Fang Miaomiao sighed, finally resigned and answered the phone.
"Hello, my Zhiyan, what made you have time to call?"
"Miaomiao."
Fang Miaomiao, feeling guilty, dared not speak.
"How is the wound on your back?"
Cui Mantong and Bai Zhi exchanged a look, and tacitly got up to leave.
"It's fine, not serious." Fang Miaomiao glimpsed the two tiptoeing away and didn't know what to say.
"Miaomiao." Wen Zhiyan on the other end of the phone sounded a little complex.
"I'm really fine." Fang Miaomiao raised her hand and swore, "It just looks serious, I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
"I want to come over."
"No." Fang Miaomiao refused without thinking, "Not only can you not come, but you also have to keep it from An'an. An'an must not know about this."
If An'an found out, she would definitely cry with red eyes again, and it would take a long time to comfort her.
She didn't know when it started, but An'an was crying more and more.
"You know you can't let An'an know?"
Fang Miaomiao touched her nose guiltily, "I didn't expect that person was after me."
Who would have thought that the person behind it could calculate so accurately, and even calculate that she would instinctively save someone, and then they would fall together.
"Also, Wen Zhiyan, you need to be careful recently." Fang Miaomiao decisively changed the subject, "I always feel like there's an invisible hand behind it."
"I know."
He was also investigating and only needed to find the relationship between the two to connect everything.
After a brief analysis of the recent situation, the two hung up.
Fang Miaomiao lay on her side on the bed, idly flipping through her phone with her right hand.
Ding!
Fang Miaomiao clicked on WeChat.
It was a friend request.
It was from Xie Wanqing.
Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow and accepted Xie Wanqing's friend request.
Xie Wanqing: I didn't expect you to actually accept my friend request.
Just Want to Be a Salted Fish: Speak directly if you have something.
Xie Wanqing: I'm hosting a birthday party on the weekend and I'd like to invite you.
Just Want to Be a Salted Fish: I'm sorry, I'm on set and probably can't make it. Happy birthday in advance. kuAiδugg
Xie Wanqing leaned on the sofa, looking at the message on the screen, her lips curled. Not coming? But what does it matter? It's all the same whether you come or not.
Thinking this, her fair, slender fingers typed on the screen: That's a shame. In that case, you should just work hard.
"Wanqing."
Xie Wanqing heard a voice from behind her, and her previous mischievous demeanor changed, returning to a gentle and elegant appearance. She stood up and looked behind her: "Aunt Lian."
"Wanqing, why are you here so early today?"
Xie Wanqing stepped forward to support Ran Lian, her smile never fading: "I'm alone at home, it's too lonely."
"Then why don't you go out and play? You're always with an old woman like me. What's so good about being with me?" Ran Lian gently patted Xie Wanqing's hand, looking at her kindly like a junior.
Xie Wanqing wrapped her arms around Ran Lian's arms and pouted: "Oh, I just want to accompany Aunt Lian, I don't want to go anywhere. Or is Aunt Lian disliking me and not wanting Wanqing to be by your side?"
"Good child, good child." Ran Lian smiled so broadly she couldn't close her mouth upon hearing this, "Aunt Lian wishes you could stay home and keep me company every day."
"Aunt Lian, Wanqing really likes you so much."
"You." Ran Lian tapped Xie Wanqing's nose and said regretfully, "What a pity, our Wen family doesn't have that fortune. Otherwise, I would definitely let you marry into our Wen family."
Xie Wanqing blushed: "Aunt Lian, it's okay. I'm happy to accompany you like this. You're like my mother, and I will definitely be filial to you in the future."
Ran Lian nodded with a chuckle, "Good, good, good, I can count on Wanqing to be filial to me."
"Mother."
"Zhiyu, you're up?"
Wen Zhiyu nodded, his gaze lingered on Xie Wanqing for a moment, but he quickly shifted his attention to Ran Lian: "Mother, you seemed very happy just now?"
"It's all thanks to this girl Wanqing keeping me company." Ran Lian held Xie Wanqing's hand, "She's a good girl."
Wen Zhiyu nodded at Xie Wanqing.
"Hello, second brother Wen."
"Mother, I have some things to do and need to go out."
"Go out?" Ran Lian frowned, her tone cooling, "Didn't your third brother tell you not to go to the company?"
Wen Zhiyu seemed not to hear the implication in Ran Lian's words: "It's not to Wen Corporation, I found a part-time job teaching children to paint."
The smile on Ran Lian's face stiffened slightly, and she quickly regained her composure: "Zhiyu, I didn't mean what you thought just now."
"I know, I promised you that I wouldn't interfere with Wen Corporation. Back then, it was only because my fourth brother saw that I had nothing to do when I returned that he let me go." Wen Zhiyu's tone was indifferent, as if he wasn't the protagonist of the conversation. "This part-time job I have now is quite good, the children are very cute. Once I'm sure, I'll find a room nearby."
"Zhiyu." Ran Lian's voice was filled with panic upon hearing this, "I didn't mean that."
"I know." Wen Zhiyu straightened his body. "I don't like company matters either. Don't worry, Mother. Oh, right, I think I'm going to be late, so I'll leave now. Goodbye, Mother."
Ran Lian watched Wen Zhiyu leave without looking back, feeling a sharp pain in her heart. She instinctively grabbed Xie Wanqing's hand: "I didn't mean that, why does he misunderstand me?"
Wasn't it agreed long ago? Zhiyu could do the work he liked, and Wen Zhiyan would handle the company. Zhi Jia, being neither accomplished in academics nor martial arts, would live on dividends his whole life and wouldn't have to worry about food or clothing. That would be quite good.
But, how did it turn out like this?
Everything was fine at first, so how did it become like this?
When did it start to become like this?
Fang Miaomiao.
It was that woman, Fang Miaomiao.
Since she married into their Wen family, the Wen family began to change. First, An'an's eyes started to show Fang Miaomiao's influence, and then she even followed Fang Miaomiao home. Later, even Wen Zhiyan, who always obeyed them, actually argued with her for Fang Miaomiao.
"Aunt Lian."
"Wanqing, I shouldn't have agreed to let that woman Fang Miaomiao marry into our Wen family back then. Fang Miaomiao is a jinx." Ran Lian said with red eyes, "What sin did our Wen family commit?"
Xie Wanqing gently patted Ran Lian's back and softly comforted her, "It's okay, Aunt Lian, let's not think too much."
As she spoke, a cold glint flashed in Xie Wanqing's eyes: "Aunt Lian, why don't we go shopping? For my birthday party on the weekend, I'd like Aunt Lian to help me choose a gown to wear."
"Okay, let's go choose a gown for our Wanqing. Wanqing's birthday is on the weekend?"
"Yes, Aunt Lian."
"Have you booked a venue?"
"At home."
"How can that be? A birthday party must be grand. Listen to Aunt Lian, let's hold the banquet at the October Hotel."