Yuan Chao smiled at Fang Miaomiao and finally handed her the slip of paper, "Alright, you can leave now."
Back home.
Fang Miaomiao stir-fried a simple bowl of egg fried rice for Wen Zhiyan, "Fortunately, there's nothing serious, but you need to listen to Dr. Yuan and rest your injury well. As for getting up and walking, don't rush, we'll take it slow."
"Okay, I know what I'm doing."
...
"I tested it just now, Wen Zhiyan's leg is fine," Xie Wanqing said to the person on the other end of the phone. "You guessed wrong."
"Oh?" the person on the other end asked with interest, "What do you mean?"
Xie Wanqing briefly explained how she used Ran Lian to test.
A meaningful chuckle came from the other end of the phone, "Before, I didn't quite understand what 'the most poisonous heart of a woman' meant. Seeing you, I can feel what that phrase means."
"We are in a cooperative relationship," Xie Wanqing said unhappily, frowning. "Don't boss me around."
"Of course, we are the most delightful collaborators. I'm just very curious, why do you hate Wen Zhiyan so much?"
Hate him so much that you'd go to any lengths to destroy him.
"That's none of your business," Xie Wanqing's voice was cold. "I didn't ask you why you're targeting the Wen Corporation, and you shouldn't try to pry into my secrets. Otherwise, I won't be polite."
"Tsk tsk tsk, such a likable little friend. Alright, your next task is to get close to Wen Zhi's family."
"Wen Zhi's family? What's the use of getting close to that straw man?" Xie Wanqing's words were filled with disdain. "I think it would be better to cause trouble for Fang Miaomiao than to approach Wen Zhi's family."
"Heh, Fang Miaomiao? Do you really think Fang Miaomiao is still the same straw man who only knew how to get angry?"
The information he received was that Fang Miaomiao had sent Shen Jiani and the others to prison. It was just that Wen Zhiyan had been suppressing these matters, making them all think that he was responsible for everything.
If he hadn't put in some effort, he might have been fooled by Wen Zhiyan and the other one.
"Don't mention Fang Miaomiao to me. That woman actually dared to hit me."
"Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought a lady from the esteemed Xie family would get hit."
"It's fine," Xie Wanqing looked at her fair hand, which had a faint scar on it. "She's going to die soon anyway."
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned, then burst into laughter, "Xie Wanqing, Xie Wanqing, I really didn't misjudge you."
Xie Wanqing directly hung up the phone and picked up the laptop on the coffee table.
Looking at the countless emails in her inbox, the corners of her mouth curled up wildly, like a vengeful spirit from hell. "The game is about to begin. Fang Miaomiao, you better be prepared, or this game won't be fun."
Fang Miaomiao sneezed several times.
"Are you alright? Are you catching a cold?"
Fang Miaomiao shook her head, "I'm fine. It's the middle of summer, how could I catch a cold in this weather? Impossible, impossible. Maybe someone is talking badly about me behind my back."
Wen Zhiyan looked at Fang Miaomiao helplessly, "Why are you still superstitious?"
Fang Miaomiao glanced at him, "This isn't superstition, it's a conclusion drawn from people's long-term practice."
"Alright, alright, you're right."
Fang Miaomiao put down the script in her hand, "You, never mind."
Wen Zhiyan: "..."
Did he do something wrong? Why was she looking at him as if she had something to say but couldn't?
"Miaomiao, what's wrong?"
Fang Miaomiao shook her head, "I, I need to think this through. How about I tell you after I finish filming Director Chen's movie?"
"Okay." Wen Zhiyan looked at Wen Zhiyan with soft and doting eyes. "I'll wait for you."
Meeting those deep, impossibly handsome eyes, Fang Miaomiao's heart couldn't help but pound. This person was too good-looking, it was almost against the rules.
"Cough, cough, it's about time. I'm going to pick up An An."
"Be careful, have Da Chen go with you."
Fang Miaomiao gave Wen Zhiyan an ok gesture without looking back and left directly.
When she arrived at the kindergarten, there was still some time before the older class was dismissed.
The playground was filled with children from the younger classes, chubby and adorable, looking particularly cute.
Fang Miaomiao looked at the little ones on the playground and couldn't help but imagine what their child would look like if she and Wen Zhiyan had one. Would they resemble her more, or Wen Zhiyan more?
No, no. If it ever came to that, she'd have to discuss it with An An. An An seemed much livelier than described in books, but his heart was still very sensitive.
"Tsk tsk tsk," Fang Miaomiao shook her head and chuckled softly. "Fang Miaomiao, Fang Miaomiao, are you thinking too much?"
"Madam, the older class has been dismissed, but I haven't seen the young master."
Fang Miaomiao looked up.
Not only was An An missing, but the teacher named Xingxing was also nowhere to be seen.
"Da Chen, you guard the entrance. I'll go in and look."
"Okay, Madam, please be safe."
Fang Miaomiao entered the playground.
"Parent, this school only allows waiting outside for children. You cannot come in."
"Hello, I'm mainly looking for Teacher Xingxing."
"Teacher Xingxing?" the teacher who spoke looked around. "Hey, she was just here, where did she go in the blink of an eye?"
"Really? I have an urgent matter to discuss with Teacher Xingxing."
"That's not allowed. We have strict rules here. During dismissal, parents can only wait outside for their children."
"Hey, Teacher Xingxing, why are you here?"
The teacher quickly turned her head to look.
No one.
She had a bad feeling and turned around, only to see Fang Miaomiao's figure heading towards the classroom building.
"Teacher Yueyue, please watch the children for me, I have something to do."
"Hey, no, not all the children in my class have left yet."
Fang Miaomiao walked quickly down the classroom hallway as if she couldn't hear the voices behind her.
"An An."
No one on the first floor.
"No, this parent," the teacher who had caught up looked at Fang Miaomiao's retreating back, somewhat anxious. "Don't walk so fast, Teacher Xingxing might have just gone back to the office."
Fang Miaomiao called out a few times by the restroom door. With no response, she continued to the second floor.
Still no one on the second floor.
Fang Miaomiao went up to the third floor in one breath.
Third floor.
Directly opposite.
Teacher Xingxing was leaning against the classroom wall next to the restroom, playing with her phone with a smile.
Fang Miaomiao's anger surged upon seeing this.
"Teacher Xingxing."
Hearing the voice, Teacher Xingxing looked up in surprise. Her face turned ugly when she saw the person. "Mrs. Fang, why are you here?"
"Where is my son?"
"How would I know your son?" Teacher Xingxing was somewhat guilty, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards the restroom.
Fang Miaomiao didn't miss her gaze and turned to the teacher who had followed her up, "Please keep an eye on this teacher named Xingxing, or I'll be looking for your school."