over to the police, it was found that this group was the same as the one from five years ago."
Fang Miaomiao thought of something. "Was it the October Hotel I mentioned last time?"
"Mmm," Wen Zhiyan tightened his arm. "I was too busy during that time and have owed you a thank you and an apology."
"Thank you for helping the October Hotel so much, and I apologize for getting you involved in this matter."
"Wen Zhiyan," Fang Miaomiao called out.
"Mmm."
"The Wen Group, let's not manage it anymore, okay?"
Fang Miaomiao never denied being a selfish person. She just wanted to live a stable life with the people she cared about. Her grandmother was like this, and so were Wen Zhiyan and An'an.
During her time in this world, she had already vaguely sensed that something was not right, such as the truth behind Wen Zhiyan's car accident, how Wen Zhiyan's elder brother died, and even why Fang Grandpa's son refused to return even after knowing his father had died.
Wen Zhiyan nodded. "Okay, we won't manage it."
"From now on, if anything happens, tell me, and we'll solve it together."
"Okay, we'll solve it together." Wen Zhiyan took a deep breath, a longing appearing in his handsome eyes. "We will live well, watch An'an grow up, we will have our own children, and watch a few little sprouts slowly, step by step, move forward."
"Who said I'm going to have children with you?"
"Heh heh," Wen Zhiyan chuckled. "Be good, it's getting late. Let's go to sleep early, we have to send An'an to school tomorrow."
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight." Wen Zhiyan held Fang Miaomiao, his eyes clear, with no sign of sleepiness.
When he learned that Fang Miaomiao was not the original Fang Miaomiao, he was somewhat curious. Out of curiosity, he investigated this kind of thing. Many netizens said that this kind of thing was when the original host died, and a soul from another world unintentionally occupied the original host's body.
In novels, it's usually the original host who dies unjustly, with immense hatred in her heart, and a soul from another world possesses her body to avenge the original host.